Natalie
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"Alright, let's get some things straight. We have a week to finish this song and get it in Griffins' hands if you want this to work. Which means that you have to actually work and not slouch around!" Gustavo yelled, causing me to jump backwards in my seat in his office.

"Gustavo, have you noticed that I've only been here three days and I haven't had any time to actually relax and enjoy myself? I'll do this song and get it done, but you have to take all the pressure off my back." I started to snap, but regained my composure and settled down.

Kelly gave me a look as if to say that I struck him in the back, but it was also combined with a look of her being impressed with my choice of words and not screaming at him. I scooted my chair back and stood up straight, heaving the chair behind me until it hit the wall.

"Are we doing this or what?" I raised my eyebrow, turning on my heel and heading to the studio. I left Gustavo and Kelly speechless the whole time we recording the song. I just wanted to get this done and make sure I can hang out with the guys and the girls before the sun goes down.

Once I finished recording part of the song, I scooped up my bag and walked down the hallway and out the building. Jo and Camille were waiting for me inside the lobby when I returned. They weren't alone, either. Behind Camille, Logan was crouching behind her in an attempt to hide himself.

"What are you doing Logan?"I laughed to myself as I set my stuff down on the chair beside me. Logan peeked around Camille's waist, his eyes widening. He pushed a finger up to his lips and shushed me. "I'm hiding from Carlos. He's trying to attack me for taking his helmet away because I told him he was too obsessed."

I barked out in complete laughter. This was probably the most funniest thing I've ever heard come out of a sixteen year old teenage boys mouth. I was the only one laughing, which made me look like a freak, I assumed. Logan's arms  spread up and his face told me that I should shut up.

Carlos came running from the elevators, causing Logan to scream and bolt towards the pool. "Kendall, James, help!" He yelled as Carlos chased him. I shook my head and sat down with Jo and Camille.

"How'd your recording go?" I turned my attention to Camille. I smiled at her, letting her know it went okay. "I have an acting audition here in about 10 minutes." She said, then her phone buzzed. "Or now." Then she left.

Jo and I talked about random things, until Kendall came over and sat by me. "Hey Natalie. Hi Jo." He smiled at the both of us, Jo getting up and leaving to give us time alone. Part of me wished she stayed, considering that Kendall was super attractive and I'm very awkward around him.

"I was thinking that I take you on a date. What do you think?" Kendall asked, his eyes intently on mine. I tried sealing the huge lump that was stuck right in my throat.

"Boyfriend back home." The words slipped out of mouth before I even had time to stop them.

"What?" It seemed as if we were both shocked by my answer. I nodded as if I was being honest with him, although I clearly wasn't. I hate lying to people.

"I hope I could meet him next time. What's his name?" He asked, shocking me. "It's Travis." I said, coming up with most stupid name of all time. Who knows a Travis? I know I don't, which is going to be something that will have some explaining to do to Kendall when he finds out I lied to him, and that's not an impression I want from him.

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I walked aimlessly around the living room of my apartment as I thought of the lie I just magically made up to Kendall. How in the world was I supposed to pull this off? How am I supposed to find a guy named Travis and have him act as my boyfriend? This is why I don't lie to people. I can never get out of them without being caught in the lie.

My hands clutched at my hair, pulling at it in frustration. I separated one of my hands from my hair and rest it on the side of my face in order to calm me down from hyperventilating. Sometimes this worked, other times it didn't.

An idea sprung to life after countless minutes of thinking. I jumped up from my couch and threw open the door. If this doesn't work, then I'm toast.

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