*POP*
"What the-"
I bolted straight up to see Logan sitting at the foot of my bed with a confetti popper.
"Today's the day!" he laughed.
"Fingers crossed," I sighed.
"Please. They're gonna sign you in a heartbeat."
I smiled.
"Come on. Get dressed. I'm taking you out for breakfast before you record your demo," he told me.
I got out of bed, and Logan smiled. I looked down at my tank top and monkey shorts.
"Ok, you can leave the room now," I hinted.
He sighed jokingly and left. I went through my dresser. Too casual, too casual, trying too hard, aha!
I threw on a black cami, with my pink and black striped one shoulder shirt, and tight black capris. I threw on my flats and walked into the bathroom. I straightened my hair, took out and cleaned my retainer (yes, I have one. And cleaning it isn't my favorite morning activity...), and brushed my teeth. I applied a little makeup, and stepped out of the bathroom.
"How are you my girlfriend?" Logan commented when he saw me.
"You mean in the good way, right?"
"Yeah," he laughed, "You ready? The others have plans for today. I made sure, no worries."
"You're the best. I hope you're aware of this."
"Aware. Sophisticated! I like it."
I smiled.
"So where we goin' for breakfast?" I asked.
"You'll see."
We walked and talked, and eventually came up to a Cinnabon shop. He opened the door, and Kendall popped out of nowhere.
"Happy Free Cinnamon Roll Wednesday!" he said.
I laughed, "Wait, free? As in..."
"Yup! Marco, we need two more over here!"
"What, none for Logan?" I joked.
Logan chuckled.
"With the way I eat, I have NO idea how I keep my figure," I laughed.
"I gotta admit, I'm kinda jealous," Taylor said from behind me.
"Is everyone here?" I asked.
Logan nodded. I hugged him, and all 8 of us sat down to eat.
We joked around, and I got more nervous and time went on. Logan noticed, and I gave him an "I'll explain later" look. He nodded, and called for another cinnamon roll.
"You ok? You've only had three," Jillian noticed.
I nodded.
"Yeah... Just not that hungry."
"You? Not hungry? Bitch, please!" Taylor exclaimed.
I smiled.
We finished our cinnamon rolls and thanked Marco, walking out the door. We split up, and Logan walked me to his car. He opened the door, and I sat down.
"Why thank you!" I said in a British accent.
"You sure you grew up in Jersey? You seem to England pretty well," Logan laughed.
"Yup! All Jersey! I just REALLY wanna go to England. They have awesome accents!"
"Oh, like this?" he asked with a British accent.
I grinned.
"You looked kinda upset in the Cinnabon shop. Anything wrong?" he asked.
"Nah, just nervous. But maybe it'll go away when I'm inside the booth."
"You got this."
He pulled out if the lot, and turned on the radio. We sang along to a lot of the stuff, and by the time we got to the studio, I was pumped. I walked in, holding Logan's hand, each step filled with confidence.
"Oh, good. You're here. Step inside the booth. There's a checklist in there, naming the moods of the songs we'd like you to sing. You can choose whatever you want, within reason. We need at least one duet, and when the mic picks up sound, it will start to record. We'll be back in an hour. Good luck," a man, who reminded me of the actor who plays Arthur Griffin on BTR, told me.
My eyes widened when I saw the list:
1 party song, 1 break up song, 1 love song, 1 inspirational song, and 1 duet.
I decided on these songs: for party, "Young Forever" by The Ready Set, for break up, "Intermission" by BTR (Logan smiled when he saw that I picked that one), for love, "Today Was a Fairytale" by Taylor Swift, for inspirational, "Keep Holding On" by Avril Lavigne (I had no idea what they meant by inspirational, so I kinda guessed on that one), and for duet, "Count On You" by BTR and Jordin Sparks, which I would sing with Logan.
I handed the paper to the guy at the sound table, and stepped inside the booth.
"Young Forever is really synthesized... Are you sure bout doin' that one?" he asked me.
I nodded eagerly. I've sung this song a TON of times. I KNOW I can pull it off, synthesized or not. He pressed play, and I let my voice take over.
"Hey, hey, we'll be young forever,
We'll be young forever,
We'll be young forever til forever stops.
We're singing hey, hey, we'll be young forever.
Tonight we'll last forever til our bodies drop.
We can run, through the night,
Write our name up in the sky,
Got the music on our side,
Ain't nobody gonna catch us singin Hey, hey, we'll be young forever,
On the run forever and we'll never stop."
I finished the song, and the guy moved on to the next one.
"This song has four people singing it. You positive this is the one?"
Again, I nodded, and he pressed play.
"Oh!
I don't want it to be over,
But we need a break before,
You break my heart.
And oh!
We can't live this scene forever.
Right now you and me are better,
Better off apart.
But I'll still love you when the lights come up, for our intermission."
We moved on, song to song, and eventually, it came to "Count On You". Logan asked the sound guy to just take out Jordin and his parts in the song. He agreed, and we sang the song. When it was over, we got to hear my demo, to make sure it was exactly what I wanted.
"You. Are. AMAZING," Logan said.
I blushed.
"It's great. Thanks for being here," I told the guy.
Then, the "Arthur Griffin lookalike" came back.
"Is it ready yet?" he asked.
I nodded and handed it to him. He walked out without saying anything. Logan and I walked out to his car. He started driving out.
"So, you're gonna get a call in like three hours, so whadda ya wanna do while we wait?" Logan asked.
"I dunno. You have anything in mind?"
"Hmmm... Maybe we could just chill at the pier? We can think of something there."
"Sounds good!"
We pulled into the lot at the beach, and walked on the pier. I took off my flats, and dangled my feet over the water. Logan did the same, placing his arm on my shoulder.
*click*
I turned around, and saw people with cameras and notepads. I nudged Logan's shoulder. He turned around too.
"Oh, good! We have both of your attention! Would you mind a quick interview?" the woman asked.
I looked at Logan.
"Sure. I guess," he answered.
"So, who exactly IS she?"
"I'm Olivia. Logan's girlfriend," I answered.
"And how long have you two been going out?"
"It'll be a week tomorrow," Logan stated.
"We've heard... rumors about you Olivia. Ones about you and Kendall. Are they true?"
"Absolutely not! Kendall's a great guy, but I'm with Logan. And I'd NEVER cheat on someone like him."
"Good. You guys are adorable together!"
We both smiled.
"So do you have any big plans, Olivia? Any special reason you're in L.A.?"
"Well, my mom gave me two weeks to come to L.A. and decide if I really wanted to move out here to pursue my dream of being a musician. I'm kinda in the process of that now," I answered.
"Nice! That's all the questions we've got. Can we get a picture of the two of you?"
"Yeah, sure!" Logan answered.
We stood up, our backs to the Pacific.
*click!*
"Thanks guys!" she called as she walked away.
"What was that about?" I asked.
"J-14. I guess Rachel was scoping out L.A. for somebody."
I nodded, understanding.
"So what now?" he asked.
"Walk on the beach?"
He smiled and ran down the pier.
"Wait up!" I laughed, running after him.
He reached where the pier meets the sand, and set his shoes down. He backflipped onto the sand.
"Showoff!" I called, jumping off the pier.
I finally caught up to him, and we walked along the shore for a really long time. He almost pushed me in the water a few times, and I jumped on his back, just because. He sat down on the sand, and I fell off his back.
"Make this an epic night! We gon' do it right!"
I blushed at my ringtone (Logan got it for me) and answered my phone, a hopeful smile spreading across my face.
"Hello?" I greeted.
"Hi, is this Olivia Harris?" said the voice.
"That's me!"
"I'm calling about your demo."
"What about it?"
"We're going to sign you to our label! Congratulations."
"Thank you so much!"
"I hope you'll be writing as soon as possible! We should get a single released soon."
"Yes, thank you!"
"Have a nice day."
"You too! Bye."
They hung up, and I screamed.
"You got it!" Logan asked.
"Yup!"
He picked me up and spun me around.
"I knew you'd get it!"
"I gotta tell Krysta, Jill, and Taylor!"
"You can tell them at dinner tonight. I booked reservations at a restaurant, and then we're going somewhere else. It's a surprise to everybody, not just you."
"You are absolutely frickin' perfect."
"Nahhh..."
"Yes. You are."
"You hungry? It's time for lunch. Then you and me are gonna hang at my place and watch The Lion King, like I promised."
"Sure! That diner?" I pointed to that one very special diner.
He nodded, and we raced to it.
"No fair! You got a head start!" I teased.
"And this is why we're watching The Lion King."
"Oh hush! Maybe now I'll order a plate of chicken fingers!"
He laughed. We walked inside and grabbed a booth. A waitress came up, and Logan ordered an extra-large root beer, two straws. She came back a few minutes later with our soda. We both ordered burgers, and the waitress nodded and walked away.
"So why the one soda thing?" I asked.
"I dunno... I saw it in a movie."
I smiled.
"My whole vacation out here has been like a movie." I stated.
"If we were a movie, I'd be the best friend, that you'd fall in love with..."
"Dude, don't sing Hannah Montana songs in public."
He chuckled. We both went for a sip of the soda at the same time. We sat back and talked for a while. Finally, our burgers came, and I devoured my fries in a couple of minutes.
"Damn! I gotta admit, that's pretty sexy," Logan laughed.
"Oh, it turns you on, huh?" I joked.
"Oh hell yeah," he joked back.
I laughed and ate my burger. We finished around the same time.
"It's movie time!" he said.
"Yesss!" I exclaimed.
He paid the waitress and we walked outside to his car. I plopped down in the passengers' seat, and we drove to his house. I walked in the door, and sat down on the couch. He pulled a case of candy off a shelf and smiled.
"Oh my God! I just died and went to heaven!" I stated.
He sat down and pressed play. The story of Simba played on the screen, and it was just as amazing here as it was the hundred other times I've seen it. No joke, I literally watched that movie at LEAST a hundred times.
It ended, and it was almost 4:00 by the time I got back to the condo.
*ping!* "text from: Logan"
"oh, forgot to tell you. Wear something you can dance in. ;)"
Huh. I found Krysta watching TV on the couch.
"Dude get up. We have dinner reservations, and then we're going out somewhere. Wear something you can dance in," I said.
She nodded, "Ooh! I can wear my LBD with that neon-colored necklace you gave me!"
By the way, LBD stands for Little Black Dress, in case you didn't know.
I smiled and walked into my room.
Hmmm... What to wear... People say I look good in pink...
"Hey Krysta!" I called.
"Yeah?"
"Come here!"
"Kay!"
She walked through my door, already in her dress.
"Help me."
"With?"
"What should I wear?"
"Wear that pink dress."
She pointed to a very edgy pink dress that went down mid-thigh, and some silver jewelry.
"Thanks! Can you text Taylor and Jill what I told you?"
"Sure! No prob."
She walked out, and I got changed. I walked into the bathroom, where Krysta was already doing her makeup. I re-straightened my hair. I put on my makeup, and Krysta took the straightener.
"You know, Carlos is really cute," she said.
"Yeah, I guess so. But ya know, Logan's more my type," I laughed.
"Well duh. But do you think Carlos likes me?"
"I dunno. Maybe. Maybe we can find out tonight."
"I hope so. So where are we going exactly?"
"Logan won't tell me. He said dinner, then a surprise."
"Hm.. You know, I've never gotten dressed up to go somewhere on a Wednesday night."
"Me neither!"
I finished my makeup, and Krysta finished her hair as soon as we heard a knock at the door. We both walked over, ready to go.
"Damn! Lookin' good, baby," Logan said as I walked out the door.
I smiled, and took his hand as he led us to the car. It was crowded! Logan sat in the drivers' seat, James in the passengers', Jillian squeezed between him and the door, and the rest of us in the back. Krysta got squeezed next to Kendall, and I was against the window. Eight people in a 5-person car is NOT a good idea. But we still joked around and laughed and had fun.
Finally, we pulled up to the restaurant. The outside dec r was beautiful! It was stone, with rosebushes growing on trellises on the outside. We walked through the glass doors, and when we saw him, Krysta and I stopped dead in our tracks.
"Austin!"
"What the-"
I bolted straight up to see Logan sitting at the foot of my bed with a confetti popper.
"Today's the day!" he laughed.
"Fingers crossed," I sighed.
"Please. They're gonna sign you in a heartbeat."
I smiled.
"Come on. Get dressed. I'm taking you out for breakfast before you record your demo," he told me.
I got out of bed, and Logan smiled. I looked down at my tank top and monkey shorts.
"Ok, you can leave the room now," I hinted.
He sighed jokingly and left. I went through my dresser. Too casual, too casual, trying too hard, aha!
I threw on a black cami, with my pink and black striped one shoulder shirt, and tight black capris. I threw on my flats and walked into the bathroom. I straightened my hair, took out and cleaned my retainer (yes, I have one. And cleaning it isn't my favorite morning activity...), and brushed my teeth. I applied a little makeup, and stepped out of the bathroom.
"How are you my girlfriend?" Logan commented when he saw me.
"You mean in the good way, right?"
"Yeah," he laughed, "You ready? The others have plans for today. I made sure, no worries."
"You're the best. I hope you're aware of this."
"Aware. Sophisticated! I like it."
I smiled.
"So where we goin' for breakfast?" I asked.
"You'll see."
We walked and talked, and eventually came up to a Cinnabon shop. He opened the door, and Kendall popped out of nowhere.
"Happy Free Cinnamon Roll Wednesday!" he said.
I laughed, "Wait, free? As in..."
"Yup! Marco, we need two more over here!"
"What, none for Logan?" I joked.
Logan chuckled.
"With the way I eat, I have NO idea how I keep my figure," I laughed.
"I gotta admit, I'm kinda jealous," Taylor said from behind me.
"Is everyone here?" I asked.
Logan nodded. I hugged him, and all 8 of us sat down to eat.
We joked around, and I got more nervous and time went on. Logan noticed, and I gave him an "I'll explain later" look. He nodded, and called for another cinnamon roll.
"You ok? You've only had three," Jillian noticed.
I nodded.
"Yeah... Just not that hungry."
"You? Not hungry? Bitch, please!" Taylor exclaimed.
I smiled.
We finished our cinnamon rolls and thanked Marco, walking out the door. We split up, and Logan walked me to his car. He opened the door, and I sat down.
"Why thank you!" I said in a British accent.
"You sure you grew up in Jersey? You seem to England pretty well," Logan laughed.
"Yup! All Jersey! I just REALLY wanna go to England. They have awesome accents!"
"Oh, like this?" he asked with a British accent.
I grinned.
"You looked kinda upset in the Cinnabon shop. Anything wrong?" he asked.
"Nah, just nervous. But maybe it'll go away when I'm inside the booth."
"You got this."
He pulled out if the lot, and turned on the radio. We sang along to a lot of the stuff, and by the time we got to the studio, I was pumped. I walked in, holding Logan's hand, each step filled with confidence.
"Oh, good. You're here. Step inside the booth. There's a checklist in there, naming the moods of the songs we'd like you to sing. You can choose whatever you want, within reason. We need at least one duet, and when the mic picks up sound, it will start to record. We'll be back in an hour. Good luck," a man, who reminded me of the actor who plays Arthur Griffin on BTR, told me.
My eyes widened when I saw the list:
1 party song, 1 break up song, 1 love song, 1 inspirational song, and 1 duet.
I decided on these songs: for party, "Young Forever" by The Ready Set, for break up, "Intermission" by BTR (Logan smiled when he saw that I picked that one), for love, "Today Was a Fairytale" by Taylor Swift, for inspirational, "Keep Holding On" by Avril Lavigne (I had no idea what they meant by inspirational, so I kinda guessed on that one), and for duet, "Count On You" by BTR and Jordin Sparks, which I would sing with Logan.
I handed the paper to the guy at the sound table, and stepped inside the booth.
"Young Forever is really synthesized... Are you sure bout doin' that one?" he asked me.
I nodded eagerly. I've sung this song a TON of times. I KNOW I can pull it off, synthesized or not. He pressed play, and I let my voice take over.
"Hey, hey, we'll be young forever,
We'll be young forever,
We'll be young forever til forever stops.
We're singing hey, hey, we'll be young forever.
Tonight we'll last forever til our bodies drop.
We can run, through the night,
Write our name up in the sky,
Got the music on our side,
Ain't nobody gonna catch us singin Hey, hey, we'll be young forever,
On the run forever and we'll never stop."
I finished the song, and the guy moved on to the next one.
"This song has four people singing it. You positive this is the one?"
Again, I nodded, and he pressed play.
"Oh!
I don't want it to be over,
But we need a break before,
You break my heart.
And oh!
We can't live this scene forever.
Right now you and me are better,
Better off apart.
But I'll still love you when the lights come up, for our intermission."
We moved on, song to song, and eventually, it came to "Count On You". Logan asked the sound guy to just take out Jordin and his parts in the song. He agreed, and we sang the song. When it was over, we got to hear my demo, to make sure it was exactly what I wanted.
"You. Are. AMAZING," Logan said.
I blushed.
"It's great. Thanks for being here," I told the guy.
Then, the "Arthur Griffin lookalike" came back.
"Is it ready yet?" he asked.
I nodded and handed it to him. He walked out without saying anything. Logan and I walked out to his car. He started driving out.
"So, you're gonna get a call in like three hours, so whadda ya wanna do while we wait?" Logan asked.
"I dunno. You have anything in mind?"
"Hmmm... Maybe we could just chill at the pier? We can think of something there."
"Sounds good!"
We pulled into the lot at the beach, and walked on the pier. I took off my flats, and dangled my feet over the water. Logan did the same, placing his arm on my shoulder.
*click*
I turned around, and saw people with cameras and notepads. I nudged Logan's shoulder. He turned around too.
"Oh, good! We have both of your attention! Would you mind a quick interview?" the woman asked.
I looked at Logan.
"Sure. I guess," he answered.
"So, who exactly IS she?"
"I'm Olivia. Logan's girlfriend," I answered.
"And how long have you two been going out?"
"It'll be a week tomorrow," Logan stated.
"We've heard... rumors about you Olivia. Ones about you and Kendall. Are they true?"
"Absolutely not! Kendall's a great guy, but I'm with Logan. And I'd NEVER cheat on someone like him."
"Good. You guys are adorable together!"
We both smiled.
"So do you have any big plans, Olivia? Any special reason you're in L.A.?"
"Well, my mom gave me two weeks to come to L.A. and decide if I really wanted to move out here to pursue my dream of being a musician. I'm kinda in the process of that now," I answered.
"Nice! That's all the questions we've got. Can we get a picture of the two of you?"
"Yeah, sure!" Logan answered.
We stood up, our backs to the Pacific.
*click!*
"Thanks guys!" she called as she walked away.
"What was that about?" I asked.
"J-14. I guess Rachel was scoping out L.A. for somebody."
I nodded, understanding.
"So what now?" he asked.
"Walk on the beach?"
He smiled and ran down the pier.
"Wait up!" I laughed, running after him.
He reached where the pier meets the sand, and set his shoes down. He backflipped onto the sand.
"Showoff!" I called, jumping off the pier.
I finally caught up to him, and we walked along the shore for a really long time. He almost pushed me in the water a few times, and I jumped on his back, just because. He sat down on the sand, and I fell off his back.
"Make this an epic night! We gon' do it right!"
I blushed at my ringtone (Logan got it for me) and answered my phone, a hopeful smile spreading across my face.
"Hello?" I greeted.
"Hi, is this Olivia Harris?" said the voice.
"That's me!"
"I'm calling about your demo."
"What about it?"
"We're going to sign you to our label! Congratulations."
"Thank you so much!"
"I hope you'll be writing as soon as possible! We should get a single released soon."
"Yes, thank you!"
"Have a nice day."
"You too! Bye."
They hung up, and I screamed.
"You got it!" Logan asked.
"Yup!"
He picked me up and spun me around.
"I knew you'd get it!"
"I gotta tell Krysta, Jill, and Taylor!"
"You can tell them at dinner tonight. I booked reservations at a restaurant, and then we're going somewhere else. It's a surprise to everybody, not just you."
"You are absolutely frickin' perfect."
"Nahhh..."
"Yes. You are."
"You hungry? It's time for lunch. Then you and me are gonna hang at my place and watch The Lion King, like I promised."
"Sure! That diner?" I pointed to that one very special diner.
He nodded, and we raced to it.
"No fair! You got a head start!" I teased.
"And this is why we're watching The Lion King."
"Oh hush! Maybe now I'll order a plate of chicken fingers!"
He laughed. We walked inside and grabbed a booth. A waitress came up, and Logan ordered an extra-large root beer, two straws. She came back a few minutes later with our soda. We both ordered burgers, and the waitress nodded and walked away.
"So why the one soda thing?" I asked.
"I dunno... I saw it in a movie."
I smiled.
"My whole vacation out here has been like a movie." I stated.
"If we were a movie, I'd be the best friend, that you'd fall in love with..."
"Dude, don't sing Hannah Montana songs in public."
He chuckled. We both went for a sip of the soda at the same time. We sat back and talked for a while. Finally, our burgers came, and I devoured my fries in a couple of minutes.
"Damn! I gotta admit, that's pretty sexy," Logan laughed.
"Oh, it turns you on, huh?" I joked.
"Oh hell yeah," he joked back.
I laughed and ate my burger. We finished around the same time.
"It's movie time!" he said.
"Yesss!" I exclaimed.
He paid the waitress and we walked outside to his car. I plopped down in the passengers' seat, and we drove to his house. I walked in the door, and sat down on the couch. He pulled a case of candy off a shelf and smiled.
"Oh my God! I just died and went to heaven!" I stated.
He sat down and pressed play. The story of Simba played on the screen, and it was just as amazing here as it was the hundred other times I've seen it. No joke, I literally watched that movie at LEAST a hundred times.
It ended, and it was almost 4:00 by the time I got back to the condo.
*ping!* "text from: Logan"
"oh, forgot to tell you. Wear something you can dance in. ;)"
Huh. I found Krysta watching TV on the couch.
"Dude get up. We have dinner reservations, and then we're going out somewhere. Wear something you can dance in," I said.
She nodded, "Ooh! I can wear my LBD with that neon-colored necklace you gave me!"
By the way, LBD stands for Little Black Dress, in case you didn't know.
I smiled and walked into my room.
Hmmm... What to wear... People say I look good in pink...
"Hey Krysta!" I called.
"Yeah?"
"Come here!"
"Kay!"
She walked through my door, already in her dress.
"Help me."
"With?"
"What should I wear?"
"Wear that pink dress."
She pointed to a very edgy pink dress that went down mid-thigh, and some silver jewelry.
"Thanks! Can you text Taylor and Jill what I told you?"
"Sure! No prob."
She walked out, and I got changed. I walked into the bathroom, where Krysta was already doing her makeup. I re-straightened my hair. I put on my makeup, and Krysta took the straightener.
"You know, Carlos is really cute," she said.
"Yeah, I guess so. But ya know, Logan's more my type," I laughed.
"Well duh. But do you think Carlos likes me?"
"I dunno. Maybe. Maybe we can find out tonight."
"I hope so. So where are we going exactly?"
"Logan won't tell me. He said dinner, then a surprise."
"Hm.. You know, I've never gotten dressed up to go somewhere on a Wednesday night."
"Me neither!"
I finished my makeup, and Krysta finished her hair as soon as we heard a knock at the door. We both walked over, ready to go.
"Damn! Lookin' good, baby," Logan said as I walked out the door.
I smiled, and took his hand as he led us to the car. It was crowded! Logan sat in the drivers' seat, James in the passengers', Jillian squeezed between him and the door, and the rest of us in the back. Krysta got squeezed next to Kendall, and I was against the window. Eight people in a 5-person car is NOT a good idea. But we still joked around and laughed and had fun.
Finally, we pulled up to the restaurant. The outside dec r was beautiful! It was stone, with rosebushes growing on trellises on the outside. We walked through the glass doors, and when we saw him, Krysta and I stopped dead in our tracks.
"Austin!"