A/N: Hey, guys! Sorry it's been a while since I updated. I have forgotten about this story, I promise. Once again, thank you for all the attention you have given this story. It means A LOT to me. So, without further ado, here's Chapter 6!

Chapter 6: Gives You Hell

Leigh POV

RING…RING…

Bleary eyed, I looked over at my clock. It read 9:15 am. "Who the hell would be calling me at nine in the morning?" I thought as I reached for my phone. Looking at the caller ID, I couldn't help but groan. It read, "K-Dawg."

"Boys and their nicknames," I thought as I answered.

"Yes, Kendall?"

"Hey, Leigh," he greeted cheerfully, "Listen, Gustavo LOVES your song. He told me to call you and ask if you could come down to the studio so he could buy the song from you."

"Yeah, let me check my schedule," I said as I pretended to check said schedule. Truth be told, ever since that Pop Tiger incident, I haven't been able to find a job. But of course I couldn't tell any of the guys that. They felt so guilty about me losing my job, and trust me, they didn't let me forget it. It was only after I told them I had stuff lined up that they dropped the subject. If they knew the truth, they'd never get off my back.

After what felt like the appropriate amount of time, I finally told Kendall that I was available. He gave me the address to the studio and I assured him I'd get there as soon as I could. Sighing, I got out of bed and made my way to the closet. After about ten minutes I headed out the door, but not without sending my bed a longing gaze. Tiredly, I made my way to my car and drove off to Rocque Records.

After meeting Gustavo, I could see why the boys were always complaining. The man was abrasive, loud, and rude. But, we made up a contract and I got a pretty nice sum of money. Which, to be perfectly honest, I needed.

"So missy," he said once the contract was signed, "do you sing?"

The boys looked at me, hope written all over their faces. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty when I said no. I tried to not notice their faces, obviously crestfallen at my statement.

"Well then," Gustavo continued, "while the dogs here are practicing, you and my assistant Kelly will be deciding who gets to sing your song when we debut it."

"And why would I want to waste my time listening to some wannabe pop stars?" I asked, eyeing Gustavo suspiciously. He had no right to assume I'd do such a thing.

He grinned. "Because it's in your contract."

"What?" I roared. His grin got bigger as I flipped through the contract that I had neglected to read before I signed. I suppressed a moan when I found where in the contract he sneakily slipped in this information. He must've noticed I found it because he then said, "Kelly has already placed some phone calls to some of the other acts we have been interested in. They should be arriving here shortly." His grin got impossibly wider as he added, " Have fun."

Kelly and I had been at this for HOURS. I was about ready bang my head against the table. It's not that all the girls up until now have sucked. It's just that they were all so BORING. And, as much as I pretended I didn't care, I really wanted to find someone different. That was when Cassandra walked in. For a moment, I thought I was looking in a mirror. She had the same shade of blonde hair and her eyes were nearly the same color as mine. Though I was sitting and she was standing, it looked like we were about the same height, too. If it weren't for all the makeup I wore, we could probably pass for sisters. According to Kelly, at least. When we asked for her whole name, she wouldn't tell us her last name, claiming that it wasn't necessary. I hadn't even known her for five minutes and I could already tell she was pretentious, snobby, and arrogant. Traits I absolutely loathed in a person.

But then she sang. I'm not saying it was the greatest performance ever. In fact, she was pitchy in a lot of places. But it had heart, which was something none of the other girls before Cassandra seemed to have. Cassandra stopped singing and looked at Kelly and me.

"So, what do you think?" Kelly asked me as she stifled a yawn. She'd been willing to hire girl number one on the spot. Actually, she'd been willing to hire every single girl that's walked through here today. I was the one who rejected them.

I mulled it over. Then, a thought struck me. I remembered how the boys always said Gustavo hates people who talk back to him and think they are superior to him. And Cassandra was definitely the type of girl fit that description perfectly.

I smiled at Cassandra, "Welcome to Rocque Records." As she made her demands, only one thought crossed my mind: comeuppance!

A/N: Kind of a weird chapter, I know. But I kind of like it. Brings out a different side to Leigh. I hope you liked it, too! Don't worry, I believe the rest of the chapters are longer than this one. Remember: Critiques are welcomed, but no flames please.