Hi! So this is chapter 8 and 8 is my unlucky number... oh dear. My internet is painfully slow (this has nothing to do with anything, I'm just complaining)

kariina55 and here it is! I have no idea where this is going!

MiiMyselfandTime Hee hee indeed Carlos, indeed. Hmm yes, what is with Logan... hmm... It's ok but my Dad kind of ruined it all for me and I went back to Doodle Jump! Randomness is a good thing!

ainsworth anderson thanks :D I'm glad people enjoy this as I have no idea where I am going with this!

So I don't own BTR... are you really surprised?

Enjoy!

Callie had finally come to a decision. She had been trying to get any information from the three boys but to no avail. Carlos hadn't said anymore, James had said even less and Kendall had just ignored her. Now she stood outside Carlos's house. She hoped that whatever was preventing Carlos from telling her the truth was only present at school. She banged on the door. Sylvia Garcia opened the door. A small version of her was hiding behind her.

"Hi, my name's Callie. Is Carlos here? Only we're meant to be doing a class project to me." Callie said with a massive smile, hoping that she sounded convincing.

"Oh he didn't say anything." Sylvia replied.

"No... how odd. Is that a Basil gnocchi I can smell?" Callie asked, she knew that Sylvia was a health food fanatic.

"Yes, you recognise it?"

"I eat it all the time at home! Did you say up the stairs on the left?"

"Right, then up another stair case and your there." Sylvia replied as she stood aside to let Callie in. Callie smiled and followed the directions up to the attic room. Carlos was sitting on his bed reading something.

"Hello sweetie." She said with a smirk. Carlos looked up and groaned.

"How did you get here?" He asked.

"Well if your Mum asks we're doing a school project." She said with a grin.

"Why are you here?" He asked sounding annoyed.

"Because we need to talk. Look I know that you say you don't believe me but I can see it in your eyes that you do. You're away from, fight whatever is stopping you from remembering. Please." Callie said as she sat down opposite him. Carlos looked away.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He said, but it didn't sound sincere.

"Carlos this isn't you. You re meant to be pulling off bizarre pranks not hiding away from the world. You re meant to be positive and have a hockey helmet!" Callie said, hoping that a reminder of his beloved helmet would remind him of who he was supposed to be.

"Look this is all ridiculous! Except..." Carlos started before looking away, embarrassed about what he was thinking.

"Except?" Callie asked gently.

"Mitchell, we were meant to know someone with that surname weren't we?" Carlos asked.

"Yes."

"Well when I was little I was going swimming. When we got there a boy about my age was being taken away by an ambulance. I didn't know them but I had some old newspapers from around that time and it said that a boy with the same surname." Carlos said as he walked over to a drawer. He pulled out the newspaper and passed it to her. Callie looked down at the black and white photo. There was a boy there and despite the age she instantly recognised it as Logan. She scanned the article, apparently it was Hortence Mitchell who had been in the accident. Well that might have solved one problem.

"This is good." She murmured to herself.

"The headline changed once... but I looked away and it changed back..." Carlos replied as he walked over to the window.

"This could have been the point... but it could have been afterwards of course. Explains why he's no longer in Minnesota." Callie said.

"Look I'm not saying this is true but if it is, why would anyone want to change our past?" Carlos asked, it was a fair enough question.

"Money. If there was someone who didn't like you then he or she could pay a certain amount of money to have the past changed." Callie explained, trying not to give too much away.

"So why us? Who were we?" Carlos asked. Callie had no idea how to answer that question.

"I can't tell you." Callie eventually said.

"Ok so why should I believe you?" Carlos asked.

"Because you know I am."

"Why?"

"You won't believe me." Callie warned.

"I seemed to have believed you so far." Carlos said with a shrug.

"Ok so at the time the deal was made it is highly likely that you four weren't getting on. This is only a theory by the way. So if there was an argument then the feelings would simply be moved to where you are now. Instead of feelings towards each other it's towards the memories. You believe me so probably weren't as angry towards the others. James seems to want to believe me so might have been quite angry. Kendall obviously was really angry as he refuses to believe me."

"And Logan?"

"I don't know. My friend is looking into him."

"There's more of you?" Carlos asked.

"There are thousands of us." Callie replied with a knowing smile.

"So why do you need us to remember the so called truth?" Carlos asked, trying to understand what was going on.

"Well you four need to remember so we can go back and fix it."

"And you can't learn on your own?"

"No."

"I don't understand any of this." Carlos said and sat back down onto his bed.

"It's kind of hard to explain. We are going to fix this." Callie said.

"What if we don't want you too?" Carlos asked weakly.

"Are you truly happy?" Callie replied.

"No but Curt is my best friend, what happens to him and Dustin for that matter."

"They're still around. Look I have to go. Thank you for believing me in this." Callie said kindly.

"I never said I believed you." Carlos replied.

Jason arrived back at his apartment. He had learnt that Logan had become popular because of the bully incident but from what he could see he was not confident. It was all an act. A strange one but an act. He'd never had friends before so was doing whatever it took to keep them around. It was kind of sad to see. As Jason sat down on the sofa his phone rang with an unknown number.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Hello sweetie." Marnie's voice replied, he could almost hear her smile.

"Marnie! Why are you phoning me?"

"Can't I talk to you anymore?"

"Not after everything you've done. Now go away, I'm trying to undo your mess."

"Ah yes, the boy band. Don't you want to know why I did it?"

"Please, you did i for money."

"Wrong. Don't you get it. If I can get this past you idiots then I can get bigger things past you. Like the death of war starters and troubled makers." Marnie said, a dreamy tone had crept into her voice.

"What? But that's controlling humanity!" Jason practically screamed down the phone.

"But think about it. Stop the French revolution, all those aristos don't die, stop the first world war and all those soldiers don't die. I can save lives!" Marnie replied.

"Stop the French revolution and democracy in France never happens. Stop the war and women have humanity could turn into a cold hard loveless thing. Don't you get it?" Jason asked, worried about what was going through her mind.

"Then I just stop them from doing anything that involves suffering."

"So you control them. We aren't meant to control them like."

"Tough. Oh before I go, how is Callie?"

"Don't even say her name." Jason said.

"You mean the name Callie? Oh look at the time. Bye!" Marnie said before hanging up. Jason ran a hand through his hair. He had to get to Logan before it was too late.

Ok so there was Jason and Marnie being weird. I should not write this when tired as now I have to figure out where that is going... oh dear.

I want to watch Ouran live action series! Ahh, sorry I'm annoyed.

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