I'm dating a CIA

Introduce

Lemme get this straight...
I'm Kendall Schmidt. You probably already know about me. I'm a songwriter, singer and actor. I'm in a band called Big Time Rush and Heffron Drive. And I am a CIA.
You might wondering how did famous people like me can be an agent and work for CIA. Well, before I get famous, I already worked for CIA. I wasn't famous then.
~Flashback~
I was in my office doing my things until someone knocked on the door,
"Come in!" I said.
"Sir, Mr. Reynolds wants to see you immediately" my secretary said.
"What is it about?" I ask her.
"I'm not sure sir, but I heard it's something about a record company" she said.
I got up and headed to his office,
"Good Morning Mr. Schmidt. Please sit" he greeted. I smiled,
"Good morning sir" I greeted him back.
"You know I'm not good at starting a conversation so let's get to the point" he said. I chuckled,
"I know sir" I said smiling.
"There was a murder in some record companies these past few days. I want you to figure out who was the murderer by masquerade as a famous actor or singer whatever you want. This is a hard job Mr. Schmidt so I want you to focus on what your doing. Because you're going to have 2 careers at the same time. A secret agent and a famous celebrity. I want you to report every second that happen in there. Now, all you have to do is go to a record company, get an audition and be that famous celebrity. Can you do that Kendall Schmidt?" He asked.
I was speechless, I'm going to be famous? Isn't that too risky and dangerous for my reputation? And besides, a singer? That's mean I have to write songs and stuffs! This is waste of time... And he called me by my full names! That's rude.
"Uh. I don't know sir but a famous celebrity? Isn't that too risky and dangerous? If someone knows about me being a CIA, my rep will be crashed! I don't think it's a good idea Mr. Reynolds sir" I said. He leaned closer,
"No, it's not dangerous Kendall. No one suspect you being a secret agent when you're a famous celebrity. But, you just have to be careful from the paparazzi and fans. They know everything" he said. I gulped,
"Well, I guess I have to give it a try" I said shrugging. He smiled,
"Good, the car is waiting for you. Good luck with audition, it's the part of the plan" he said. I nodded,
"I'll do my best sir" I said smiling. He nodded then I left his office.
I got in the car and we drove to the most famous company in a history, Paramount Studio. That's where my "career" will start.
~end of flashback~
That's how I'm famous. It sucks because I don't like singing. But I'm a good singer. So... Yeah. Whatever.