ELIZABETH'S POV

The next day, somehow I was able to calm down from the talk with Kelly to bearing my soul to Sawyer; I woke up and just lied there for what felt like hours. I knew Sawyer had to be on set until later so I had time to kill. After I found the will to get out of bed and to get dressed I sat at my desk and logged onto my laptop. I might as well take a crack at the song.

Nothing was coming to me; I was sitting at my desk staring at the online version of a blank sheet of paper. I sighed and leaned back in my seat. I tried to come up with a new beat even as I drummed my hands on my desk, but the only ones that would come out were the ones of Big Time Rush. I stopped in the middle of Boyfriend as I got a Skype call from James.

(A/N: I'm new to skype so I thought I would throw it in the story. Haha :) )

"Hey James," I answered with a smile.

"Hey Elizabeth, I'm gunna go to the Palm Woods Gym. Wanna come with?" He asked.

I bit my lip and thought for a second; I knew I wasn't going to come up with anything for a song right now and I knew I needed to start going to the gym, "I'm doing absolutely nothing…so sure. Meet you there in five?" I agreed putting my hair up in a messy bun.

James flashed a thousand watt smile, "Great!" See you there." He said as we both exited out.

I closed out of everything and changed into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top; I decided on not taking a purse and just shoved my phone in my bra; After I found my head band, to keep stray hair from sticking to my face, I headed out.

James was waiting for me outside the gym door when I got there. He looked up in my direction and smiled as I walked over to him, "Are you ready?" He asked as he hugged me.

"Yep." I smiled.

"You ate, right?" He asked breaking the hug and reaching for the door handle.

I locked my eyes on his, "Sure did." Liar.

He smiled, "Great let's get started." He opened the door and followed me in. I sighed silently as the door closed heavily behind him. Nothing about lying made me feel any kind of good; especially to one of my guys.

"What first?"

"Warm ups." James simply replied walking me over to one of the treadmills

JAMES' POV

Elizabeth and I had just finished running five miles on the treadmills. I was getting a drink from the water cooler, Elizabeth was lying face down on the floor, arms and legs spread out like she was sky diving, breathing heavily. I smiled at the sight as I took a drink of water.

"There is no way that was a warm up." She panted as I sat next to her.

"Are you that out of shape?" I laughed leaning back on my arms.

She rolled over on her back and looked to me; glaring, "So I don't run five miles on regular basis!" She got a defensive tone to her.

"Relax, I didn't mean anything by it. Do you need a break?"

She took a deep breath and sighed it out, "No, I'll be okay. Could you turn on the fan though? My head feels like it's on fire." She replied as we stood up.

"No problem." I said as Elizabeth took down her bun and shook out her hair from the head band.

I flipped the switch to the fan, air streamed through the blades as I looked over to Elizabeth. It all happened slowly; her hair blew around as she ran her hands through it, a beam of sunlight shone through the window and flooded around her. My jaw dropped slightly as I watched her. It was almost as if gravity didn't exist, her hair floating in the breeze. I swallowed hard, trying to relieve my dry throat, as I turned the fan off.

"Thank you." Elizabeth said as she put her hair back up in the messy bun it was in before.

I blinked hard a few times before responding, "Uhm, yeah…" I took a few deep breaths to try and even out my pounding heart.

"Are you feeling okay?" Elizabeth asked slowly towards me and putting a hand on my shoulder.

A spark shot through my body, "I'm- Y-yeah; I'm fine." I stuttered and moved over to a bench press, "Wanna see how much you can press?"

ELIZABETH'S POV

My body ached as I trudged down the hall of the palm woods. Before I went back to my place I had to go check the mail; all the way in the forsaken lobby. I rounded the corner to the lobby, dragging my feet as I walked up to the front desk. Bitters looked from the screen of his computer over to me, "What?" He asked through a sigh as he looked back to his screen.

"Mail." I simple said leaning forward to support my aching body.

"Do you have another note for me?" He asked looking at me from the sides of his eyes as he typed.

"No, but nothing has changed yet. I'm still working on getting signed with Gustavo." I was trying hard to keep my eyes open.

"How am I supposed to know this isn't a lie?"

"Get me my mail, Bitters!" I shouted annoyed as I face palmed.

He sighed and grumbled as he walked away from the front desk to the mail room. I sighed and turned around leaning back against the front desk. I snapped my head to a loud bang that came from across the lobby. It came from the vending machine. I took a few steps forward to get a better look of what was going on. Carlos and Sawyer were standing at the vending machine; Carlos, helmet on, was slapping a hand down onto the glass of the machine repeatedly while Sawyer was trying to work the buttons. I furrowed my brow in confusion as a smile worked its way across my face and walked over to them, "What is going on!" I tried to catch their attention over the noise of the glass banging.

They both stopped what they were doing and looked to me, "H-hey, Elizabeth." Carlos turned to face me.

"It ate his money." Sawyer said motioning towards the machine with his head.

"And smacking it around helps?" I asked.

"I was pushing buttons…"

I smiled and looked to Carlos, "Fruit Snackers?" I guessed stepping in front of the machine.

"What else is there to eat?" Carlos asked looking to Sawyer for an answer who replied by shrugging his shoulders.

I pressed the buttons for the Fruit Snackers and held in the last button. After a few seconds the Snackers fell to the door of the machine. I bent down, pulled them out, and handed them to Carlos, "Treat the machine like a lady not a punching bag." I laughed.

Carlos smiled and reached out to take them from me. He held my gaze as we held the Snackers between us. The lingering feeling was warm, something I haven't felt since I moved here. I bite my lip trying to hide and goofy part of me that was beginning to show when –

"MILLER. MAIL." Bitters called for me.


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