Aim High, Never Rest

I walked through Palm Woods Park with a script in hand. It was a commercial script for some kind of new product that they were trying to selling. I think it was called Shades Skin Lotion. I just recently found out that I had to be a Singer, in a band, a TV show, or a commercial, to attend Palm Woods high. I wasn't an official singer yet and doing a commercial seemed like the easiest. So that's what I was doing. Turns out I had really awesome skin and was prefect for the part. Hm James methods really did work.

I was in the park because it simulated the perfect place to practice a monologue. It was all peaceful and whatnot. I liked it. You could have never got this in New York.

"Your skin not have the perfect tone or are is your skin getting dry and flaking up-" I stopped the middle of the sentence taking in what I was saying. "Who writes these things?" They totally said the last part like skin was hair or something. I shook my head and continued reading.

"Leave the cracks behind and get-" I stopped again but this time it was because I almost stepped on someone sitting on a blanket while I was walking. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" I say stepping back. It was a guy from the pool. He had the same guitar he had minus the group of girls. "Its fine," He said in a calm low voice while strumming a few chords, sort of as if he was high or something. I just kind of looked in confusion.

"Stepping on people already?" I got surprised by a out-of-nowhere voice. I jumped around to see James standing there. "One day already and this town already changed you." I let out a chuckle. I obviously knew it was a joke.

"No," I crossed my arms over my chest. "I was practice my lines and I accidentally stepped on him." I closed my case.

"Mhm sure you were." He said. "I'm sure Guitar Dude begs to defer." James smirked

"Wait, why is his name 'Guitar Dude'?"

"No one know's his real name." He crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you have lines for anyways." He grabbed the script from my hand and looked it over. "Seriously, who writes these things?" I let out a light giggle.

"Same thing I asked." I took my paper back. "But if I want to get into Palm Woods High then I have to do it."

"Well I'm sure you'll nail it," he flashed an sincere smile. "I mean you do have great skin." He taunted. Basically bragging.

"Oh hush, I could have great skin without your help thank you very much." I playfully pushed him on his well toned chest. "What are you doing here anyways, following me?" I teased.

"Yes that's exactly what I'm doing." He laughed with me. "I was just heading back to Palm Woods and if your done here, we could walk together."

"Hmm, I guess." I picked up my bag and slug it over my shoulder, then we begin to walk.

On our short venture back to the main building, James talked about the band and how they got the record deal of a lifetime. By time we got to the buliding he was talking about The Big Time Rush tour. While he was talking and just before we walked through the doors my phone started to ring. "I'm sorry," I looked at the caller id. It was very important. "I have to take this."

After the very few seconds on the phone I turned to James with a huge smile plastered on my face. "I got the part...if you wanna call it that!"

"That's awesome!" We both pulled each other onto a hug. Realizing what I was doing I quickly pulled out of his arms.

"Uh sorry about that." I snake my fingers through my hair. I did that when I felt nervous and right now that's what I felt like. "Well I should go, I'll have to get up early."

"Wait um, me and the guys are throwing a party tomorrow and you should be there." he said as we walked in the lobby.

"Wait isn't it against policy to throw a party?"

"Yeah we'll have that taken care of and we'll have a bang band." He had on a sly smirk.

"Well...if I have nothing to do tomorrow night then sure I'll go." I smiled, who am I kidding. I won't have squat to do tomorrow night.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow." I assured and we went our seperate ways. I couldn't help but think how my first party at Palm Woods would be like. It could go horribly wrong or I could one of the best nights. I guess I will see tomorrow night.