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Did anyone catch the Eurovision Song Contest 2011 last night?
Congratulations to Azerbaijan for winning and Italy for coming second. I found myself really wanting Sweden with Eric Saade to win but they came 3rd

"Those dirty girls, girls
Are gonna steal your heart away
Their naughty words, words
That take the devils breath away
Inside your world, world
Like plastic California
Those dirty girls, girls
Are gonna have their wicked way
With you."

Girls- Kids In Glass Houses

I elbowed Logan who whirled around, his eyes going wide as I went pale, fear gripping both of us.

"GHOST!" I shouted loudly, scrambling along the floor to try and get away from the fucking huge thing that was scaring the life out of me. James, Carlos and Kendall all came running into the room as Logan and I leeched onto each other, like I had with James when we watched Paranormal Activity, out cheeks pressed together as we stared up at the menacing wispy figure in front of us, my hands locked around Logan's neck as the freaking Ghostbusters took action.

"Ecto-vacuums go!" James shouted, all of them turning on their vacuums at once, aiming at the ghost as the things turned and started to hover away at a fast pace through a hallway, the guys following and pursuing the ghost as Logan and I jumped up, running over to the corner, still holding onto each other for dear life as we watched the guys run around the lobby, after the ghost, I ended up getting that freaked out I literally jumped into Logan's arms as the guys cornered the ghost in the middle of the lobby, shouting and using their vacuum cleaners, Logan stumbled forward with me in his arms, shaking violently when the wispy figure's deceased clothing came flying off to reveal the new girl, with a crafted head of a ghost and she was holding onto wooden sticks that were attached to the large ghostly hands.

No fucking way!

Logan stood next to the rest of the guys, me gawping at the girl weighing down Logan's arms slightly.

"The new girl?" The guys asked at the same time, turning their vacuums off.

"You were the ghost?" Logan asked clearing his throat halfway through his sentence trying to lower his voice as it was unbelievably high from all the girlish screaming we did in the corner.

"And I would've gotten away with it too!" She protested. "If it weren't for you... cute... hot meddling guys." Logan immediately dropped me to the floor as she said this, James giving her a suggestive wave as I looked up at her from the floor.

"And what am I? A sack of potatoes?" I grumbled, rubbing my sore ass as I jumped up, glaring slightly at the girl who made me so unbelievably paranoid it was untrue.

"Yeah... pretty much." The girl said sparing me a glance, giving an infatuated smile towards one of them, I followed her line of sight to see her looking at Kendall; she gave him a wink and raised her eyebrows. "Kendall, you can catch me any day."

Oh no she didn't!

"You want a piece of this?" I asked, staring straight at the girl's face, she was making me really angry for some reason. The feeling inside my gut swirling with blind anger towards her, all I wanted to do was fucking slap that bitch silly.

"Please, what you going to do, bitch slap me?" She said, raising her eyebrow. That was it. This bitch asked for it. I lunged at her, only to be held back by multiple arms as I struggled in their arms, thrashing against them as I balled my fist trying to punch her, giving her a murderous look. Her eyes went wide when she realised how vicious I was, taking a few large steps back to distance herself from me which was the only smart thing she's done since she's been here.

Yeah, you better back away skank.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She protested as I growled at her, still trying to fight Logan's and Kendall's hold around me. "I was only making a non-budget horror movie and used you as my cast! Look there are the cameras, I'm sorry!" She gave a worried look in my direction as I eventually started to calm down, settling with just imagining all of the things I wanted to do to her at this present moment. I knew the arms were going to stay locked around me, so I just folded my arms giving her a look full of hatred as I stared at her worried figure.

Wait? Why was I acting like such a bitch? Oh yeah, it was because she called me a sack of fucking potatoes and then called me a prissy girl.

I don't bitch slap.

I'm. No. Prissy. Girl.

"Are you guys mad?" She asked hesitantly, the hell we were, I opened my mouth to unleash a long consecutive chain of insults and curses at her but was cut off before I could even open my fucking mouth.

"Nah."

"I am." Logan said, obviously pissed off at the fact cameras caught him acting like a pansy.

"Please don't tell, it's way past my curfew and I broke a lot of Bitters' stuff." She pleaded desperately at all of us.

"We won't tell on one condition." I piped up, still leering at the girl. "God, will you both get your freaking hands off of me, I'm not gonna hit her." I shrugged out of their grasps forcibly. "You use your crazy ghost costume and green projector thing on this guy who won't leave their apartment." I said, trying to be civil to the girl, pointing towards the guys, watching their faces light up with smiles when they realised what my scheme entailed.

I still don't like her.

Fifteen minutes flew by quickly as we all went back up to the apartment, setting up my plan to get Gustavo out of the apartment for good. Her ghost costume was set up just above Gustavo's bed and the green lighting and the wind created an eerie atmosphere, she crouched behind the bed, attaching the Ghost's hands and things to a fishing line so she could operate the movements without actually being in the suit, I crouched behind the kitchen surface next to James, Logan and Kendall who held a microphone in his hands.

"Gustavo Rocque!" Kendal said into the microphone, which came out as a weird ghost voice, waking up Gustavo from his sleep as he stared up at the Ghost, his eyes going wide as he came to terms to what was going on. "Return to your mansion now!" Gustavo started to scream with terror, backing up into his mattress. "Go to your piano, and write some songs." Gustavo let out a stream of 'Ah's' as the ghost voice got spine-tingling lower and more frightening. "Return to your mansion now and write some songs!" James and Kendall ducked behind the counter as Gustavo let out one last scream, shouting ghost as he grabbed his suitcase and ran out of the apartment.

"And cut! That's a wrap!" She said smiling, coming out of her hiding place as did the rest of us, whooping and cheering with joy that we had finally gotten rid of Gustavo.

"What is going on? It's 3am in the morning!" Debra came storming into the apartment with a less than pleasant expression on her face, her pyjamas on covered by a gown she clung close to her body.

"Mom, this is Stephanie King." Kendall said, pointing to Stephanie over next to Gustavo's abandoned bed.

"She's the Palm Wood ghost." Carlos said, looking like he finally understood.

"Hey..." She said, waving at Debra.

"She helped us scare Gustavo, back to his mansion, oh yeah!" James said, causing the guys to go into a verbal fest of celebration at the end of his sentence, I just stood there, grinning at the whole situation, still a bit angry at Stephanie but in the end she was the one cowering away from me like a prissy girl so I wasn't going to waste my time on her. Debra smiled lightly.

"So Gustavo is going to write a great song and everything is going to be okay, well, I'm off to bed, again. Please just don't make any more noise, Katie and Asha have been up most of the night anyway talking nonstop about Mr. Kimberleigh's house." Wait... Asha has been in Griffin's house?

Since when?

Before I could even ask Debra she was already out of the apartment, returning to 2K.

"Well, I best be going now." Stephanie announced, stepping onto Gustavo's bed and un-strapping her costume from the ceiling which was surprisingly light and flexible. "Thank you guys for not telling Bitters, see you around." She said to the guys as she got the projector and wind machine off Logan and James.

"Bye Stephanie!" The guys all called as she walked out, closing the door behind her and once again the guys erupted into celebrations though this time they were hushed, trying not to waking anyone else up.

"Well, I'm off to get some beauty sleep." James said merrily jumping down the hallway to his room, overjoyed that no one would be awoken by Gustavo's snores in the middle of the night, though now it was practically the morning already.

The remaining four of us all mutually agreed to go to bed now as well, separating as we all went into their rooms.

"I still don't like that bitch." I grumbled to Kendall as he closed the door, going over to my duffel bag and pulling out an over-sized graphic t-shirt and some black sleep shorts.

"I know why." Kendall said idly, pulling out pyjamas of his own as I stood and turned, looking at him in the eye and frowning.

"Well yeah she called me a freaking sack of potatoes and then said that I was a prissy assed girl!" I exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the apartment door even though neither of us could actually see the door.

"And, you were jealous at the way she was looking at me." Kendall raised his eyebrows at me as my frown grew.

"Me? Jealous? Of you and her? Yeah right." I said, folding my arms ignoring the way Kendall looked at me and walked over, throwing his things on his bed. He stalked towards me, pulling the clothes out of my hands and throwing them on his bed as well, backing my body up against his wall, smirking.

"So you're telling me you're okay if I did this to her?" Kendall gazed into my eyes, moving his face down to my neck, invading the skin there, biting and nipping lightly on the most pleasurable parts of my neck.

He was playing unfairly.

"Yes." I managed to speak out in an even voice, trying to ignore the way my body heated up just from one touch from him.

"So you're fine if I made her writhe and beg?" He growled into my ear, making me shudder as his hot breath hit my ear, wrapping one arm around my waist the other one squeezing my behind roughly. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop me from making a noise as he licked the shell of my ear, going back to suck on my neck.

"Yessss." I hissed lightly as Kendall, already hard thrusted towards my centre that had started to react to the situation, Kendall's hand trailed from my ass to my leg where he smothered the skin that was exposed from wearing high waisted shorts, hitching my leg up on his hip and thrusting forward again, hitting the right place, my hands embedding themselves in his hair, groaning softly.

"You're fine if she made me moan out in ecstasy?" The way he said it was a challenge, changing the situation slightly making my mind imagine something I didn't want to see, her pleasuring him. Something overcame my body making me force my leg down out of his grasp and turn him around so he was pressed up against the wall.

"Hell no." I grinned at his bewildered expression, raising my hands to clamp around his neck and crush his lips to mine, feeling empowered as he groaned, slinking his arms around my waist as I devoured his mouth.

I was going to show him moaning out in ecstasy.

I pressed him closer to the wall, intensifying our kiss as I dragged my tongue over his bottom lip which tasted tangy, sucking his bottom lip and forcing my tongue into his mouth harshly even though he had already granted my entrance, my tongue fought his, clashing and entwining in a war of dominance, my nails scraped against his skull and pulled on his hair as I explored his mouth, leaving no place untouched. Kendall's tongue eagerly met mine when they rejoiced, matching every thrust and every curl as he groaned into my mouth.

"Fuck." Kendall moaned when I finally broke the kiss, leaving a trail of vicious wet kisses down his neck, sucking ferociously and nibbling lightly high up on his neck, my hands left his head to make acquaintance with the throbbing member against my stomach. He gasped and grunted loudly as I squeezed his jean covered cock in my hands furiously rubbing on it and continuing to suck on his neck. Kendall's hisses were becoming louder as he forced his hips rhythmically into my hands as I trailed my tongue up to his jaw.

Kendall groaned at the loss of contact as I brought him as close as possible then abandoning his straining cock, running my hands up to the hem of his thin t-shirt, helping him get out of it, throwing it over my shoulder, not caring where it landed.

The new exposed skin became instantly smothered by my touch, feeling the toned and warm skin under my hands as I trailed my hands up his defined abs, my lips going back to his neck, building up a line of hot kisses and nips down his neck, straight through the middle of his hairless chest, running my nails over his nipples, scratching them slightly, hearing Kendall moan and jerk ever so slightly at the rough treatment to a sensitive area. His breath became more forced as my hands unbuckled his belt quickly and my mouth played along his stomach, torturing his body. I unbuttoned his skinny jeans, pulling the zipper down over the taut denim, kisses stopping for a few moments as I pulled them down, throwing the offending material away. I straightened myself out, standing up properly and pulling down Kendall's head to my lips, giving him a heated and dominant kiss with an insistent hunger to prove to Kendall that I could make him feel pleasure just like he had let me feel it two days ago in this very room. Kendall's arms slid around my waist as I forced my hips into his, both of us moaning at the pleasure that surged through our bodies, not satisfied with the clothing barrier my hands slipped into the confines of Kendall's boxers, breaking the kiss as my hands wrapped around the base of his smooth dick, feeling the heat radiating off his cock and the constant hisses he emitted boosting my confidence as I slid my hands up and down his shaft. Slowly but forcibly, finding a rhythm coating his cock in the pre cum from the head, brushing my thumb over the head multiple times. Kendall started to hum in pleasure as the strokes sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout his body, my lips sucking on his Adam's apple, beginning to quicken the pace. I moved both hands up and down his long slender dick. Kendall's humming and grunting grew, his hips shamelessly jerking into my ministrations which created more friction. As the throbbing grew intense and the thrusts becoming stronger and quicker my hands went to their maximum speed, rubbing his cock in all the right places.

"Shit, I'm so close." Kendall gritted out as both of my hands moved in a rapid pace, touching all of the heated and tight skin, relishing in the feeling of power as Kendall started to pant, groaning loudly as his orgasm grew closer and closer, finally hitting the edge when my nails drifted along the length of his cock in a sensitive place.

"Fuck Echo." Kendall growled out my name, crashing his hips into my hands with all of his might as his orgasm took hold over his body. As his thrusting eventually ceased, his breathing the only sound in the room as I let him calm down, pulling out my hands from his boxers, kissing all over his neck that was perpetrated slightly with salty sweat.

"I'm not finished yet." I told him after his breathing returned to normal, rubbing my hips against his, encouraging a throaty groan from Kendall. Grasping the waistband of his boxers I pulled them down, Kendall kicked them off into the distance. My hands ran over his skin as I rocked into his body at an agonizing slow pace for the both of us, kissing over his hot body feeling Kendall grow harder and bigger as I continued. My lips made a path down his body when I knew he was ready, crouching down as the kisses got lower and lower my hands raking down his skin until I reached my destination.

His dick was thin but long, the taut skin showing that Kendall definitely needed this. I gazed up at Kendall who was looking down at me, clearly not ashamed or embarrassed at any of this; his eyes were clouded with a darker visual of lust. I looked away from him, concentrating on the throbbing member before me. I licked my lips to ready myself, leaning forward giving one simple lick from the under base of his cock to the head, letting my tongue glide over the head of his manhood which caused Kendall to shudder. I repeated the action twice more, Kendall's pleasurable grunts and moans filling the room. He let out a growl and his hands buried themselves in my hair as my lips wrapped around his cock, slipping it into my mouth as far as possible, and my hands covered the areas I couldn't reach. I started off gently, pulling my lips away from my member then pushing my mouth onto his dick, my hands beginning to rub his skin as the speed gradually increased, sucking lightly on the member as Kendall started to thrust into my mouth, he set the rhythm himself as my mouth was forced onto his dick as Kendall's grunts and groans grew louder and louder, his cock throbbing harder and harder, my mouth working quicker and quicker. My hands desperately rubbed against his cock at a mirrored speed to his thrusting, I ignored the pain as Kendall got closer and closer to his orgasm-I was never someone who could properly deep throat- his member hitting the back of my throat at a brutal pace, making me go slightly dizzy as his hands pulled my hair, beginning to lose himself in the feeling.

"Echo." Kendall groaned out in the ecstasy I was waiting for, luckily I was ready as he jerked violently into my throat, shooting his load into my probably now bruised throat. I just about managed to swallow it all as Kendall's orgasm left his body, his head returning to reality. His manhood becoming flaccid as it slid out of my mouth, my throat throbbing in slight pain as I stood up, clearing my throat before I spoke.

"I would like to see her try." I said simply, turning and grabbing my clothes and retreating to Kendall's bathroom and closing the door behind me.

I know this isn't going to end well, this whole doing each other yet we're just friends, if that but I couldn't find the want to regret what had just happened.

After all I'm a teenager right.

I'm already fucking sleeping with him, literally.

We do reckless things and I guess I have just got to learn to have fun, starting from tomorrow.

There was an unstoppable small smile of victory on my face when I had changed and walked back into Kendall's room, noticing that his clothing articles were not strewn all over the floor anymore as I put my things in my bag.

Kendall was already pretty much asleep, the events of what just happened and Gustavo disrupting his sleep finally getting to him. He looked serene while he was sleeping, at peace. Not focusing on flirting, singing or not getting kicked out of the Palm Woods. Already, over four days I had had the most hectic time and the most stressful and spontaneous time I have ever had in the past year.

I couldn't help to anticipate and fret over what the next four days would bring me

/

I blinked as I woke up from my slumber. I glanced at Kendall, he was sleeping soundly still from when I had found him last night, the peaceful look still present on his face. I disentangled our legs which were the only things that had been touching and sat up on the bed, stretching as I did.

My throat was throbbing painfully from last night's activities, something I had been expecting after how rough Kendall was in all honesty. Least I got my point out to him.

And it wasn't any major damage; I would be able to cope with the throbbing as it would fade eventually.

I walked over to my duffel bag, taking out low waisted dark blue denim shorts that were rolled up on the leg, a plain light blue button up and a dark brown thin belt. I closed the bathroom door as quiet as possible, quickly stripping and putting on the plain, simple, white lingerie. I shrugged on the blue shirt, buttoning it up until I had a small 'v' of cleavage, rolled up the shirt sleeves to my elbow and tucked the shirt into the low waisted shorts, slipping the belt through the loops allocated around the denim and buckling it up.

(AN: As usual, the outfit is on my profile : ) )

After I had cautiously put my things away, -afraid I would wake Kendall with one hear-able noise- I picked out my make-up and straightners plugging them in and setting them on the table adjacent to the bathroom so I could look through the doorway as I did my hair.

By the time I had finished it was 10am. I had gone for a sleek look for a change, not killing my hair's roots by backcombing viciously and I had applied little make-up to how Camille had. –Though adding more eyeliner-

I had managed to slip out of Kendall's room without causing too much of a problem, putting on some plain black flip-flops as I stood out of the door. I walked down the hallway to be greeted with Logan, sitting on the orange couch watching some random morning new show.

"Morning." I chirruped to Logan, sitting next to him, he was already changed and an empty cereal bowl suggested he had been up for a while; he was wearing dark jeans a black t-shirt and a grey cardigan.

I was happy that the orange couch was back and all of Gustavo's things must have been moved out of the apartment. Freedom at last.

"Hey, milks in the fridge cereals in the cabinet next to it. Bowls are under the sink." Logan said simply, flashing me a friendly smile, I nodded thanking him and getting up to follow what Logan had told me.

"Good sleep?" I asked to make conversation as I crouched to pull out a bowl and a silver, metal spoon.

"Did you?" I raised my eyebrow and turned around from where I now was –at the fridge- to give Logan a questioning look, his eyes were at the TV. I shrugged to myself, taking out the chilled milk and placing it on the counter as I glanced over the choice of cereal, settling for a childhood favourite- Froot Loops. I poured in a small amount in the bowl; my throat already agitated so eating a lot of rough textured foods wouldn't really help it. It didn't hurt to speak, just a little when I swallowed so I was going to have to wait until the Froot Loops went soggy.

"Yeah, didn't you?" I persisted, wondering why Logan wouldn't answer such a simple question. I put away the milk and closed the cabinets walking over to sit down next to Logan again.

"Well, until about 3am there were noises in the apartment." Logan said airily, still staring at the TV even though it was the ad break.

"Was there, I didn't hear any." I said through a mouthful of cereal.

"Really? Because they were more like grunts and they were coming from Kendall's room." I started to choke on the Froot Loops, coughing violently as Logan just grinned at me, giving me the 'know-it-all' smile. Each cough hurt more as my throat constricted painfully.

Fuck.

"Really... Nothing weird could be heard in there last night." I said when I finally cleared my throat, my face red with embarrassment and the fact I nearly died and Logan didn't lift a finger to help me.

I could've died!

"Sure." Logan chuckled, picking up his bowl and walking over to the kitchen. This is so unbelievably embarrassing. Not once, but twice Logan has had this little talk with me.

"So... What's going on today?" I asked, desperately trying to change to conversation unable to sit through the awkward silence with overly peppy newsreaders filling up the background noise.

"Well we have to go to the studio anyway because of the new song that Gustavo should have written by now and probably record it. So pretty much a whole day at the studio." Logan shrugged, placing his things in the dishwasher.

"Morning everyone." I turned my head around to see Carlos with his signature helmet, ready for the day. A happy smile planted on his face as he walked over to Logan, getting his breakfast.

"Hey Carlos."

"Morning!" James cam strutting into view, looking his usual groomed self, a wide smile placed on his face as he walked over to the fridge, Logan walking back over to me and coming to sit down.

"What we doing today?" Carlos asked through a mouthful of Lucky Charms, following as Logan had to sit on the orange couch.

"Studio for Gustavo's new song." Logan told him, pulling out his phone as he did, must have a new message. "Echo, you're coming too. Griffin wants to talk to you, alone."

Great.

I would rather watch Big Time Rush have a recording day and listen to the songs that want to make me stab myself.

Hey, just cause... 'Things' are going on between me and Kendall doesn't mean I have to declare myself a fan or a super fan of Big Time Rush.

"Morning." Kendall walked in wearing dark blue jeans, chequered red and white shirt, unbuttoned to show a grey t-shirt underneath and a grey beanie.

Beanies are more like condom hats...

Jesus, do they all get up at the same time or something, it's uncanny how they have just walked in one after the other.

"Morning." Carlos and James mumbled through eating as Logan gave me another one of his looks, raising both of his eyebrows at me as he caught me staring at Kendall's ass.

In my defence Kendall Knight had a sexy ass.

"Have a good sleep?" Logan asked much to my discomfort, gluing my eyes to the TV, watching Kendall's secret smile from the kitchen as his response.

"Yeah, good to have Gustavo out of here."

"Oh, I bet." I discreetly elbowed Logan for that, causing him to be winded and a winning smirk brightening up my face.

"What's on the agenda today?" Kendall asked as I kept my eyes off of him so Logan wouldn't have anything to embarrass me about.

"Studio for Gustavo's new song, Griffin wants to talk with Echo." Logan said simply as I finished my bowl, standing up to walk over to the kitchen, brushing past Kendall as I did. I gazed up at him, he just grinned as we walked past each other. Logan gave me a scrutinizing look and Kendall sat down where I had been sitting as I placed my stuff in the dishwasher.

"Don't you guys think it's awesome that Echo is Griffin's daughter, I thought Griffin was his surname?" Carlos exclaimed as he took one last huge mouthful of his Lucky Charms, grinning to everyone in the room, I scoffed loudly, shaking my head causing eyes to look at my facial expression of distaste towards Griffin.

"Believe me; it's not awesome that I'm Griffin's daughter. Besides, his real name is Arthur Griffin Kimberleigh. Everyone just calls him Griffin." I rolled my eyes at how everyone calls him Griffin; I had never seen anyone call him Arthur.

"Ooh, touchy. Hey Kendall, is she on her period?" My eyes flew up to Carlos, glaring at him slightly though he only showed an innocent expression. Logan coughed to try and cover the laugh that had bubbled to the surface while Kendall just smirked while he chewed on his cereal, James just reading some Man Fashion magazine, stroking his hair like a cat as he did.

Bastards.

"Yeah Kendall, I'm sure you know." Logan quipped not bothering to hide his chuckle at all.

"What time do we have to be at the studio?" I asked Logan, giving him a glare when his amused eyes met my icy blue ones.

"11:30."

"Well then, let's go or we'll be late." I said, trying with all my might to change the conversation topic of what it was most likely ended up to fall upon and trying to get to Rocque Records. I'd rather face a talk with Griffin then this.

"But I haven't finished my breakfast." Kendall protested as I urged Logan up, literally pushing him out the door, James next. Carlos just ran out the room shouting 'It's her time of the month!' as he did, closing the door behind him in fear I would go out and rip his head off because you know, that's what girls do when they're on their periods, rip people's heads off and turn into cannibals... completely fucking normal behaviour for me anyway.

"You only have about three mouthfuls left I think you can live without that much." I told him, rolling my eyes and folding my arms as Kendall stood up, placing the bowl on the coffee table, forgetting about it.

"Jealousy brings out the best in you." Kendall smirked as my face decorated itself with a slight tinge of red, what I did last night was completely out of character for me, I wasn't someone to get jealous.

"Please, I wasn't jealous of her." I said, turning to walk to the door trying to get out of the confrontation I really didn't want to have, Kendall's hand clasped around my wrist which effectively stopped me from walking out.

"Don't deny it. Either way last night was great." Kendall said, pulling on my wrist slightly so I would face him, the numbing in my throat reminding me how rough Kendall was, though I'd never act like a pathetic girl and tell him that he had hurt me.

With one look into his bright forest green eyes I pulled my wrist out of his touch and walked out of the apartment, catching up with the guys who had made a slow decent down the hallway towards the elevator.

They were talking about the anticipated new song that Gustavo had written for them, betting on what it would be about and things along a similar line.

By the time Kendall had caught up we were all in the elevator, I went back into how I should be, not bothering if he stood next to me or not, not bothering what he did or what he said.

Neutral feelings towards him?

And now I'm acting like I really am on my freaking period.

/

"Dogs, harmonies for 10 minutes as a warm up, Kelly will observe. I'll show you the song then. Go!" Gustavo shouted as soon as we walked into his office. Kelly ordered the guys into the practise room, telling them which song they were going to practise after harmonizing. I looked at Gustavo.

He looked stressed, I mean he was so happy go lucky when he was at the apartment and I had never seen this expression on his face, he was rubbing his cheeks with his palm, staring down at a piece of paper.

"Uh, are you okay Gustavo?" I asked quietly, stay put where I was standing; opposite him while he was sitting down at his expensive shiny desk.

"No Cat I'm not! I haven't finished this song and your daddy is going to be here in 10 minutes to talk with you and then listen to the song!" He nearly screamed at me, the stress clearly getting to him.

"Maybe I can help." I said hesitantly, Gustavo still intimidated me but he didn't seem that bad, the fact that he treated Big Time Rush like actual dogs made me smile.

"I don't think so, what are you going to do?" He asked angrily as if I wouldn't make a difference to his song, a challenge.

Just like last night...

Another challenge I was determined to succeed at.

"Give me that paper and sit at that piano, I am your boss's daughter and you're in need of help." I said seriously to Gustavo, my lips in a firm straight line as he looked up from the half destroyed single sheet of paper.

He seemed to be shocked at my change of behaviour but got up nonetheless, passing me the paper as he sat down at the piano and I stood next to him.

"Sing me what you got." I said glancing over the lyrics, not really surprised that they were about wanting to be with a girl, it always entailed that fan girl factor, the thing that they love in songs.

Gustavo started to play the piano and started to sing.

"I promised I would be there
I swear I'm on my way
I know you may not hear me
But that's the price I'll pay

And I don't know
how I would ever go
all alone walking on my own

Like angels, you were floating to me
and that's how it should be

'Cause I don't wanna waste another moment
I don't wanna pay for things unspoken
I just wanna reach with arms wide open
Take a shot in the dark, to be where you are..."

Gustavo was a talented man. He could play the piano amazingly and sing pretty well too. Even though he wasn't the kind of person I would picture writing these songs.

"So after the main part of the chorus with the pattern of Big Time Rush's song you want another interchangeable second chorus if you get what I mean to add to that. Then I'm thinking a bridge area so you have the contrast another verse still in the contrasted tempo or dynamics and then back to the chorus?" I asked simply as I examined the lyrics again, sticking them in my mind and thinking of new lines that would still be within the mood of the song.

"That's exactly what I need, how did you-"

"I was forced into singing a few years back as you can imagine and I still have music lessons at school. I'm not stupid." I interrupted him, smiling slightly as I had taken him by surprise with my knowledge.

Maybe Gustavo wasn't really that mean as he made himself out to be.

"So you've got: I just wanna reach with arms wide open-"

"Wow, you can't sing!" Gustavo said loudly.

Gee, thanks.

Bastard.

Okay, maybe I am tone deaf but I was trying to help him here, I'm not a freaking miracle, I shouldn't really belong around here. I can't dance. I can't sing. I can barely act.

"Look, I'm trying to help. So the last line is- Take a shot in the dark, to be where you are..." I spoke the lyrics in the style of the song giving up on singing knowing that I would probably cause Gustavo severe hearing damage if I continued. "How about if you kept everything exactly the same in the way you played the piano and just added another verse but in the same style as the chorus, as I've said like an interchangeable chorus. And as you're talking about all this wanting for a girl and how sincere the first person is in this song you have to add a time element. It's like writing. You have a start, middle and an end. In the start you use topic sentences and introductions to what you main points are going to be about which is the verses and then you have the middle. Now, the middle is where most of the action, drama, romance and tragedy happens, the storyline comes out and the story actually comes alive in a world of its own; it starts to have a theme. You've began your theme with an element of time, emotion and actions. As it's the chorus you have to carry on with those themes, so for the time you could have- 'I don't wanna watch the world keep changing' that's ten syllables, so it practically the same as the first line of the chorus, see where I'm going?" Gustavo just stared up at me, his eyebrows shooting up nearly touching his hairline as I explained the logic and using the song as the way I wrote seeing as I had planned to become an author writing I guess was something I was passionate about.

Gustavo lunged forward, grabbing the piece of paper out of my hands and running over to his desk to pick up a pen, sitting back at the piano and scribbling down what I had said.

"Keep going." Gustavo said his pen positioned at the page waiting for more words to come out of my mouth.

"Uh, okay. So you're next elemental theme was emotion. Fan girls breed off guys who sing about their feelings and their hearts mostly if they are singing about them or whatever. So using that as the point of creation for the next lines you could use 'When I'm not with you my heart keeps shaking.'" Gustavo wrote down what I had said word for word.

I finally felt of some importance, all I had done this week was fucking nothing apart from causing havoc so actually doing something useful boosted my morale immensely.

"Keep going!"

"Okay! Um and then you have action and if a guy is upset I guess they get stressed really easily like you just have and they do things unintentionally so if you use 'Cover up my eyes and just stop pacing.' As the third line and then jus repeat 'Take a shot in the dark, to be where you are.' That will give you an easy follow up to the bridge." Gustavo wrote down my last line and then played the piano, going over what I had come up with.

"That's perfect though now I just have five minutes to finish the REST OF THE SONG!" Gustavo starts to worry again, the creases on his forehead a major sign.

"Look, it's easy to do the ending, most of the time it's the easiest part. Seeing as at the start of the song you have the whole promise thing so maybe you could interpret that into the first bridge. Look-" I pointed to the first set of scribbles. "If you change that around, change it from the future to the present you'll have 'I promise you I wanna be there. I'm gonna be there.' As the first two lines. Do you want the words to rhyme?"

"I JUST WANT TO FINISH THE SONG! FOUR MINUTES LEFT!"

"Okay! Jesus! Just add the element of question if you are in a hurry so 'No matter what happens. No matter how tragic.' And there you have the first bridge, for the second contrasting bridge."

"THE CLOCK IS TICKING LOUDLY!"

"Yes! Use that! 'The clock is ticking. The world is spinning. Our lives are passing us by.' And then go back into the chorus and you're done!" I said quickly all in one breath.

"Ah, Echo, you came." Gustavo and I both turned to see Griffin standing there with two of 'his people' that went basically everywhere with him. "Let us talk in here in privacy Gustavo, it will take about ten minutes and then we'll all sit in the recording studio next to the practise room. I want to see a full song and dancing." Gustavo sprinted out of the room as soon as Griffin had spoken.

Good luck Gustavo.

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