Sorry I took so long :/ Major fricken writer's block. And I had lots of things going on ._. I'm so sorry, and I hope you all forgive me Dx

Amalix: Lol Charlie is fun. Thank you so much for reviewing o.o and hey look… I updated :D

Schmidten: Lol I have no idea… I'm 5'1 and I'm a size 5 but my sister who is 5'0 or 5'1 is a size 8 o.o I guess it all depends *shrugs* I love YOU for loving this chapter, because it wasn't as good as I wanted it to be. And if you cry… I probably won't cry with you… maybe poke at you for crying… :D But I'll hug you… hugging is good right? ^-^'

Callthedoc-tor: Lol thank you! I only love that episode because well… Logan looks scrumptious in it lol. Lol yes I have a puppy ^-^ He's the cutest thing in the world. He's a Rottweiler. Lol Nerd-a-blerd-a-derd. Best fricken word in the world.

Guerrero: Lol thank you, I don't want to follow every single little thing, just certain parts so hopefully I'm doing well with that. It's a perfect reason to hate her, that hoe is always all over my man Lmao.

Disclaimer: I do not own the awesome song Milwaukee by Bright Moments nor do I own Lasso by Phoenix.

'I think you might be crazy…'

"They won't pick up." Hailey said as she placed her phone on top of the snare drum in front of her. Amery had asked her to call the other half of Call It Karma and hadn't been able to get hold of either Charlie or Liz.

"Ugh fine, take five then? I'm famished." Amery said as she got up from the piano seat.

"Ooooh! Bring me water! Don't run Amery awwwwwwwwww…." The petite blonde began with a walk but finished with a sprint once she heard Hailey yell after her. She didn't feel like carrying another water bottle, and Hailey was lazier than anyone she had ever met.

Amery walked aimlessly around the halls of the huge building clearly not knowing where the hell to go or where to find something to eat. The blonde walked into one of the few rooms she actually knew of, the recording studio. She smiled as she saw a familiar face on her blackberry phone.

"Hey Kelly," The talent scout/assistant looked up from her phone with a smile.

"Hi Amery, anything I can help you with?" She asked before looking back down, Kelly lived a busy life but she didn't mind, it paid her bills.

"Yeah… I'm kind of hung-"

"The kitchen is inside the Lounge Room." Kelly's eyes never left the phone as her fingers continued to move. Amery shut her mouth and smiled hurrying over to the lounge, to hungry to ask why in the world the kitchen was in such a place; she hadn't eaten since the morning… it was now nearing 3 pm.

"WHAT?"

Amery's small hands nearly fell back to her side from its position on the door knob when she heard the yell from the other side of the door. But curiosity pushed her forward and so did the door, and how she had wished the curious voice in her head would have stayed quiet, especially after a spray of white foam hit her straight in the face.

"What the-" She began but another spray of foam hit her in the chest, and continued til she fell to the floor from all the foam on it. Carlos turned his head when he heard the small yelp come from the floor, a similar one coming from his own as he himself fell.

Carlos stared into the scared blue eyes of the pretty blonde that he had impulsively kissed not too long ago. It was those same blue eyes that had drawn her to him, in a very similar situation. His brown eyes followed her movements, the blonde raised a hand and twisted the knob, falling back with the Hispanic guy crawling after her far enough to shut the door behind them and sitting against it.

Amery licked her lips, as horrible as the situation was, the foam was delicious. Carlos laughed as she giggled when he gave her a weird look.

"There has to be a better way of seeing each other…" She said her hand rising once again to wipe some foam from his face. "What happened anyway?"

Amery asked, she didn't scream at him for not being as logical as he was supposed to be. She wasn't mad either that she was practically covered in foam, or mad that he was the one who had caused it. Carlos stared at the blonde who subconsciously continued to eat the sugary substance while wiping some of it off his face.

"I just wanted to go to the pool…" His voice died down as he continued to let her finish cleaning him off. Carlos' impulsive mind was so close to doing something that would have either made him happy or made him miserable, asked her out on a date or worse, he stopped himself and asked a whole different question.

"You're not mad at me?" He pointed towards their condition; worry and amazement were wrapped into one expression somehow. She giggled,

"No. Should I?" Her head tilted to the side as her blue eyes searched for any sort of anger like feeling.

"You're covered in coffee foam. My friends usually get mad when I do something like this." The Latino said gesturing to her new outfit.

"Life's too short to be angry about everything" She shrugged, her lips stretching into a grin when sweet Carlos' face turned into a goofy grin.

"Anyway… what are we going to do about that? If I do recall Gustavo said he'll have your ass if you break something else." The blonde said pointing to the whirling noises and obscene words the super cool but totally evil coffee machine yelled through the door.

"There's only one thing to do." Carlos said standing up, pulling the short girl with him and taking a stance of pure heroic awesomeness. Amery's head tilting once more to the side as he pulled out two hockey helmets from left field and placed one on her head and on his own.

"How… Y'know what? I don't think I want to know where these came from." She said with a slight grimace causing Carlos to smile and double tap his beloved helmet before holding her hand and pulling her to find their weapon of choice.

The noise from the potato chips as she crunched on them made Charlie smile; her fingers reaching into the bag to grab another one. She kicked back in one of few tables in the lobby, her high top vans clad feet resting one foot over the other on top of the table, the chair leaning on two legs as another crunch came from her mouth. The brunette was relaxed and amused as her close to be friend drank a smoothie in full on depression, the pink staining his upper lip like the mustache his adolescent body couldn't grow.

Out of the four best friends, the most caring person was not Charlie Boyd. She came after Liz who was second and before Hailey who had a tendency of not caring for a lot of people. So seeing the too pretty for his damn gender guy sad and heartbroken because he couldn't get one of his dream jobs made her want to buy another bag of chips since the one she had was nearing its end, but it also made her feel slightly bad and sort of depressed herself.

"You'll find some other modeling job, James. You have Katie as a manager; something tells me that girl will find you a gig." She said as she placed her clean hand that wasn't covered in potato chip grease onto his clean vest and patted lightly. The hazel eyed guy looked over from his seat surprised.

"Did you just try to cheer me up?" The first time James had met the brunette she practically told him he wasn't good enough for her friend.

"Not that bad right? If it was Ames she would be encouraging you til the very end, Liz would probably as well but I bet if she told you to jump off a bridge you would from the way that you look at her. And Hailey would probably tell you to man up, grow some balls, because she wasn't going to hold your hand or something like that." Charlie said a nod following after as she pretty much summed up what her friends would actually say, she took a chip and popped it into her mouth a smile forming as she munched on it, following with her eyes as the short ten year old brunette walked over anxiously.

"What are you doing? You have auditions to go to!" Charlie snapped her fingers and gestured to the smart and determined little girl who was still trying to do her job.

"What's the point? In Minnesota, I was the face…" Debbie downer began while wiggling his fingers in front of his face, causing Charlie to roll her eyes. "Now I'm just a face. I'm just a handsome grain of sand, on an extremely beautiful beach."

Just as Katie began to encourage the older boy, Charlie decided to laugh which caused her to choke on her tasty chips and fall back on the chair. She rolled around the floor coughing getting no recognition from James, Katie or Freight Train. When she finally stopped she was laid on her back breathing heavily, her lungs grabbing onto any sort of air.

"I could have died!" She yelled out when she finally rose but was only met with a piece of paper full of modeling agency numbers.

"Please help me find him a job?" The little girl said with sad puppy eyes, a look Charlie knew all too well. It's how she got everything she wanted. Katie was something special, someone she would be proud to call a sister or a prodigy. Charlie smiled; Kendall was too much of a dork to have such a cool little sister.

Her blue eyes watched as the kids continued their arts and craft time. She had told the geniuses' that it was a bad idea. Now Kendall was covered in rainbow colored macaroni's and Logan had a super long multi colored string beard. Liz was lucky to somehow be liked by kids, she dipped the nail polish brush back into the little pink pot, pulled it back out and began to brush on a second coat to the tiny finger nail of one little girl.

She smiled when another little girl asked her to paint her nail and she gladly said she would. She wasn't exactly free of the kids' energy's, her gray ¾ sleeved scoop neck pull over sweater had small child like hand prints painted on and her shorts were saved by the oversized sweater but her legs were covered in feathers. The red head wasn't mad though, Liz was patient enough to not kill every single one of the kids. But she was annoyed.

"I can't take another day of this!" The blonde exclaimed, shutting his eyes as soon as he saw a couple of Popsicle sticks come his way. Liz stifled a laughter getting a glare from both male older figures, returning the glare back at them.

"Hey I have all the fricken right to… Now I know what grangran's chickens feel like before she cooks em!" Liz nearly yelled, her southern accent becoming more prominent as she lifted one of her long legs to eye level getting grimaces from both of the guys

"What does fricken mean?" A blonde little boy said with curiosity. Her blue eyes widened her gaze quickly turning to the smartest person in the room for some help.

Logan shrugged, she was on her own. Her glare from before intensified.

"Uh… the question is what doesn't it mean. Huh?" The southern bell said with a nod and a smile, the little boy shrugged walking over to the guys.

"She talks funny." Liz's lips formed into an O shape, as the guys agreed with the little kid.

"I do not! Damn Hollywood kids…" The red head mumbled, the constant annoyance was finally taking a toll. If she were with her friends, the kids would have either been a. extremely occupied and distracted by the power of herself and Amery together. Or b. slaughtered, by the impatience of Charlie and Hailey. She weighed her options and since her phone was currently being bedazzled by two 8 year old's with glitter and glue, calling any of them was sort of out of the question.

"There has to be another way to make even faster money." Kendall said aggravated at first but then turned his head to stare as a little girl continued to glue macaroni on to his shoulder.

Suddenly, as if it was in slow motion some kid bump into the table and caused the light pink nail polish that was still open spill onto Liz's legs, some even getting onto her perfectly clean shorts.

Her blue eyes widened, her hands going up in the air and her jaw dropped. She'd been working so hard to at least come out with one article of clothing fully untouched… and now it was ruined by the innocent looking tan skinned blue shirt wearing 6 year old on the other side.

Liz's hands flailed around as she stood up, a crazed look in her eye and a gesture to her ruined outfit. They'd better think of something fast before she… Liz wasn't mean enough to hurt someone, whenever she wanted something to get done and over with she would just ask her brothers and her cousin, they were always more than willing to do so. But since that was out of the question without exposing who she really was, she'd just have to fake it til they fixed this problem.

"Okay we need a plan to keep the kids busy, make money at the same time and try to keep a certain scary looking girl from killing us!" Logan whispered yelled to his best friend who looked from Logan, to the kids, and from the fuming red head. Liz didn't really look like the type who would kill someone… but then again neither did his brunette, Charlie. Kendall furrowed his thick eyebrows as he thought of some sort of solution to make everyone happy.

The kids needed to be occupied, he and Logan had to make money, and Liz… well she needed a shower. The blonde's lips stretched into a smirk as he looked up, the thought forming into a fool proof plan, and all they needed was a hose, soap, and some sponges.

"Y'all are lucky that I wanted to go to the damn pool today." Liz said as she hosed down a car, her pale porcelain like skin gleaming in the hot sun since she had taken off her over sized sweater to help the kids whom the guys should have been helping.

Liz was a red head, with legs that went on forever and skin so delicate… but she was no Scarlett Johansen especially not out in the sun, so when she said they were lucky that she wanted to go to the pool, she literally meant she was lucky she downed herself in some SPF 50 or she would be redder than a boiled lobster. She just hoped that the sun block stayed long enough as she and the kids help washed the cars.

It wasn't mandatory to do so, but it was technically child labor, and she wasn't about to get blamed for it… washing the cars with them would make her seem innocent enough.

Especially since the two whom had convinced her were now giving orders and counting money like the sweat shop overseers they were.

Yeah, this sucked, and pretty sure the one would too, I'm so sorry, this should have been up forever ago. And I'm going to be writing as much as I can, sort of… maybe next week. My birthday's on Friday, then I have to go get my schedule for school ._. I will promise to at least put in maybe an extra two chapters.

Also next chapter is just a continuation, but it would have been waaaaaaay too long, so I had to cut it short.

Don't hate me, and please review even if it sucks :/ at least I know you care enough to say you hate it :D

Also, if it's not too much to ask... you guys should totally check out my other story 11th Dimension (LoganxOC) , I put a lot of work into it, possibly some of that work should have gone into this chapter but... it's okay :D