(A/N): Told you I'd try to get another update up faster than the last one. It's useful to write to keep my mind off the whole disease thing. Which my bloodwork says I have. Which means I have to go see a specialist. But whatever… Actually, I've been really excited about this one because, even though it's an episode chapter, there are some very important points in here. Keep an eye out for them! See if you can find them all!
Thank you to these people for your reviews and sticking with me through these sporadic and unpredictable updates: Jenificent3007 (Don't worry about me not updating. I'm on Chapter 85 and I've still got ideas for future chapters. The next few chapters should flow quickly. I was having a bit of trouble with Chapter 84 and that's why that one took so long, but I'm about to get to this plotline for the next few chapters that I've been planning for a while now. If you really like the whole plot twists thing, you should check out my other story, Virtual Vs Reality. I'm using a lot of plot twists in that one and I have a bit more liberty with it since its storyline takes place after the TV series ends.), Witch Demigoddess (The thing is, I actually like tea so I can say that British thing. And I do happen to like my men both hot and British. But I can live with hot and American. :) Anyway, there's more to Cedric than meets the eye, though we won't be getting into that storyline until a little later. I just had to introduce it because there's going to be a few clues before we delve into the actual storyline. And yes, I'm sure Carlos would happily comfort Natalie should she need it. Hope you like this chapter as much as that one!) and Leah Garcia (Got you an update sooner than before. I've started taking medication for my illness and I'm already feeling better! Hopefully, it won't get to the extreme case and require surgery.)
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Chapter 85: The Fine Line Between Love and Hate
"Do you think our demos are going to get picked?" Katrina asked Evan and Brandon. She was sitting with them on the couch in the boys' apartment, 2K. While Katrina flipped through a fashion magazine, Evan and Brandon were distracted by playing video games on their TV.
"Hopefully," Evan responded, not even bothering to look away from the television screen. "If not, then we'll just-" The sound of an explosion interrupted his words. Brandon groaned. "Haha! In your face, Brandon! That's like the sixty-third time you've died today! Are you even trying?"
"You know I don't like video games," Brandon reminded him. "Why don't you play with the other guys? They'd probably be more into it than I am."
"They're busy today," Evan shrugged. Another explosion sounded from the TV. "And there's number sixty-four. Seriously, Brandon, keep up! You haven't even been able to touch me!" Brandon mashed all the buttons on his controller, leading to another explosion. "I don't even have to touch you and you die! Number sixty-five!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Neither boy moved, but they both said, "Kat, door."
"This isn't even my apartment!" Katrina brought up. The boys still remained glued in their seats. With a sigh, Katrina headed for the door. "You guys owe me." They didn't respond. Getting to the door, Katrina peeked through the peephole to see who was on the other side. She furrowed her eyebrows when she saw who it was. "It's Camille." Evan immediately stopped being able to hold his controller, mashing buttons as he fumbled with it. An explosion echoed from the TV.
"Hey, look!" Brandon exclaimed. "I killed you! This is fun!" He laughed at the sound of yet another explosion. "And now you die easily!" Evan quickly regained control and paused the game. Brandon seemed disappointed as he placed his controller on the coffee table in front of him.
"You don't have to get the door, Kat," Evan told her, placing his controller next to Brandon's. "You're right. This isn't your apartment. I'll get it." He started to get to his feet.
"Don't be ridiculous," Katrina replied. "I'm already by the door. Plus, I wanted to talk to Camille anyway." Evan looked to Brandon for help. His best friend just mouthed the words, 'Your fault'.
Katrina opened the door and greeted Camille with a smile, "Hey!"
Camille raised an eyebrow, surprised to see Katrina, "Hey. I thought Evan or Brandon would have answered the door. Do you live here now?"
"Nope," Katrina shook her head. "Still live with the other guys. Just visiting my brother and best friend. They made me answer the door."
"Ah, I see," Camille responded. She looked past Katrina to see a horrified Evan and an amused Brandon. "I heard that your holidays were eventful."
"Yeah, but let's not talk about that," Katrina insisted. "Let's talk about you. Specifically, our friendship." Evan began biting his nails while Brandon looked to be on the edge of bursting into laughter.
"Oh, well, under the circumstances, we should be friends," Camille spoke.
"I agree," Katrina nodded. The two guys immediately stopped what they were doing and stared on in disbelief.
"So, you're not mad?" Camille checked.
"Why would I be mad?" Katrina asked. "I'm the one that ended up with Logan after everything blew up. You're the one that should be mad at me."
Once again, Camille looked past Katrina at the boys within the apartment. They were still frozen in shock. Camille turned back to Katrina, "Evan hasn't told you yet, has he?"
"Told me what?" Katrina seemed clueless.
Camille responded, "That he's-"
Suddenly, the door to apartment 2J opened up and Big Time Rush filed outside. They noticed Katrina and Camille standing in the doorway to 2K and greeted them with smiles.
"Ooh, is there going to be a cat fight?" James asked, looking back and forth between the two girls.
Katrina laughed, "No cat fight today." James seemed upset with this.
"Kat, we were just about to get you," Carlos revealed. "Gustavo wants the five of us at Rocque Records."
"Why not Evan and Brandon?" Katrina asked. "They're a part of my band." The four boys shrugged. Turning back to Camille, Katrina spoke to her, "Guess we'll have to talk some other time."
"Yes, we have a lot to talk about," Camille replied.
Katrina held out her arms, "Friends?"
Camille hugged her, "Friends." Over the model's shoulder, Camille glared daggers at Evan. Katrina's brother immediately pulled Brandon to his feet and used him as a shield.
Kendall scratched his head as he looked at the girls hugging, "What did we miss?"
"I don't know," James shook his head. "But Logan should be very scared." Logan did indeed look as though he was witnessing a murder. Katrina and Camille broke apart. Waving to her newly found friend, Katrina headed for the elevators. The boys of Big Time Rush stared at Camille for a second before following the model.
"So," Camille brought her attention upon the blonde cowering behind Brandon. "You didn't tell her we were dating."
"I tried!" Evan insisted. "It's just that every time I started to bring up me dating, she'd stare at me intensely like she would kill me if she found out I was dating anyone."
"Evan Wolff, I've been patient," Camille began. "You've been given multiple chances to tell your sister that I'm your girlfriend."
"I never agreed to that," Evan brought up. "I'll agree to dating, but I'm not big on exclusivity." Camille's dagger glare came back.
"Dude," Brandon spoke. "Can you not have me between you two? I'd rather not die in real life today, thanks." He tried to walk away, but Evan's iron hold on him kept the boy there.
"I'm so done with this," Camille declared, walking away from the apartment.
"Wait, Camille!" Evan called out to her. She didn't return. Evan pushed Brandon to the side and rushed after Camille. He caught her waiting for an elevator. "Come on, don't do this."
"Don't do what?!" Camille yelled at him. "Hope for some type of stable relationship?! I should have known I'd never get it with you. I mean, this thing between us started with me cheating on Logan! Nothing good could ever come out of a fling like ours."
Evan pinned her against the elevator doors. He leaned in so their lips were close, but not touching. When Evan finally spoke, their breath mingled together, "You don't believe that, do you? What else could this be but good?" Camille's breathing hitched. Evan smirked. "Kiss me."
"I need exclusivity, Evan," Camille insisted though her eyes kept darting down to his lips. "And I need you to tell Katrina about us."
With a sigh, Evan pulled away and released her, "Is that what you really want? Exclusivity?" Camille nodded. "But that's so boring."
"If I'm boring, then why do you keep coming back to me?" Camille asked. "You could have let me walk away, but you chased after me. Are you sure that you DON'T want exclusivity, Evan?"
"Fine," Evan responded.
"What?" Camille furrowed her eyebrows.
"Fine, we can be exclusive," Evan clarified.
"And you'll tell Katrina?" Camille checked.
Evan grabbed her hand, "We'll tell her together. How does that sound?"
Camille smiled, "Perfect." Evan closed his eyes and pursed his lips, expecting a kiss. "But I'm not going to kiss you until we tell her."
Opening his eyes, Evan pouted, "But we just became girlfriend and buh-" He cleared his throat. "Boyfriend. Don't you want to celebrate?"
Camille bit her lip slightly, staring at Evan's lips. Finally, she grabbed his shirt, pulled him over to a closet and pushed him inside, "I guess we can make-out a little." She followed him inside, closing the door after her.
"Dogs!" Gustavo exclaimed as he walked in front of the boys and Katrina in the practice room at Rocque Records. "And cat! You've come a long way, but you have a longer way to go before you go multi-platinum and start selling out 50,000 seat stadiums."
Katrina raised her hand, "Why am I here and none of the rest of my band members are?"
"Because you have flaws like the dogs while the wolf and goat don't!" Gustavo yelled at her.
"They so too have flaws," Katrina mumbled.
"Katrina, you keep getting hurt which causes us to have to push back all Wolff Pack recordings!" Gustavo pointed out her main flaw.
"I don't get hurt that much!" Katrina insisted. The guys looked at her with their eyebrows raised.
"You stubbed your toe coming in here," Gustavo reminded her. Katrina crossed her arms, but didn't say another word. Gustavo moved to James. "James is still too self-centered and only cares about himself." Since he was wearing a t-shirt with himself on it, it was hard for the others to say the opposite.
James pulled out a mirror and looked at himself in it, "James and I still disagree." He pulled out a comb and used it on his hair.
"Quiet, you two!" Gustavo told him. James took a quick glance at the producer before he went back to himself in the mirror. Gustavo moved on to the next one. "Carlos still lacks direction."
"I do not!" Carlos insisted, facing the opposite direction of Gustavo.
"Turn around," Gustavo instructed. Carlos spun in a circle, eventually ending up in the same direction he was before. After calming himself, Gustavo moved to the next one. "Logan still lacks swagger."
"Yes," Logan agreed, opening his sweater to reveal his pocket protector. He reached in and pulled out a colored pencil. "But, if you ever need a colored pencil, who you gonna call?"
"That is so hot," Katrina mentioned. The other boys gave her a weird look.
Gustavo grabbed the colored pencil from Logan and broke it in half, making Logan give off a mini-yell. After giving Logan a glare, Gustavo moved onto the last boy, "And Kendall needs to stop talking back to me after everything I say!"
Kendall took in a deep breath, "And Gustavo needs to take a-"
"Don't say it!" Gustavo interrupted him. "Not one more word." Sighing, Kendall looked over at the others. All four of them were shaking their heads. Kendall looked back at his producer. "Good!"
"Chill pill," Kendall finished.
Gustavo's face started getting red. Then, came the shaking. Kelly quickly put on a set of headphones to protect her ears from the upcoming yelling. Finally, steam burst from Gustavo's ears.
"Steam," Carlos, James and Katrina noted, clearly impressed with the reaction.
"That's a new one," Logan commented.
"Run!" Kendall advised. The boys and Katrina immediately took off, Gustavo yelling as he followed them.
"Okay, so we're agreed," Evan spoke to Camille. "We'll tell Kat about us the next time we see her." The two of them occupied one of the couches in the lobby, holding hands.
"Yes, because if we're going to be serious about us, then your family needs to know about it and only Katrina doesn't know," Camille agreed. "We should also be prepared for what happens next because I highly doubt Katrina's going to keep this from Logan."
"Yeah," Evan scratched his head. "Things might be a little rocky at first, but it's worth it." Camille smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
As Camille pulled away, screaming grabbed their attention. They looked in the direction of the entrance and watched Kendall, James, Carlos, Logan and Katrina run into the Palm Woods. The five running teens didn't even notice Evan and Camille as they raced past them.
Stopping at the elevator, James reached forward and pressed the button for the elevator. Before Evan and Camille could get up from their spots, Gustavo ran into the lobby. Spotting him, the five teens screamed in horror.
"To the stairs!" Logan exclaimed. Quickly, the five of them hurried toward the stairs. The angry producer followed close behind.
Evan turned to Camille, pointing in the direction the group had gone, "That didn't count."
The door to 2J opened up and the screaming teens ran inside, Kendall shutting the door after them. Seeking higher ground, the group used the swirly slide to climb up to the balcony above. Katrina slipped, but Logan caught her before she fell. As he pulled her up, Katrina's head bumped against the slide. Mumbling an apology, Logan pulled her the rest of the way up.
Gustavo burst through the door, knocking it to the ground. He looked up at the balcony and screamed, "GET DOWN HERE! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"Not until YOU chillax!" James insisted.
"OH I AM CHILLAX!" Gustavo yelled, clearly not chillax. He then went into the kitchen and searched through the drawers for a second. After only a couple of drawers, he looked back at the group, "Where do you keep your knives?"
"Um, in the drawer next to the sink," Carlos revealed, not giving it a second thought. The other guys and Katrina immediately yelled at him.
Gustavo searched through the drawer in question, ignoring the bathroom door opening. Budda Bob came strolling out of the bathroom.
"BUDDA BOB!" the group on the balcony called out. "HELP!"
"AHA!" Gustavo held up a knife. Immediately, Budda Bob put his hand on Gustavo's shoulder. The producer calmed down, dropping the knife. Grabbing Gustavo's head, Budda Bob turned it, cracking the producer's neck. The guys and Katrina winced.
"What was that?" Gustavo asked with a hoarse voice.
"Himalayan Monkey Pinch," Budda Bob explained. "Then, I realigned your chakras."
"I feel so… so," Gustavo tried to find the right word.
"Calm," Budda Bob finished. "Now, focus on what matters, not what angers."
"Boys and Katrina," Gustavo spoke to the group up on the balcony. "I must write some new songs for the New Town High soundtrack. I'll call you when I need vocals." Without another word, Gustavo left the apartment in peace.
The boys and Katrina slid down the slide to greet Budda Bob, Carlos saying, "Budda Bob, you just saved our lives!"
"Well, that was a BIG clog," Budda Bob responded. Katrina wrinkled her nose as she looked past him at the bathroom.
"And that quote," Logan brought up. "Was that Buddha or Socrates or-"
"Fortune cookie," Budda Bob revealed. "You five need to try listening to your boss more often. He'll be less stressed and won't wanna kill ya." He left the group to think about his words.
"You know, he's right," Kendall admitted. "Gustavo works his butt off for us and I do tend to talk back a bit."
"Yeah," Carlos agreed. "I mean, I kind of do lack direction sometimes." Kendall turned him around so that Carlos was facing the rest of the group.
"My injuries have been piling up," Katrina added, scratching the back of her head.
"Okay," Logan spoke next. "I guess I could use a little more swagger."
"And I suppose I can put down my mirror," James decided while holding up his mirror. He then attempted to put it down, but his arm snapped it back up to his face. He tried again with the same result. Using his free hand, he pushed his arm down with the encouragement of the others. Finally, James was able to release his mirror.
"Then, it's agreed!" Kendall exclaimed. "We are going to listen to Gustavo, so he's less stressed and won't kill us."
The four boys and Katrina put their hands in the middle of their circle. Once all of their hands were in a pile, they threw them into the air, yelling, "BREAK!"
Katrina sat on one of the stools to the counter in 2J, watching Logan work on a laptop next to her. Her body subconsciously made the swivel stool go right to left.
"Stop that," Logan advised. "You're gonna hurt yourself."
"Right," Katrina grabbed the edge of the counter to stop herself from moving. "Whatcha working on?"
"Something to help me with my swagger problem," Logan revealed.
"Cool," Katrina gave him a smile. "Maybe then the media won't keep saying that I should be with James and agree that you're way better for me."
"It would be GREAT if that happened," Logan agreed.
Katrina got out of her seat and gave Logan a kiss on the cheek, "You'll always be my favorite, even if you don't have swagger." As she walked away, she tripped over her own feet, but caught herself before she could fall.
"Walk slower," Logan told her. Katrina nodded and headed for the door.
Unfortunately, she didn't realize where she was going and bumped into James. The pretty boy caught her before she could knock them both to the ground. He smiled at her, "Guess you're still falling for me, Kat."
Katrina scowled, "Let me go, James." Shrugging, James let her go. Katrina stumbled a bit as she stepped away from him.
"Okay," James turned to Logan. "So, I traded in my James t-shirt for one with all of us." Logan looked at James's BTR shirt. "And I've decided to make more eye contact with you guys." He leaned down to Logan's eye level, staring unblinkingly into Logan's eyes. Logan and Katrina gave James confused looks.
"Okay," Logan looked back at the laptop. "Well, I've decided to increase my swagger by creating a swagger app which will automatically put the swaggiest trends, clothes and moves from the net right to my phone." He held up his phone which showed the home screen for his new swagger app. James and Katrina stared at it.
While Katrina just raised an eyebrow, James laughed, "Dude, you either have swagger or you don't. And I have tons. So, let me help you."
"No need!" Logan insisted making James's smile disappear. "Cause I am fully loaded. Now, I just press Swagger App and-"
By the time the Swagger App was fully loaded, Logan had found some swagger in his clothing: a rocking leather jacket, a stylish shirt and jeans that fit him in all the right places. James and Katrina stared at him.
Katrina crossed her arms as her nose wrinkled slightly, "What are you wearing? And where did you find those clothes? James's closet?"
Logan held up his phone, "The Swagger App does everything." Katrina's eyes narrowed slightly at the phone.
"Okay, you look cool," James admitted. "But swagger comes from within. It's not digital."
"Oh, it's digital," Logan insisted. He turned around in his spot and pointed at James and Katrina. James seemed shocked by the sudden transformation while Katrina looked disgusted with her boyfriend's new look and moves. Logan left the apartment. When James followed him, he stumbled on his way out the door. Katrina watched the stumble and seemed to perk up slightly at it.
James stopped in the hallway, yelling at a retreating Logan, "You're dealing with forces you don't understand!" He turned to look at Katrina. "We have to stop this."
"Agreed," Katrina responded. The two of them trailed Logan down the hallway.
Logan stood in the pool area, checking out the residents there. James and Katrina quickly appeared next to him, James speaking, "Yes, the clothes work. But let me show you how to walk the swag walk."
James had only taken one step when Logan pulled out his phone, "No need cause Swagger App advises to strut at approximately three miles per hour and cock your head at a forty-five degree angle." He shrugged and put his phone away.
Chuckling, James tried again, "Logan, I am no longer self-centered. Now, if you'd just listen to me, I wanna show-" James stopped talking because Logan had put on a pair of shades and cocked his head. As he walked past the residents, they seemed enamored by the boy.
Katrina crossed her arms, "This is disgusting." James coughed slightly and Katrina turned her attention on him. "James, are you okay?" She placed a hand on his arm, but he shrugged it off and ran over to the other end of the pool to cut off Logan. Katrina followed him.
"Okay," James greeted Logan at the other end of the pool. "So, the walk wasn't bad, but can you talk the swag talk." His voice cracked on the last word and he had to clear his throat. Katrina's hand twitched, accidently touching James's hand. She shivered upon contact.
Logan pulled out his phone once again, "Swag talk. Keep exchanges short and try these nicknames."
James didn't seem convinced, "Nicknames? What are nicknames gonna do?"
Not paying attention to James, Logan grabbed Katrina's hand and placed a kiss on it before saying, "See you later, Sweetness." Katrina scowled and pulled her hand away from her boyfriend. Logan didn't seem to notice because he was already walking past the other residents, giving each of them cool nicknames as he passed. Unlike Katrina's response, the reaction from the residents was positive.
While James and Katrina stared at Logan, the former in shock and latter in disgust, Evan and Camille walked up next to them. Evan's arm wrapped around Camille's shoulders, clearly showing off that there was something going on between them.
"Hey," Camille mentioned to James. "Since when does Logan have more swagger than you?"
James laughed, "He does not have more swagger than me." At the sound of music, he looked over to see Logan dancing by a stereo with other residents of the Palm Woods.
Logan called out to the group, "Check it! Swag tunes!" James started coughing. Katrina uncrossed her arms and placed a hand on her jutting hip. Her other hand somehow found its way to link with James's free hand without her or James realizing it. Evan and Camille watched Logan with enjoyment.
"Looks like I was wrong about Logan," Evan admitted. "He might actually have what it takes to survive in the media circus with my sister."
"Like I wanna be seen with THAT in the media!" Katrina exclaimed. She stormed for the exit, dragging a coughing James with her. "Come on, James. We don't need this." She almost ran into a door, but caught herself just in time, opening it to avoid getting hurt again. Evan and Camille watched them leave, confused.
"Did Kat just decide to spend time with James WITHOUT mentioning how much she hated him?" Evan realized.
"Yeah," Camille confirmed. "It must be opposite day or something."
"More like a sign of the apocalypse," Evan mumbled.
"I say we find a closet to make-out in," Camille decided. "Just in case the world is ending tomorrow."
"Good plan," Evan agreed. The two of them ran off to find said closet.
Kendall came into the main room of apartment 2J the next morning, putting on a sweater and looking over the scene in front of him. Logan was working on a laptop, James was eating cereal, Katrina was cooking something on the stove while humming a Big Time Rush song and Katie stood outside the bathroom door.
"Hey, guys and Kat," Kendall greeted the group. "Kelly needs us at the studio for an emergency band meeting because mellow Gustavo equals the worst soundtrack song ever. So, Kat, get your brother and Brandon and let's go!"
Logan finished his work on the laptop, "Can't, K-Dog." Kendall raised an eyebrow at the nickname. "Updating my Swag App for even more swagitude."
"Carlos?!" Kendall called out, almost afraid of what he'd hear.
Katie knocked on the bathroom door before announcing, "He won't come out of the bathroom."
"PANIC ROOM!" Carlos's voice carried through the door.
"A bird told him he's got twenty-four hours to live," Katie explained. Eyes turned to Dusty's cage in the corner of the room. The bird squawked. "Not that bird." She turned back to the door. "BUT I GOTTA BRUSH MY TEETH!" She knocked on the door again.
"WELL, I'VE GOTTA SAVE MY LIFE!" Carlos yelled from inside the bathroom. "SUPER PARROT KNOWS ALL!" Kendall turned to his friends sitting at the counter, even more confused than before.
James coughed before telling Kendall, "And I feel cold and clammy." Kendall gave James a look of disbelief. "Is it possible for someone to lose their swagger?"
Kendall furrowed his eyebrows, "What?"
"If there's a finite amount of swagger in the band," James started. "And if someone were to gain swagger-" His eyes moved to glance at Logan quickly. "Is it possible for someone else to lose their swagger?" Kendall stared at James like he was crazy for a second.
"Looks like I'll just hang with Wolff Pack today," Kendall turned to look at Katrina. The model stepped away from the stove, turned it off and poured some scrambled eggs onto a plate. Kendall smiled at his cousin who seemed to be the only one his age acting normal.
Instead of eating the eggs herself or giving them to her boyfriend, Katrina placed the eggs in front of James, knocking his bowl of cereal away, "Here, James. This should help your paling skin and get you back to your handsome self." She placed a comforting hand on his cheek. James gave her a small thank you smile. Grabbing James's no longer needed bowl of cereal, Katrina headed for the sink to clean it out.
"Hey, babe," Logan spoke to Katrina. She scowled hearing the word 'babe'. "Can you get me some scrambled eggs too?"
"Get it yourself!" Katrina snapped at him. Logan seemed slightly taken aback by her attitude. "No, seriously, get it yourself. I made extras." She gestured over to the pan almost completely filled with eggs. Logan shrugged and got up to help himself to the food. "Now, Kendall, what was it that you wanted?" Kendall stared at her with widened eyes. "Seriously, if you want eggs or something, I made plenty."
"No, it's okay," Kendall shook his head, clearly disturbed by Katrina's actions. "I'll just go find Evan and Brandon." He turned and headed for the door.
"Can you take them some eggs?" Katrina asked, already pouring out another plateful. "They never could cook for themselves and need some home cooking every now and then." Kendall took the plate she held out for him. "You should have some too. If you're gonna go alone, you'll need all the strength you can get. I'll put some eggs in a bag for you to eat on the go." She pulled out a sandwich bag and filled it up with scrambled eggs.
"This isn't necessary," Kendall insisted.
"Yes, it is," Katrina declared. "Can't let my cousin go head-to-head with Gustavo Rocque without getting some protein in his system." She gave him a big smile, holding the bag of eggs within his reach. Kendall yanked it out of her hands and headed for the door again. "Have a good day!" Kendall gave her a wave as he left.
Immediately going to the next door in the hallway, Kendall held up his hand to knock on 2K. Before he could, the door opened and Brandon stormed out, knocking Kendall to the side as he did so.
"I am NOT spending another second with THEM!" Brandon yelled before he disappeared down the hallway. Hesitantly, Kendall peeked inside the apartment and was immediately scarred for life. Evan and Camille were in the apartment, having a heavy make-out session on the couch. Kendall quickly placed the plate of eggs on a table inside the door and closed that door so he wouldn't have to see the image anymore.
"Okay, I'll go alone," Kendall spoke to himself as he walked down the hall.
Reaching the elevator, Kendall waited there for it to stop on his floor. When it did, the doors opened revealing Natalie inside.
"Hey," Natalie greeted him as Kendall joined her in the elevator. "How is everyone?"
"They've all taken crazy pills this morning!" Kendall exclaimed. "Carlos thinks he's going to die today because a parrot told him, James lost his swagger because Logan gained swagger, Kat seems more interested in James now than Logan, and Evan and Camille are making up for the time they spent apart during the holiday break."
"Fascinating," Natalie pulled out a pad of paper from the back pocket of her jeans and took the pencil out from behind her ear. "This warrants further research. Has Carlos always been this gullible? Does James suddenly seem smarter than he was before? How did he react to Kat's fawning over him? How did Logan react to his girlfriend being interested in another man that has shown interest in her? And, based on a scale of none to dog, how much tongue was used in the make up session between Evan and Camille?"
Kendall stared at her, "Are you serious?"
"When am I not serious?" Natalie brought up.
"Good point," Kendall responded. "Yes, Carlos is gullible. No, James wasn't smarter, just sick. He also didn't seem to really notice Kat's extra attention which is weird. Logan was too interested in being cool than what his girlfriend was doing. And, as for the tongue, you'd probably see less at a dog show and I only saw it for about five seconds." He shivered at the thought.
Natalie wrote it all down, "Maybe some of this could lead to an experiment. You guys are gold mines for research! I'm so going to get a Nobel Prize out of this time with you!"
"Yeah," Kendall raised an eyebrow. "Well, since you're getting something out of today, do you think you could do me a favor?"
Putting her note taking supplies back to their spots, Natalie nodded, "Seems only fair. What do you need?" Kendall gave her a smile.
Kendall and Natalie walked down the hallway of Rocque Records, heading over to where Kelly was standing. Upon seeing the two teens, Kelly went up to them, "Where are the other guys and Katrina?"
"They nuts," Kendall responded. "I brought Natalie though." Natalie waved to a confused Kelly. "Although, we probably won't need her. I bet Gustavo went home last night, realized his song stunk, kicked his cat and forgot about the whole Budda Bob thing. So, chill."
"Kendall," Kelly tried to get the boy to see some sense. "Gurus are rock and roll poison. It happened to the Beach Boys and the Beatles. They latch onto some spiritual wackjob and, next thing you know, they're wearing robes and heading to Tibet and bye-bye band. So, don't think that it can't happen to Big Time Rush and Wolff Pack."
"I'll believe that when I see it," Kendall insisted.
"Yeah," Natalie chuckled. "Besides, Wolff Pack writes their own songs, right? So, even if Gustavo is acting crazy, Wolff Pack won't feel the effects."
"Wolff Pack hasn't written a new song in over two months, almost three," Kelly told her. "And the last one written was by Evan. Didn't Katrina or Evan tell you? Gustavo's been writing their most recent songs." Kendall and Natalie exchanged quick looks. "The troubles with Katrina's writing seemed to have started in October. I mean, she's written songs since then, but she hasn't had inspiration with them and it shows."
"October?" Kendall picked up.
"Wasn't that the month where she had her latest coma?" Natalie remembered. Kendall nodded. "Maybe I was wrong about my earlier conclusion of her problem." Natalie pulled out her pad of paper and pencil, writing something down on it.
Before anyone could say another word, Gustavo burst through a set of doors, wearing a robe and carrying a stereo. He greeted the three people in Rocque Records' lobby, "Good morning, sky children." Kelly slapped her forehead.
"And now I've seen it," Kendall told Kelly.
"Fascinating," Natalie mumbled, her pencil writing increasing in speed.
"I listened to the song last night," Gustavo mentioned. "And I realized something."
"That it's horrifying?!" Kelly exclaimed. Kendall nodded.
"That it needed whale noises," Gustavo revealed. He held up his stereo and pressed a button. A song played from the speakers. The music made Natalie wince. "I think the TV producer man will find it transplendent."
Natalie stopped writing, "Is that even a word?" Gustavo didn't answer her, dancing away with his crazy music.
Kelly hit Kendall, "This is your Budda Boy's fault. Now, get him over here to fix that because Big Time Rush and Wolff Pack have got to get on that soundtrack."
"Or we can get Natalie to do it," Kendall turned to the smart girl. "You work with psychology, right? Fix it!"
"Well, I'm no doctor," Natalie put her note taking supplies away. "But I have dabbled in psychology. It could take months to get him fixed though."
"We don't have months!" Kelly yelled.
"I could try hypnosis," Natalie continued. "But that would only be an appearance fix. Anything could snap him back to this, even if hypnosis works. The best thing to do would be to find Budda Bob, figure out what he did and go from there."
"Then, let's find him," Kendall decided, leading Natalie down the hallway to search for the Palm Woods' maintenance man.
Katrina stood over James, watching the sick boy with empathy. Evan and Camille walked up to her, holding hands. Because she was so focused on James, Katrina didn't seem to notice the obvious relationship between the two.
"James, you look horrible," Camille noticed.
"It's Logan," James blamed his best friend. "He's sapping all my swagger."
"Poor baby," Katrina kneeled down to grab his hand. Evan and Camille exchanged concerned looks. "That jerk deserves to pay for what he's done to you."
"Kat, that jerk is your boyfriend," Evan reminded her.
"Maybe not for very long, if he keeps acting this way," Katrina declared.
"YES!" Evan cheered. "Finally! You realize you shouldn't have a boyfriend!"
"Uh, Evan," Camille spoke to him. "If Katrina breaks up with Logan, then she'll probably end up dating James."
Suddenly, Evan seemed horrified, "NO! He's WORSE than Logan!"
"Don't say that!" Katrina insisted. "James is sweet." She brushed a strand of hair out of James's face.
"I don't know what's wrong with Katrina," Camille mentioned. "But, James, it's all in your head. And, come on, let Logan have a little swagger for once."
Music grabbed the group's attention and they looked through the doors, into the lobby. Logan passed by the open doors, an entourage of ladies following him.
"Okay!" Evan exclaimed. "We HAVE to destroy that swagger app!" Camille gave him a confused look.
James got to his feet, "YES! Suddenly, I feel stronger."
Katrina got up too, grabbing his arm, "Good. Then, later, we can go out and do something." James glanced down at her with an eyebrow raised.
"Whoa!" Evan walked between the two, splitting them up. "Arms length apart from now on." He looked back and forth at James and Katrina. James seemed confused while Katrina stared at James with interest. "Kat, I think you've been brainwashed."
"I haven't been brainwashed!" Katrina denied.
"Why else would you be interested in JAMES?!" Evan yelled. "You HATE him!"
"I never realized how sweet he was," Katrina crossed her arms, continuing to defend her actions.
"Are we just gonna stand here or are we gonna destroy that app?!" James brought up.
"There are better things we can do other than destroy that app," Katrina waggled her eyebrows at him.
"NO!" Evan insisted. "We are destroying that app!" He pushed Katrina toward the exit of the pool. After glancing at each other, James and Camille followed them.
"Okay, Budda Bob," Natalie spoke to the janitor. "What did you do to him?" The two of them were with Kendall and Kelly in the studio, trying to come up with a way to turn Gustavo back to normal. The producer in question was in the control room for the studio.
"Uh," Budda Bob seemed confused by the question. "I calmed him down."
Natalie stared at him for a second before telling Kendall, "I can't work with hippies. They provide no help in the realm of science."
"If he can't do it your way, then maybe he'll do it my way," Kendall decided. "Budda Bob, just tell him that happiness is overrated and being stressful and angry powers his music."
"So, you want him to be completely stressed out and miserable again?" Budda Bob checked.
Kelly grabbed him and spoke in a threatening tone, "This soundtrack is HUGE for us!" She threw Budda Bob towards the door. After gesturing for the three to calm down, Budda Bob headed into the control room. Kendall, Natalie and Kelly watched as Gustavo and Budda Bob talked. Finally, Gustavo threw away the robe. The three in the studio cheered at the sight.
When Budda Bob came back to him, Kendall asked, "What'd he say?"
"He said he's giving up all material possessions," Budda Bob revealed. "Because time is an illusion and he's devoting his life to grooming trees." The three looked through the window to the studio. Gustavo had somehow gained some gardening supplies. They immediately turned to Budda Bob with an accusatory stare. "Did you not want that?" Instead of answering him, Kelly tackled him to the ground.
"Well," Natalie mumbled. "This went downhill very fast. You should have hypnotized him." Kendall turned a glare upon her.
James, Katrina, Evan and Camille were in the Palm Woods lobby. Camille sat at a table where a laptop was open with the details on the Swagger App. After looking over the details, she spoke to the others, "Since Logan's swagger is computerized, all we need to do is create a computer virus to destroy it."
"Where's Natalie when you need her?" Evan looked around for the smart girl. "She could figure it out."
"If Logan's going to steal my swagger," James mentioned. "Then I'll steal his smart brain stuff things." He was dressed in a lab coat, a pair of glasses covering his eyes.
"That is so hot," Katrina stared at James with desire. As she stepped towards him, Evan pulled out a squirt bottle and sprayed her with water. She glared at him. "What the hell, Evan?"
"Bad Kat," Evan told her as he sprayed her again. "Stop being attracted to James." She knocked the bottle out of his hand.
"Okay, James," Katrina turned to the pretty boy. "What do you need?" James stared at her blankly. "Logan likes to use whiteboards and those dry erase markers. Do you want me to get you those?"
James's eyes darted back and forth for a second before nodding, "Yes, that would be acceptable."
"Anything you need, I'll get it for you," Katrina assured him as she ran off to get the supplies James needed.
When she was gone, Evan turned to James, "What did you do to her?"
James furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"
"You know EXACTLY what I'm talking about," Evan insisted. "Kat is suddenly interested in you and hates Logan."
"She is?" James continued to be confused.
"Oh, don't play dumb!" Evan exclaimed.
"I'm not playing!" James declared. Evan and Camille exchanged quick looks.
"I don't think he's responsible for this," Camille reasoned.
"Then, who could be?" Evan asked. "Maybe the Zizi have started using hypnotism." Camille rolled her eyes as the mention of the Zizi.
"I got it!" Katrina called out as she returned, pushing along a whiteboard. "Now, James, get busy. Maybe I'll reward you when you find the solution." She bit her lip seductively as her eyes wandered up and down James.
James grabbed one of the dry erase markers and uncapped it, "Let's do this." He turned to the whiteboard and began writing.
Katrina, Evan and Camille watched with amazement as James wrote down equations, drew figures, made measurements and came up with answers on the whiteboard. He had written so much that, eventually, they had to get him another, bigger whiteboard to get all his calculations. Finally, he came up with the answer, 42, and circled it. With a smile, he turned to the group.
Breathing heavily, Katrina demanded from James, "Kiss me." She took one step toward him, but Evan immediately pulled her back.
"After we destroy this Swagger App, we're fixing her!" Evan declared, struggling to keep Katrina from James.
"Well?" Camille asked of James. "Did you find the answer?"
"Yeah, here's the problem," James told them. "I'm not bright." Katrina immediately stopped trying to get to James, staring at him in confusion. Evan glanced down at his sister, a look of realization crossing his face.
"Then, what is all that?" Camille pointed to all the work on the whiteboards.
"I think it's the recipe for toast," James revealed.
Suddenly, Logan danced past the group, music and people following him. The group stared at him; James in shock, Katrina in disgust, Evan in thought and Camille in defeat. Once Logan and his dancing teen posse had passed, James was back to his sick self.
"WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!" James yelled, falling to the floor.
Katrina took advantage of Evan's slack arms to escape his hold and knelt down next to James, "Oh, you poor baby. Let's get you up to the apartment and fix you up." She helped James to his feet and guided him over to the elevators.
"I think I know what's going on with Kat," Evan told Camille.
"The Zizi's brainwashed her?" Camille assumed.
"No, but it's actually a very simple explanation," Evan responded. "First, we should follow them and make sure that Kat doesn't do something she'll regret later." The two of them walked off in the direction James and Katrina had gone.
Kendall, Natalie, Kelly and Budda Bob watched from the sidelines as Gustavo worked with hedges in Palm Woods Park.
"He's talking to shrubs," Kelly spoke, clearly in defeat about the situation.
"If I were a doctor, I'd probably send him to a mental institution," Natalie revealed. "That man needs help."
"You don't think since nice, happy words got him into this that mean, angry words could get him out?" Kendall suggested.
"That seems as good as any solution," Natalie agreed.
"Well, there will be plenty of those when the producers of New Town High hear his happy, hippie, rainbow, whale song," Kelly responded.
"Maybe that's not such a bad thing," Kendall decided.
Kelly looked at him like he had gone crazy, "Yes, it is because then they would have heard it and it would be too late!"
Kendall shook his head, "Remember, Kelly, time is just an illusion." Budda Bob seemed to agree with this.
"You're smarter than you look," Natalie observed.
"I don't know whether that's a compliment or an insult from you," Kendall replied.
"Okay, whatever this plan is, how are we gonna get the bucket of love back to the studio?" Kelly brought up.
"Oh, I can get him there," Budda Bob got up from his seat. The next thing they knew, Budda Bob had tied Gustavo to the back of his tractor and dragged him towards Rocque Records.
"Alright," Kelly grabbed her things. "Let's go." She and Kendall got to their feet.
"You two have this, right?" Natalie checked. "I have to meet up with Cedric here in a few minutes, so it would seem pointless for me to go."
"Is it really necessary for you to meet up with him?" Kendall asked, a scowl present on his face.
"He's helping me with the details for the next few episodes of my TV show," Natalie revealed. "So, yeah."
"But do you REALLY need him for that?" Kendall continued to push the issue.
"Did you need me to come with you or something?" Natalie assumed.
"No, it's fine," Kelly assured her. "This isn't your problem to worry about. Come on, Kendall." After taking one last look at Natalie, Kendall followed Kelly towards the exit. "So, Cedric is Natalie's British boyfriend, right?"
"Yeah," Kendall scrunched his nose up in disgust. "British." Kelly raised an eyebrow, but didn't push the issue.
Evan watched with curiosity as Katie knocked on the door to the bathroom. Carlos yelled out from inside, "GO AWAY DEATH!"
"Has he been like this all day?" Evan asked his cousin.
"Yep," Katie answered before calling through the bathroom door, "It's me! And Super Parrot."
"Super Parrot!" Carlos immediately opened the door. He screamed at the sight outside. 'Super Parrot' was on the arm of a woman that looked like a gypsy. "Who's that?"
"This is Madam Zanzibar," Katie introduced the woman. Evan raised an eyebrow at the woman. "She lost her parrot last week when he flew out of her fortune teller's shop."
"What a coincidence!" Carlos exclaimed. "Super Parrot's a fortune teller too!"
"My dear, confused boy," Madam Zanzibar told him. "Pickles is not a fortune teller. He likes to repeat words he hears me say in the shop a lot like, for example, 'without a doubt' and 'signs point to yes'."
"Oh," Carlos crossed his arms angrily. "So, you just go off and tell your clients that they have twenty-four hours to live?"
"No," Madam Zanzibar explained. "Pickles is also addicted to hospital dramas."
The parrot squawked, "Get him into the OR stat! Clear! Clear!"
Seemingly responding to the other parrot in the room, Dusty suddenly spoke from his cage in the corner of the apartment, "He's alive! Why is he still alive?! He's supposed to be dead!" The group in the room ignored the gray parrot.
"So, I'm not gonna die!" Carlos exclaimed. "YES!" He shook the fortune teller's hand enthusiastically. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He then gave Katie a hug. "Katie, thank you so much!"
As soon as Carlos let go of Katie, she darted for the bathroom, "Being able to brush my teeth is thanks enough." She closed the door so she could brush her teeth in private.
"Well, back to another problem," Evan mentioned, moving over to where James was on the couch. Carlos and Madam Zanzibar looked over at the sick pretty boy. James coughed as Camille held out a drink for him. Katrina was cuddled up to James, crying into his shoulder like he was dying. While Camille was dressed in a nurse's outfit, Katrina had found a completely black dress, looking like she was in mourning. It seemed like James was dying since the boy was hooked up to a beeping machine and was relying on a breathing apparatus. "This is getting out of hand."
"And what's wrong with that one?" Madam Zanzibar asked.
"He lost his swagger," Camille revealed.
"That stupid, jerk Logan took it," Katrina added, pushing a strand of hair out of James's face. Madam Zanzibar looked on in sympathy.
"Has Kat gone crazy?" Carlos asked Evan.
"I think I know how to solve this," Evan answered. "I just need Logan to get here and talk to him."
Suddenly, the door to the apartment burst open and music filled the air. Logan strolled inside, not realizing that everyone in the room was glaring at him. Once inside, he spun around and closed the door behind him, cutting him off from his followers. Taking a deep breath, he turned to face the others.
That's when Logan finally noticed that something was wrong with James. He took off his sunglasses as he spoke, "Whoa, is that an EKG?" He made his way over to the group.
"SKG," Camille corrected him. "His swag count is dangerously low."
Katrina got to her feet and punched Logan in the arm, "Because YOU took it all, you big jerk!" Logan raised his eyebrows at Katrina. "You're not the man that I thought you were."
James pulled the oxygen mask from his face, speaking in a hoarse tone, "As you grow stronger, I grow weaker."
Logan shrugged, "Fine, you can have it back." Everyone looked at him in surprise. "I didn't even want the swagger. My pants are too tight, everyone keeps following me and, honestly, there's too much dancing."
"Really?" Camille seemed surprised.
"You DON'T like this cool look?" Katrina asked.
"Yeah, look," Logan pulled out his phone. "Swagger App, deleted." The beep on his phone indicated that the app was gone.
Suddenly, the SKG beeped at a higher pace and James got to his feet, miraculously healthy again. His clothes had even changed into something much more fashionable.
"I'm better now," James declared. Carlos and Madam Zanzibar high-fived as the fortune teller made her way out of the apartment.
"So am I," Logan revealed, putting his pocket protector into his leather jacket. "But you do realize your symptoms were psychosomatic?"
"And you do realize I have no idea what that means," James retorted. "But I do know-" He pulled out his mirror. "We look pretty again." After putting his mirror back, he continued. "And your girlfriend totally digs me now. Right, Kat?"
Everyone looked over at Katrina. She stared at James, clearly disgusted by the sight. James furrowed his eyebrows while Evan laughed.
"I think she's fixed now," Evan mentioned.
"But she was all over me!" James exclaimed. "What happened?!"
"You became disgusting," Katrina responded. "That's what happened." She grabbed Logan's arm. "I should have never had any doubt in my boyfriend. Although, I really hope he changes clothes soon because those are horrible."
"Oh, I get it," Logan smiled. "Kat is attracted to guys without swagger, like me. When I gained swagger and James lost it, she immediately became interested James. This actually makes me feel better."
"Why?" Katrina asked. "I had some weird feelings for your best friend. You should be mad at me."
"I always had this horrible feeling that you'd leave me for him," Logan admitted. "But now I know that you like me for me and you'd never do that. Well, as long as I remain who I am." Katrina gave him a kiss on his cheek.
"Aw," Carlos finally said something. "Kat's attracted to nerds." Laughter filled the room.
"Yes," Katrina agreed. "Yes, I am." Logan gave her a smile as she placed her head on his shoulder. James threw his hands up in the air in exasperation.
"So, Logan," Camille spoke up. "You're not worried Gustavo will be mad you threw away your swagger?" She turned to James. "And you still talk to your mirror?" The two boys immediately felt terror.
"Nah," Carlos shook it off. "He's really nice now."
Suddenly, Evan's phone buzzed and he pulled it out to check it. After reading the text, he informed the group, "Kendall just texted me. He said that Gustavo wants all of us in the studio to record the new songs for the TV show soundtrack. We should track down Brandon and get over there."
Logan placed his arm around Katrina's shoulders, guiding her to the door as he called out to the group, "Let's go!"
Big Time Rush stood in front of microphones in the studio, waiting for Gustavo to give them the okay to start recording their new song. Katrina, Evan and Brandon were in the studio too, tuning their instruments. They were going to play the instrumentals for Big Time Rush's new song before they recorded the new one for Wolff Pack. While Katrina and Evan were at their normal instruments, guitar and drums respectively, Brandon sat at the piano that he would play for Big Time Rush's song. A bass guitar leaned against the piano, ready for him to pick up for Wolff Pack's song afterward.
Kelly walked into the control room, a group of people following her. She leaned over and told Gustavo, "They're here. Whenever you're ready."
Gustavo cleared his throat as he pressed a button to speak to the group, "Alright, bands, let's hear my rocking new songs!"
While the trio with instruments played music, the four boys at the microphones sang their new song, Nothing Even Matters, together.
Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, eh
And nothing even matters
The rest of the boys dropped out while Logan continued singing, shooting a quick smile over at his girlfriend with the guitar.
It's like one for the haters and two for all of those
Who try to shut us down, they don't really know
There ain't nothing they can do that can tear us apart, no
I don't care about the money, don't care about the clothes
When we're together, baby, anything goes
We don't even need to prove what we feel in our hearts, no
Katrina gave Logan a wink as he finished his part. Kendall immediately took over.
This wall we built together, there ain't no way of knocking it over
And we'll be here forever, getting closer and closer, baby
The rest of the boys quickly jumped in for the chorus.
Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, eh
And nothing even matters
They can all talk, say what they want about us, about us
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, whoa
And nothing even matters
Once again, Logan had control of the verse on his own.
It's like a sound goes off and the people all freeze
They disappear and it's just you and me
Anything you wanna do, anything that you please, oh whoa no
Forget about our problems, forget about our past
I've seen the future and I know we're gonna last
Every second I'm with you just goes so fast, whoa, whoa
Just like before, Kendall took the few lines before all the boys sung the chorus.
This wall we built together, there ain't no way of knocking it over
And we'll be here forever, thought I told ya, thought I told ya, baby
Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, eh
And nothing even matters
They can all talk, say what they want about us, about us
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, whoa
And nothing even matters
After Kendall repeated the last two lines of the chorus, James stepped in for his solo of the song, Carlos complimenting that part with lines of his own.
Whoa, we don't even need to fight (We don't need to fight)
Everything will be alright (Oh yeah)
Nothing even matters
But you and I
The four boys joined together for the rest of the song, singing the chorus again.
Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, eh
And nothing even matters
They can all talk, say what they want about us, about us
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, whoa
And nothing even matters
Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, eh
And nothing even matters
They can all talk, say what they want about us, about us
Oh whoa
And nothing even matters, whoa
And nothing even matters
Gustavo barely had time to press a button and switch tracks before Katrina started up the beginning guitar solo for Wolff Pack's new song. Brandon quickly switched from piano to bass guitar, mumbling that there had to be an easier way other than have him play two different instruments. The four boys of Big Time Rush stepped to the side to allow Katrina to stand at a microphone. Logan lowered it so she didn't have to play the entire song on her toes to reach it. Katrina stopped her guitar solo and Evan picked up a quick drum solo where she left off. Once he was done with that, all three members of the band played together. After a few measures of just instruments, Katrina finally opened her mouth and sang into the microphone.
She's to die for
A little murder on the dancefloor calls her name
A little further to his heart she holds the flame
She is still so unsure
She always leaves him wanting more
You let me down, I can't let this go now
Time to turn it round again
She is dressed to kill and he is to die for
She knows he would kill just to hold her on the dancefloor
So, do we dare to take this dance
Well, I'm willing to take the chance
And tonight could be the night, baby
Just take my hand
I swear we'll make it right
And he's to die for
A little heartache in the shape of a girl
His little heart-shaped box just waiting to be filled
She knows what she came for
She always leaves him wanting more
You let me down, I can't let this go now
Time to turn it round again
She is dressed to kill and he is to die for
She knows he would kill just to hold her on the dancefloor
So, do we dare to take this dance
Well, I'm willing to take the chance
And tonight could be the night, baby
Just take my hand
I swear we'll make it right
But she's too caught up in moves
And the moonlight plays so soft on her skin
And she's singing, he's sinking
It's the sweetest sin
Oh, the state that she has got him in
But she
She's too caught up in moves to even notice you
And she's singing, she's swinging her hips
He keeps saying and praying
That one day he will know her lips
She is dressed to kill and he is to die for
She knows he would kill just to hold her on the dancefloor
So, do we dare to take this dance
Well, I'm willing to take the chance
And tonight could be the night, baby
Just take my hand
I swear we'll make it right
I swear we'll make it right
I swear we'll make it
Wolff Pack finished their song and heard applause. Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan joined Katrina by the microphones, ready to hear what their audience thought. Brandon stepped forward too, still holding the bass guitar. Evan got up from behind the drums so he could be a part of the group waiting for the reaction. Gustavo and Kelly turned in their seats to face the applauding executives.
"Those are JUST what we were looking for!" the lead executive told Gustavo. The producer got to his feet. "And perhaps Big Time Rush and Wolff Pack will make an appearance in our school dance episode?"
"Done," Gustavo assured him, shaking the man's hand. The group of executives left and Gustavo turned to the bands waiting in anticipation. He turned on the speaker to talk to them, "Looks like our songs are going to be on TV!" Everyone cheered. Gustavo and Kelly made their way into the studio as the producer continued, "And forget what I said about wanting you dogs to change. Although, I still think the cat could do better about not getting injured all the time." Katrina winced as she nodded her head slightly. "But, let's just stay our usual, annoying selves."
"Good," Carlos agreed. "Cause I am done taking advice from birds."
James pulled out his mirror and stared at his reflection, "James and I totally agree."
"And I can get all the swagger I need with a simple pair of shades," Logan decided, putting on a pair of sunglasses. Katrina immediately took a step away from him.
"Feeling woosy," James spoke before fainting.
Logan took off the sunglasses, "Okay! No shades!" James got back up to his feet, his smile lighting up the room. Kendall and Carlos, noticing this, smirked mischievously as they got Logan to put the sunglasses back on.
James fell again to the laughter of his friends. He yelled out from the floor, "Stop that!"
Katrina pulled the sunglasses off Logan's face, "Yes, stop that! It's making me all confused and stuff." As though he could sense it, James got up as soon as the sunglasses were off Logan's face.
"So, you love him when he's nerdy, but hate him when he's popular," Brandon deduced. "That actually makes a lot of sense."
"Talk about a love/hate relationship," Carlos mentioned to the laughter of everyone else.
"I wouldn't be happy if I were you," a voice interrupted the laughter. Heads turned to look for the source of the voice, finding Mercedes Griffin standing in the doorway. "Because that's the last song Wolff Pack will ever record."
"Why?" Evan asked.
"I didn't pick Wolff Pack's demos," Mercedes revealed. Everyone froze, staring at Mercedes in shock.
(A/N): Cliffhanger time! And so begins a new plot twisting storyline! Wolff Pack's demos weren't picked! Why not? They worked really hard on them and everyone seemed to assume that their demos would get accepted. There must be some huge reason not to pick Wolff Pack. With Wolff Pack gone, what will Katrina, Evan and Brandon do now? Meanwhile, Evan and Camille have made their relationship official! Too bad they had a bit of trouble with letting Katrina know. What will happen when they finally DO let her know? What will happen when LOGAN finds out? It's bound to happen eventually since everyone else knows, except Carlos. Poor Carlos. Always out of the loop. Well, maybe not always. He does know about Natalie's pretend-British boyfriend. We didn't see him in this chapter, but perhaps he'll be in the next one, giving the group another chance to spy on him and find out what he's up to. Or maybe he won't. There's a few storylines that don't involve him that require some attention first. You'll have to wait to find out. Hopefully, it won't be months and I can get it up as quickly as I created this one. Just letting all of you know, something big is coming up very soon. Something mind-blowingly shocking. Something involving the Zizi. You won't see it coming! But, that's all I can say. So, until next time, happy reading!