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Chapter 2
It was a normal day for everyone at the Palm Woods; everyone was either laughing, laying out by the pool, or just out having fun: but not four teenage boys. Carlos, Kendall, Logan, and James were sitting on their sofa, fuming mad at the sudden news they received a few days ago. They were FORCED to have some stranger move in with them, and not only that, become a new member of their band.
"I can't BELIEVE this!" James snapped "Why does Gustavo want us to have another member?"
"YEAH, we were fine on our own! WE don't need some strange guy in OUR house, in OUR band!" Kendall said, absolutely steaming through the ears.
"I don't know guys, maybe having someone new won't be all that bad." Carlos said low enough for everyone to hear.
"WHAT?" Kendall and James practically said together, now focusing their anger on Carlos
"I agree with Carlos," Logan, the most level headed of the four said. "It won't be the same, but having someone new will make things more fun and interesting." Logan completed.
"I don't know, I just don't like the thought of us having to become friends with some possible weirdo." Kendall said.
James, on a few rare occasions, had an idea.
"Then we go in there and tell Gustavo that WE get to pick who becomes the new member!"
Everyone looked at James quizzically before Logan chimed in.
"That's not a bad idea. Gustavo has already made it clear that we're DEFINITELY gonna get a new member, so why not let it be someone we approve of?" Logan finished standing up and heading for the door.
"You guys coming with or what?" Logan asked, turning around as he was about to turn the door knob.
The three remaining guys looked at each other, deciding whether or not to go. All of a sudden, Carlos jumped up, shoved on his helmet, tapped twice for good luck, and ran towards the door. The remaining two members followed suit as they were all on their way to Rocqué Records.
….OVER AT Rocqué Records….
"Kelly, have the OCR meeting set for 5:30 and reschedule my meeting with the produ-"
Gustavo was about to finish his sentence when four angry boys burst through the double doors into his office. He was currently in no mood for any foolishness from the dogs.
"What in the he-"
"No! You listen to us!" Kendall yelled before Gustavo could finish his sentence.
Gustavo and Kelly were shocked. This wasn't the first time the boys were angry with him for whatever he did that week, but never in his 2 years of managing them have had had he ever dealt with this level of anger. He was kind of impressed that his dogs were finally learning to stand up for themselves.
"Ok, you have 45 seconds." Gustavo said, trying to hold back his obvious frustration.
The boys were shocked! Normally by now, Freight Train would've already thrown them out on their asses; Logan shook his head to recompose his thoughts.
"Obviously, all four us are pissed that we have to have a complete stranger come into our home and band," Logan started.
"And your point is?" Gustavo added before Logan could finish his sentence.
"SO, we propose that we, meaning Kendall, Carlos, James, and myself, have the final say so in who we want to be in our band and more into our home." Logan finished, smirking in victory like he just defeated the biggest opponent of his life.
Gustavo looked at all four boys, and then back to Kelly, who just shrugged in response. "Alright, fine." Gustavo said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"WHAAA?" All four boys said together, shocked and confused as to why Gustavo, yes GUSTAVO would give in that easily.
Before they could ask why, as if Gustavo had mind reading powers, he said, "I was already going to give you dogs final say so; I'm impressed at you dogs for finally growing a pair."
If the boys weren't already confused, they were downright stupefied.
'Gustavo agreeing with us, and commending us?' Kendall thought to himself.
"BUT DON'T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN! IF YOU DOGS INTERUPT ME WHILE I'M WORKING AGAIN, I'LL SKIN YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS, AND HANG YOU NEXT TO MY GOLD ALBUMS, NOW GET THE HELL OUT!?" Gustavo screamed, noticing that the dogs left his presence in record breaking time.
"Wow. 3.2 seconds, that's a new record." Kelly said chuckling, as she mock checked her watch.
-The Next day-
Will's POV
"Wow, I'm finally in L.A." I say to myself, as I look up at the Hollywood sign.
"Everything seems bigger and faster than back home, and I'm from Chicago!" I chuckled to myself.
Now all I have to do is find the studio where the auditions are being held. I always prided myself with being good with directions, so this shouldn't be a hassle. I start to walk down Sunset Boulevard, staring at the stars on the sidewalk.
'Michael Jackson, Bruno Mars, Lady Gaga, Beyoncé, all my idols are on this walkway, and someday, I hope to be too.' I thought as I turned the corner and stared at a huge, luxurious hotel/resort.
The Palm Woods- I had made it to the hotel provided with auditions, and free I might add! Pops was ecstatic that he didn't have to pay extra for a hotel. Hell, I was too!
As I walked into the front entrance, I saw three stuck up girls lounging by the pool, with three idiot guys trying to offer them drinks, a crazy looking lumberjack dude trying to get rid of a hornets nest, and a middle school aged girl with a snow cone stand.
"Wow, things are pretty animated here." I chuckle to myself as I head inside to the front desk.
As I approached the desk, there was a heavy, middle aged white guy taking a nap against his chair. I didn't want to be rude and wake him, but I had to get my room key somehow, so I rang the bell.
When I rang the bell, he jumped up and threw the sandwich he had half eaten at the opposite wall, almost attacking an elderly lady in the process.
"Sorry Mam! Enjoy the free complementary brunch!" The dude behind the desk yelled, receiving a few choice words in return.
"Can I help you?" The man said, obviously irritated and annoyed.
"Uhh, yes, I'm here to check into my room. Name's Will Jay, I'm here for the contest picking the new member of BTR." I said with confidence.
"Oh, great! Another kid to look after, and clean after, and do paper work after." The guy said, rambling about more stuff that I didn't care to listen to.
"Here's your room keys, you get three. ONLY three. If you lose them, too bad. Your stay is for a week, and if you are picked to be a new member, you'll move into those kids apartment. No loud music, no parties, no loud chewing, no loud ANYTHING! My name is Mr. Bitters, if you need anything call #332, so DON'T NEED ANYTHING!" Mr. Bitters said.
"Thanks man, here is a tip," I said, as Mr. Bitters eagerly held out his hand, "next time, wipe the mustard from your mouth before being greeted by a customer." I said laughing as I picked up my bag and headed for the elevator.
"Hmm apartment 2L, where are you?" I say to myself, as trekked through the long corridor styled hallway.
"It's three doors that way, bro." A voice behind me said.
"Thanks bro-"As I turned around to say it, I was standing in front of Carlos!
'Oh SHIT! I'm standing in front of CARLOS!' I screamed, like a thirteen year old fan girl inside.
"No problem, you must be new here? I haven't seen you before." Carlos said, leaning against the wall with his helmet twirling around his finger.
"Uhhh Yeah! I'm actually here for you guy's contest! My name's Will!" I said a little too enthusiastically.
"Nice to meet you, Will! But, how did you know I was in Big Time Rush?" Carlos asked, puzzled.
"Well, one: you guys are famous; music videos, commercials, concerts, two: you just told me haha, and three: you're Carlos Garcia! I follow you on Instagram anyways." I said, as I slid the key card into my door.
"Oh yeah, sometimes I forget I'm famous," He said, rubbing the back of his neck, "but I guess that just means it doesn't change who I am." He said, flashing his insanely white teeth.
"Yeah, when I win the contest, I'm always gonna remember where I came from too, and all of the people who helped me along the way!" I said, giving him the same cheeky grin in return.
"How do you know your gonna win?" Carlos asked with a smirk.
"Because I'm the best here! Not to toot my own horn! And uhh, well not better than you guys, cause you guys are pretty awesome. I mean not pretty awesome, but just awesome, better yet AMAZING…. I'm just gonna stop talking now." I look down, already having embarrassed myself.
"Hahaha, no, I get you. You're confident but not cocky. That's great." Carlos said, as he walked closer toward me.
"I'm probably not supposed to do this because I am a judge in the contest, and you're a contestant, but why don't you come hang with me later, I'll give you the grand tour of the Palm Woods!" He exclaimed with excitement.
"How can I say no to special treatment from a celebrity?" I said with about 300% enthusiasm.
"Hey, when I'm not singing, I'm just regular Carlos! But here's my cell number," Carlos said, as he programed his number in my phone, "I'll text you later today when I think you'll be done settling in, and I'm home from rehearsals, sounds cool?"
"Yeah, that sounds great, see ya then." I said as I waved to Carlos as I entered my room.
-Carlos POV-
"Wow, who would've thought that one of the contestants would actually be cool." I thought to myself, as I went inside the apartment.
Inside were Kendall and Logan watching T.V., while James was testing out a new Cuda Man product.
"Hey, Los, where have you been all morning?" Kendall asked puzzled.
"Yeah, I never seen you up this early before!" Logan chuckled, changing the channel to MTV.
"I thought it might've been a good idea to check out the contestants checking in for the contest, you know, to see what we're dealing with." I said, sitting next to Logan.
"Wow, Carlos, I'm impressed. That was actually a great idea." Logan said, staring at me.
"I'm not a total idiot! Anyway, I checked everyone out, and I actually only found one that was 100% normal. His name is Will, he's about Kendall's height, and he seems pretty chill." I said as I grabbed the bowl of cheese puffs from Kendall and ate a handful.
"Hmm. Seems pretty cool, we'll have to hang out with him before the contest starts this weekend." James said, finally imputing into the conversation.
"I already volunteered to give him a tour of the Palm Woods later today after rehearsals." I pointed out.
"Good thinking!" Kendall said, "We can get to know him, and see if he's alright. Agreed?"
"Agreed." Everyone including myself sang in harmony.