Big Time Big Brother

Remolding 2J

The very next day, the following evening. The boys were complaining and exhausted, and I (outfit 32)was still happy, and full of energy. Granted I was also exhausted, but I didn't show it otherwise. How are you still full of energy? My brother asked me. I'm not, well ok I am but I guess I'm just too happy to care, but I'm totally exhausted and my feet really hurt, but you won't find me complaining. We all sat down ready to relax but then we got yelled at for being "on set."

We got picked up and moved to the lobby. But then Mr. Bitters moved us back to our apartment, which was totally disgusting and falling apart. And with all our weight the couch had fallen and caved in on us. The boys hoped off, but I got stuck sunk into it. Hey guys, a little help? I gotcha sis. My brother grabbed a hold of my hands and pulled me out of the couch and onto my feet, as I stumbled around a bit.

That couch is like a beanbag chair, you sit in it, it caves in on you, you can't get up. Just like at home, when we would play fight and you'd shove me down into the beanbags and proceed to either leave me there to get out or tickle me silly until you decided I'd had enough. He rolled his eyes, and ruffled my hair, as we all decided to go down and demand that Mr. Bitters give a new room.

And back up to 2J with Bitters we went. As he tried to explain to us, what was supposed to make the room so cool. And then of course Kendall had to make a comment. Sh. I whispered, tugging on his arm. Well can we at least paint the place? No, because according to your lease there will be no painting and no hanging of personal pictures.... Ok I'll allow that one. Underneath there was a huge ugly hoe in the wall where a pipe would be just about ready to burst.

An when Bitters left slamming the door, the picture fell off the wall and the pipe burst. As the guys and I got sprayed on, but mostly the guys because they all covered me. Thanks you guys. I giggled. All: No problem. Yep we need a new crib. You said it. Sure like one's just gonna fall out of the sky? Guess what the very next day (outfit 13) it was like a miracle.

The marketing team had put together what they called their ultimate teen hangout crib. As we all looked at it in amaze. It had everything we've ever wanted. Including Carlos's swirly slide. Can't forget about the swirly slide. This is what we needed. Check it out! Griffin said we'd get to live in there for a promotion to help out with something big Griffin was doing, We get to live in there? I asked excited.

You sure do precious, and Gustavo your boys are gonna make this deal with my very important person a big hit, and do good, or else. But you only get to live it in for two hours while you help shoot the promo video. Oh, and write this down somebody, but do interviews. Oh and I want a performance in the teen club crib thing, and I want the interviews done by the water, it's supposed to be lucky.

And I need everything ready in two days. Or the music division will be gone! But, hey don't forget to have plenty of fun ok? He smiled ruffling my hair and walked away. While Gustavo had his own plan, the rest of us were trying to figure out how to either convince someone to build it all in 2J instead or, how to move it all to 2J ourselves. And back to 2J we found ourselves planning on how to get the good crib to turn out like the bad one and get rid of the bad one.

No way, Logan said. That's impossible. Kendall just smiled preparing to give one of his prep speeches. Um, a week ago we were a group of friends on a hockey team in Minnesota, and now we're a band in L.A. anything I repeat anything is possible. James wanted us to make bandanas our thing, since it was clearly his, and Logan wanted to know how we were getting all of the new stuff into this place.

Step one, convince the design person to start building the teen club crib here, and not at Roque Records. Logan questioned it, but of course Kendall always had a plan. If there's a will there's a way. Logan are you forgetting that Palm Woods in home to the "future famous?" We all rushed down to the lobby to get people to help us. And around the corner, where Camille would be she was in a big black dress and crying slapping my brother in the face.