A/N: This is probably going to be my favorite chapter…so far. If you like it review and if you don't like it, review! I need your feedback to know what to change. If you have ideas, that would be amazing! Thanks and enjoy!
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Chapter 10: T.G.I.F (Thank God It's Friday)
"My gosh, it looks amazing," Scarlett commented as their limo rolled up to the entrance of the hotel. That was an understatement. The place should have been called 'Paradise Island'. In the front, there was a row of golden fountains lining the walkup.
"You've got that right," Kelly grinned. "You all have separate rooms, but they're next to each other, I made sure. Here are your keys." She dangled them in front of the teens. Scarlett looked at her own: Suite 101. They all got out of the car and a bellhop took their bags. Scarlett went straight to her room and dived into the bed. The comforter was so downy…
She stood up before she fell asleep and looked through her suitcase, pulling out something to wear: black hot pants, a matching bikini, and a tweed salmon blazer. Hopping into a pair of chunky green high tops and slipping on a pair of Ray-Bans, she noticed a door at the other side of the room. She realized it led to the guys' room and opened it. James was brushing his long hair with a small comb as Kendall pulled off a sweater and tossed it across the room.
"Hey," she said, sitting down a hamper and dangling her legs. They both waved absentmindedly and Carlos burst into the room, Logan running after him. Scarlett was about to ask what they were doing, but James beat her to it.
"We're playing tag," Carlos panted. "Logie's it." Scarlett jumped up.
"I wanna play!" she exclaimed. Carlos pulled her by the arm as Logan came after them.
"Run!" he laughed. Scarlett jumped onto a luggage cart and heaved as she got Carlos up. "See you later, alligator!" They rounded the corner and raced into the kitchen. Scarlett could barely see through all flour, causing her to knock down a pile of pots and pans. The cooks turned to them and Logan cringed.
"Hey, you can't be in here!" a man with an Italian accent yelled. Scarlett ducked under two women holding a cake and they almost dropped it. Carlos stuck his finger into it and put it in his mouth, smiling.
"Not bad," he said before running out with Scarlett. Logan was still on their tail. He lunged for Scarlett, taking her down with him. Carlos noticed she'd been caught and went back to them. Logan and Scarlett were still rolling on the floor laughing. Literally. Scarlett stood up and brushed herself off.
"That was fun!" she exclaimed. "I haven't played this since I was twelve." As they walked back to the apartment, James and Kendall ran into them. They were both clad in V-necks and shades.
"We're going to the beach," Kendall said. "Wanna come?" They all agreed and joined the group.
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Scarlett's POV
I'm glad Kendall and James found us, because the beach was absolutely breathtaking. There was nothing like this in New York, where I'm from. The sand was glistening like gold and the water was so blue, it looked unreal. Not many people were there, so we could do whatever we wanted. A familiar looking girl walked up to us. She was wearing a purple monokini.
"Hi," she said. "I'm Cassidy. I couldn't help but notice you were Big Time Rush. And Scarlett." I already didn't like her. She said my name like someone my say 'poop'. I glared.
"Do we know you from somewhere?" Logan asked. Cassidy kept her gaze on him and that pissed me off.
"You might. I was in several Disney movies and at the moment, I'm on the hit show California Gurls." I smiled smugly.
"Gee, I heard that show was going to be cancelled," I said, trying to stifle a laugh. Cassidy glared at me.
"We're just taking a break," she claimed. She picked up my arm in awe. "Wow, you're so pale." I pulled my arm away, but she was kind of right. Since I lived in New York for a majority of my life and I didn't tan easily, my skin was always a ghostly white. That's why spray tan was created. Then I got an idea.
"I'm gonna go lie on my beach blanket. Cassidy, why don't you come?" I asked. She gave me a strange look, but she followed. I sat down, folding my arms behind my head. "You know a good way to not get tan lines?" Cassidy shook her head, confused.
I untied my bikini top and threw it near the shore. Cassidy eyes widened to the size of golf balls. I was pretty much naked from the waist up. Cassidy looked away. "What? I don't have any reasons to keep covered up." She shook her head, smiling a little.
"You really are Little Miss Shameless," she said. That was kind of my nick name the press called me, not that it was bad. "Hey Logan, over here." Logan came over and I didn't bother to cover up.
"What's u-Whoa!" he exclaimed, trying to focus on my face and not my boobs. I laughed.
"I'm preventing tan lines," I explained. He nodded uncertainly. Cassidy turned the attention back to her.
"I'm hosting a party, you know," she said. "You guys should come. It'll be held in the community room at seven o' clock to who knows when. Think about it." Logan nodded.
"We will," he said, his gaze on me lingering.
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No POV
"Who wants to play Guitar Hero?" James asked. Carlos, Kendall, and Logan raised their hands, but Scarlett declined.
"I can play a real guitar, but not that," she claimed, "plus, I gotta write some songs." It was true. She had some new inspiration: Logan. After the boys played for a few minutes, Scarlett spoke up. "That Cassidy girl invited to a party at seven. Should we go?" Carlos shook his fist.
"Hell yeah!" Kendall exclaimed. "Teens need to party to live. It's a fact." Scarlett rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Since we have a few hours until the big event, why don't we order some room service?" she asked. The guys agreed and Carlos got on the phone.
"Hello? Yes…I'd like to order-what do you guys want?-okay, I'd like to order ten cheeseburgers, five milkshakes, fifteen bottles of Sprite, and, um…maybe some cupcakes and oh wait, a few tins of chocolate ice cream, cheese curds, and nachos…yes, that's all." Logan frowned.
"How are we gonna pay for all this?" he asked.
"We're not. Griffin is," James replied, laughing. "I feel kind of sorry for him." Soon, a man came to their room pushing a cart with platters of food on it. He looked bored and tired.
"Room service," he muttered. The teens took the things off the cart and the man scratched his cheek.
"Wait. Are you guys BTR and Scarlett?" he asked. Scarlett stifled a giggle. How did this guy know about them?
"Uh, yeah," Logan replied.
"Can I have your autographs for my niece? She loves you guys!" Instead, Scarlett pulled out her purse and rummaged through it until she pulled out two slips of paper.
"How about two tickets to Just Joking, the talk show we'll be on tomorrow?" she asked, handing them to him. He stared at them, his eyes shining.
"Thank you so much!" he exclaimed, hugging them all. "We will be there, I promise." When he left, Carlos turned to her.
"We're gonna be on Just Joking?" he asked. Scarlett nodded.
"Yeah, Kelly told me to tell you guys. But before that, we have the commercial." Kendall cleared his throat.
"Can we stop with the Q and A so we can dig in?"
"Definitely!"
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It was finally party time and Scarlett was prepping with Cassidy and her friend, Jordin. They were in Cassidy's suite, specifically the bathroom. Scarlett was getting on some bronzer as Jordin brushed.
"I really like that dude Logan," Cassidy said. Scarlett knew she was only trying to get her mad, so she kept quiet.
"I don't think you're his type," Scarlett said. Well duh! Whose type was an egotistical bee-yotch? Cassidy snorted.
"Oh, like you would know," she retorted. "What are you wearing anyway?" Scarlett lifted her outfit from the hanger wrack. It was wrapped in plastic so it wouldn't get dirty.
"I'm gonna put it on right now," she said, stepping out of the room. Today, her outfit wasn't as extravagant usual, but just right for a casual party: a black leather bomber jacket, a red halter top, a denim skirt, and black knee-high boots. "Come on out." Jordin came first, followed by Cassidy.
"Wow," Cassidy said. "You actually look normal." Scarlett glared, stomping back into the bathroom.
"What's this?" she asked, picking up two small bottles of colored liquid.
"It's hair dye," Jordin replied. "Wants some?" Scarlett nodded, so Jordin got a comb and some gloves. "What color?"
"How about green…and purple?" Soon, Scarlett had streaks of color in her side bangs and the tips. She ran her fingers through it in awe. "Thanks. It looks nice." Cassidy rolled her eyes and picked up a purse.
"Are you done with your little love fest?" she asked. "It's time to leave." They all loaded into the party room, making an entrance.
"You know, if this were a movie," Jordin said, "we would be going in slow motion." Scarlett laughed.
"So true!" The room was kind of dark, but she could see Kendall waving them over. Scarlett told the girls and they followed.
"Hey girls," James said. "Cassidy, thanks for inviting us to this party. It's really great." Cassidy grinned, all flirty-like.
"No problem. I love you guys," she replied. Jordin just smiled at Kendall and he stared back. They would make a cute couple, Scarlett thought. The song Buzzin' by Mann started playing and she whooped.
"James, come dance with me!" she exclaimed. He looked a little surprised, but he agreed as Scarlett dragged him to the dance floor.
"Man I feel like money (man I feel like money)
They're attracted to me
They come around like honey (they come around like honey)
'Cuz I'm fly like a bee
Man I got 'em all buzzin' buzzin' buzzin' buzzin'
Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Man I got the world buzzin' buzzin' buzzin' buzzin'
Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da!"
James laughed as she did a silly dance move, watching her hips shake. Oh, how hypnotizing they were… "Kendall, Jordin," she yelled, "dance with us!" Kendall twisted Jordin around, who giggled like an idiot. The song ended and Scarlett hugged James.
"That was fun," she whispered in his ear. "I'll see you later." She went back to the couch where Logan was sitting.
"Where'd Carlos go?" she asked, settling next to him. He pointed towards the bathroom, and she nodded. "Ah." Scarlett stood up to get a drink.
"Can I have a glass of sambuca and"—she turned to Logan—"What do you want?" Logan gave her a look.
"I don't drink," he said simply. Scarlett smiled smugly.
"And I'd like a mojito for the man," she finished. Logan slapped his forehead and looked away. Scarlett took her drink and handed one to Logan, who didn't accept it. "Take it!" Logan snatched the glass away.
"Fine, fine," he said, taking a sip. He didn't admit it, but the mojito wasn't bad. It was sweet, tangy, and a little sour. He let his guard down a notch. "So what's in this?"
"Um, you know," Scarlett replied, "rum, sugar cane juice, spearmint, sparkling water, and lime juice. The works." Logan nodded slowly, gulping down the rest of his drinks.
To spare you the details, let's just say Logan had way too many shots and got a tad drunk. "Look, a jukebox!" Logan exclaimed. Scarlett laughed. She liked when Logan let loose. "Wanna sing a song?"
"Sure," she agreed, "Let's do it." She inserted a quarter into the machine and they found a song they both wanted to sing. It was a classic; Ballroom Blitz.
Logan hopped up on a table and pulled Scarlett up with him. She gave him the other microphone and he started the first verse:
"Oh it's been getting so hard
Living with the things you do to me
Well things are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see," Logan sang.
Even though he was drunk out of his wits, his voice sounded incredibly smooth and maybe even a little…sexy. She brought the microphone to her mouth:
"Oh, I see a man in the back as a matter of fact
His eyes were as red as the sun
And the girl in the corner that no one ignores
Cause she thinks she's the passionate one."
A small clapping crowd started to form around the two, laughing and dancing to the fun, upbeat song. Kendall and Jordin stopped what they were doing and came over, and soon, even Cassidy did.
"Oh Yeah! It was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving!"
Logan voice was so high that Scarlett had to laugh. He was much more fun when he was intoxicated. "Everyone, sing the chorus!" she yelled. James stood in the back of the club frowning. He couldn't help but be envious of his friend. Scarlett was all over him. Since when had they become so buddy-buddy?
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
And the man in the back said everyone attack
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn you
It'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz!"
Logan attempted to the moonwalk on the table, but he just ended up falling off. Scarlett's eyes widened as the whole crowd was rendered silent. Fortunately, Logan stood up, completely unharmed.
"Let's do it again!" he hollered and the crowd laughed, going back to what they'd been doing before. Scarlett exhaled a sigh of relief and put an arm around Logan
"You need to sit down," she laughed, walking him into a small, secluded room.
"Where are we?" he slurred.
"I'm not sure. I think it's the coat room."
"It's pretty big for a coat room."
"Well, there are a lot of people with a lot of coats, so it makes sense that it would be abnormally huge."
"Why are we even talking about this?" Scarlett laughed.
"I have no idea." They sat in silence for a few minutes, ignoring the fact that there was a wild party outside.
Scarlett asked, "Do you want to go back to the beach?" Logan shrugged.
"What've I got to lose?"
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Scarlett and Logan ran out of the hotel tot the beach. It was even prettier at night. The moon looked as if half in the water, and its light made everything glimmer. Scarlett sat down in the sand and motioned for Logan to sit down next to her.
"So James told me you already graduated," he said.
"So James told me you're from Minnesota."
"You first! Explain." Scarlett got into a comfortable position.
"Well, I went to school for a few years, but it wasn't for me so I started doing home school. It worked way better and my grades got higher and higher until I found out I had to skip eighth grade. Also, I started school a year earlier than most, so I graduated two years early. I might go to college, but it makes my head hurt to think about the future." Scarlett picked at some gravel in the sand. "What about you?"
"Well," Logan started, "I moved to Minnesota when I was four. I met James, Carlos, and Kendall in kindergarten. We go way back. Though we were an odd bunch, the four of us were inseparable. Then one day, Kendall got the opportunity to go to LA with Gustavo and we all started as the band Big Time Rush."
"So you guys have been together forever."
"Pretty much," he replied. "So where are you from?" Scarlett smiled at the question, thinking about her home town.
"I'm from New York. I lived in New York City my whole life until I decided I wanted to be famous. I would show all of the people who ever doubted me that I was amazing. But before that, I was just a little kid that liked to ride my bike around Central Park," she said.
"Why would someone doubt you?"
"I guess I was just a weird child," she admitted. "I didn't dress like the rest of the Broadway prima donnas that I went to school with. I liked to get in trouble a little too much, and sometimes, I even pretended I was a guest on a talk show. How creepy is that?" Logan chucked. Scarlett started taking off her jacket and tank top.
"What are you doing?" Logan asked. She stripped down to just underwear and ran into the ocean. Scarlett waved to him.
"Get over here!" she laughed. "The water's fine!" Logan took off his clothes-down to his boxers- and ran in after her. Scarlett splashed him playfully and Logan wrapped his arms around her waist. She giggled, trying to pull him off. He just held on tighter. She slowly turned to him, face to face, noses touching. Logan cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.
Meanwhile, the party inside was ending and the guys were looking for Scarlett and Logan. Kendall scratched his head, confused. Where could they be?
"I'll go look outside," James said. He looked around the driveway and the courtyard, but they weren't in either place. He was just about to give up hope when he saw two figures on the beach.
"Could that be them?" he said to himself. He got closer and his mouth dropped open. He was right, it was them. Not only that, they were half naked, making out. James trudged towards the couple, ready to confront them when he got a better idea. He took out his phone and found it 16 megapixel camera. Zooming in, he shot a short video and dialed the number of Justine Jacobs, the host of Just Joking.
"Hello?" he asked, "It's James Maslow…have I got a scoop for you."
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