A/N: Tee hee! It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday! Who else is lookin' forward to the weekend!:)

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Chapter 6

Kara POV

"Run faster Kara," Miranda yelled. She was several paces in front of me. We were starting our first day on the job and just fifteen minutes into our jog, I was already tired. I clutched my stomach and panted.

"If I go any faster, I'll barf and it'll be all your fault," I yelled back. Miranda sighed loudly and slowed down. She frowned when she saw me.

"You look a really red," she commented. "Like, sunburn red." I nodded stopped to retie my shoes.

"That always happens when I do anything that requires energy," I replied. We ran for half an hour more and after that, we snacked on some granola bars at the Palm Woods. No one was awake yet, but I guess that's pretty predictable if it's six in the morning. My body wasn't used to this type of torture. Miranda drove us to Roqcue Records, where the guys were. We walked into the studio and they all smiled.

"Hi James," Miranda said. I nudged her roughly and her cheeks reddened. "…And Logan and Carlos and Kendall." They waved tiredly and Gustavo turned away from his piano.

"WHO ARE YOU!" he exclaimed. I could pretty much feel my hair blowing back from his outburst. I immediately felt a load of sympathy towards James, er, Big Time Rush. I stepped forward slightly.

"The backup dancers," I explained. He still looked confused and I slapped my palm against my forehead. Kendall raised his microphone to his mouth.

"Dude," he said, "You hired them two days ago!" A light bulb must have gone off in his head and he remembered.

"Oh yeah," he said to himself. "The dance room is in the back. Just do what Mr. X says." I frowned. What kind of name is Mr. X? We raced to the back of Roqcue Records and sure enough, a man was waiting there for us. He wore a black vest and a gold sweatband.

"Gustavo said it's time for your lunch break," Miranda blurted. I gaped at her. Mr. X frowned.

"But it's 6 in the morning," he pointed out, scratching his head. Miranda glanced at me for help.

"Um…She means…you have the rest of the day off if you leave through the back door," I lied. Within ten seconds, Mr. X was gone. I slapped Miranda's arm. "What was that?" She shrugged.

"Let's do our own choreography," she simply said. She put a CD into the boombox in the back and it started playing the song I wrote and sang at music camp called Watch Me Shine:

I'm not
Your average type
Of girl
I'm gonna show
The world
The strength in me
That sometimes they can't see
I'm about to
Switch my style
And soon things may get wild
But I will prove
I can conquer anything

Sometimes we would incorporate Irish dancing or cheerleading into our routines, so they were always unique. I did a flip off of Miranda's back and landed in a splits position. We practiced until we couldn't move at all.

"I can't get off the floor," Miranda whined. "Help me!" I rolled my eyes and pulled her arm. In the corner of my eye, I saw four pairs of shoes come in.

"Hey," James said, smiling as usual. I immediately let go of Miranda, causing her to fall again. Oops.

"Hi," I said. Right then, I realized I was standing next to four cute guys (except James) sweating like a pig. "Can we leave?" Logan nodded, but his eyes were on Miranda.

"Yeah, I think Gustavo's done for the day," he said.

"Thank the Lord," Miranda wheezed. She is such a drama queen! We left the building and headed to the Palm Woods after that. I went to Miranda's suite and her mom greeted us.

"We should take a dip in the pool," Miranda suggested. "I mean, I haven't even touched the water yet." I agreed and we changed. She wore her new zebra print string bikini and I put on braided bandeau bikini. I felt a tad too exposed, so I added a sheer tunic shirt with an intricate design on the neck.

"Let's go," Miranda exclaimed, dragging me outside. She cannon-balled right in, but I just let my legs dangle over the side. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I was so startled, I fell into the pool. I came up coughing and saw who the perpetrator was.

"James!" I yelled, "Again?" He just laughed and before I knew it, he was in the pool, fully clothed.

"I admit, that wasn't very gentleman-like of me," he said, "So I'll make it up to you." He started to lift me up-bridal style-and out of the pool. Everyone was looking at us and I blushed. Miranda raised her eyebrows at me.

"Please put me down," I begged. He let go and I plopped into a lawn chair. Miranda climbed out of the pool, her whole body soaked like mine, thanks to you-know-who. James' eyes were glued to her, which was strange since it's usually the other way around. I folded my arms to my chest and looked away.

"Do you wanna go out sometime?" she asked. I stared at her. Was she really asking him here? In front of me? James opened his mouth slightly.

"Um…yeah, okay," he replied. Miranda winked at me and skipped away. I smacked James' head and he yelped.

"What the heck was that?" I asked.

"Is someone jealous?" he teased. I rolled my eyes.

"No, but Logan is falling for her," I admitted. "And Miranda doesn't even know he exists." James looked frightened.

"You could have told me!" he screeched. I looked at Logan, who was drinking a smoothie in the lobby, and then at Miranda.

"Don't worry," I assured. "I always have a plan."

A/N: I didn't think that chapter was that good. Feel free to leave your thoughts in the reviews.:)