James's POV:

"You can come back anytime! I'll always have food!" I hollered, not sure if he heard me. I had a really hard time trying to believe what just happened. When I was younger in high school, many of my freinds lied to me all the time and teased me because I'm gullible. Ever since then, I have a hard time trusting people.

He's got to be lying about something, I thought, I mean what are the odds of me happened to be startled by my own shadow and that happens to be his name?! He's- This is so jacked up!

I thought again, Maybe it's faith. Maybe God wanted me to know his name. He wanted me to meet this boy.

I opened the back door and walked inside.

The following morning, I'm at work and we are going to begin filming the one of the episodes of this season.

The cast was eating lunch, and we were wating for one of the loud bells to ring; the one that sounded like a little siren. That sound meant that we should get on the set and get into scene. There was a din of chatter, and everyone had their own every-day conversations.

"Hey, guys," I interrupt,"Guess what? I found someone stealing the vegetables from my garden."

"Gardening is for girls." Carlos whispers to annoy me.

"Shut up, Carlos. Anyway-"

"Why didn't you tell us earlier? How long has 'eh been stealing from you?!" Logan asks.

"I don't know. I didn't find it to be a very big deal. He's been stealing from my garden for a week. Maybe more.

"So who is he?" Kendall asks.

"A little boy," I say, taking a big bite out of my pavlova and swallowing it almost whole before I speak again. Yeah, not the healthiest lunch in the world,"No older than six 'er seven, I guess. Greasy and matted black long hair with dirt. His eyes are bright blue like sapphire. He showed up in my garden at...what, 8? 9PM?"

Carlos's face flattens. "What's his name?"

"You might find this hard to believe, but his name is Shadow-"

"Yeah, right."

"It's true! I'm telling you! But anyway, I asked him about his family and stuff. He never said a word. When I asked about his mother, he pointed up to the sky."

Erin's heart sunk. "Aw, poor little thing!"

Glickman was eavesdropping. "You mean you fed some kid you don't even know? A kid who was stealing from you?"

"Because he had to. He's a hungry lil' thing."

"Stealing's stealing," He says, "You don't look at a theif and say, 'Come on in. I've got more good stuff here.'" I feel my neck tightening and I ignore him. Logan grunts and crosses his arms. He wiped away imaginary dust from the table and leaned himself against it. "Could it have been the Lark boy from over on the hill on Goosedale Drive?"

"They don't live there anymore. They left years ago." Robert Byrd, the janitor, chimes in as he comes in to mop the floor from the other side of the room, "Damn, it's cold as hell in here." He complains about the 68 degree temperature in the room. He's always complaining.

Kendall turns around to look at him with one of his big eyebrows raised. "Um, Robert- hell is hot!" Robert looks angry about his reply but Robert always sounds angry, mostly with his wife who is a constant disappointment to him. I guess he figures smacking her around will make her less disappointing. I've never liked Robert and don't intend to start making conversation with him today.

"What am I hearing in here?" Carlie asks as she walked in late for work.

"Nothing Clarlie-Belle." Kendall says using her nickname.

She turns to look at me. "Are you feeding some kid that's from the hills nearby your house?"

I wave my hand in the air. "It's no big deal, Carlie." She steps forward as if she's just been called as a star witness at a murder trial. "No big deal? Do you know those people up there? They've got their own ways."

"Alright, Carlie. Message recieved."

Carlie and Robert both give me a look that says I'm crazy for not heeding Carlie's words, and I quickly get up and slam down my used napkin into the full trashcan. I come back and sit down. "I'll let you guys know what I find out. I told him he could come back."

"Be careful," Steven says,"You could be inviting the devil himself in." As soon as he uttered the last word of his warning, the bell rang that meant that lunch was over and to head to the set.

Logan's POV:

As soon as I came home from work at 7PM, I turned on my computer and went stright to twitter. I saw that Carlos had tweeted a photo and decided to see what's up. It was a picture of him and his girlfriend at a restraunt, sharing a big plate of Swordfish involtini. I smiled at the two of them. I happened to glance at the comments under the photo:

Aww :) You guys are cute!

Wow that food looks good! And I'm here eating stupid Frosted Flakes. -_-

Don't eat all that food Carlos or else you'll end up fat like Logan.

Ouch. That hurt bad. I didn't know what to think of that comment. I shook my head and tried to ignore it. But the comment was still locked on my mind as I opened up a new tab and went to Google Images. I knew that because I was famous, I could easily find a lot of photos there. I typed in my name in the search bar at the top and here were some related searches that popped up under it:

Logan Henderson

Logan Henderson Big time Rush

Logan Henderson and Kendall Schmidt

Logan Henderson fat

It had been less than 2 minutes and I already found two comments saying I was overweight. I never liked the word "Fat" because that word sounded offensive. To me, "overweight" looked like a more...formal, a bit nicer way to address someone as. I wasn't really sure how to explain it.

I mean sure, over the past 2 years I had started working out and had gained a couple pounds, but does that mean I'm...that? I chuckled. This was something a woman would be bugging about, not a grown man. But I mean come on! A couple people had made fun of me for being the scrawny guy of the group, and I also noticed that my bandmates were starting to work out. So I did too, and now they're calling me fat?! What the fuck do they want from me?!I was so confused. Kendall, James, and Carlos said I looked fine. In fact while we were in Malibu, Kendall would cover his lower area with the closest pillow there was everytime I entered the room wearing my swim trunks. And I knew what he was hiding.

Although I shouldn't let this get to me, it made me angry. Tears pricked my eyes, but I quickly wiped them away. Forgetting about changing my profile picture, I slammed my computer shut in the blink of an eye.