𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖, Kendall Knight.

𝐱𝐢𝐢. 12 days.

"Well, it looks like Gustavo wants to see us," Mindy remarked, breaking the brief moment of peace.

"Yeah... all of us." Kimberly hesitated. 

Kimberly furrowed her brow, confusion clouding her thoughts. It seemed odd to her that Gustavo would want to see all of them at the same time. After all, she and Mindy were the ones tasked with creating the demo songs for Arthur Griffin. What could the boys possibly have to do with their meeting?

"Doesn't that seem a bit strange?" Kimberly voiced her thoughts, glancing around at the others for confirmation.

Mindy shrugged, her expression mirroring Kimberly's uncertainty. "Yeah, it does," she agreed, furrowing her brow in confusion. "I wonder what Gustavo wants with all of us."

James exchanged a puzzled glance with Carlos, his brow furrowing in thought. "Maybe he wants to discuss our dance routine?" he suggested, though even he seemed unconvinced by the idea.

Kimberly nodded slowly, though the unease in her stomach lingered. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Gustavo's request than met the eye. But for now, all they could do was follow his instructions and see what he had in store for them.

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"12 DAYS"

Gustavo's booming voice echoed through the recording studio, causing everyone to snap to attention. Mindy and Kimberly exchanged confused glances as they sat nervously on one side of the room, while James, Carlos, Logan, and Kendall huddled together on the other side.

"In 12 days, Griffin is coming here to discuss who gets a contract with Rocque Records. Only one of you groups will get it. ONE!"

Mindy bit her lip anxiously, while Kimberly fidgeted with her hair. Meanwhile, James smirked confidently, flanked by his bandmates who wore matching determined expressions.

Kendall stepped forward, his eyes locked with Gustavo's. "So, what's the plan? We gotta work hard and show him what we've got, right?"

Gustavo leaned back in his chair, eyeing Kendall with a mixture of skepticism and annoyance. "Of course, you gotta work hard! You think success just falls into your lap like raindrops? No! You gotta earn it! And you better believe Griffin won't settle for anything less than the best."

Logan raised his hand hesitantly. "Um, what if both groups are really good? Will both of us get the contract?"

Gustavo shot Logan a withering glare. "Listen Einstein, that's not how it works in the music industry. Griffin wants the best, and only the best!"

Mindy raised her hand tentatively, her voice wavering as she spoke. "And what about us? What's our plan?"

Gustavo's gaze shifted to Mindy and Kimberly, a scowl forming on his face. "You two? You better figure out how to stand out, because the competition is fierce. And I mean FIERCE!"

James scoffed, "You guys are never gonna get that contract," James scoffed as he flipped his hair.

Mindy's cheeks flushed with anger, but before she could retort, Kelly entered the room, carrying a stack of papers.

"Okay, everyone, let's get down to business. Mindy and Kimberly, you have 12 days to come up with four demo songs that showcase your unique style and talent. And James, Carlos, Logan, and Kendall, you need to step up your game and show Griffin why you deserve that contract."

Gustavo nodded approvingly at Kelly's words, his eyes darting between the two groups. "Yeah, and I'm only gonna say this once. I'll work with both groups, but that doesn't guarantee anything. Griffin's the one with the final say, got it?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

As the two groups filed out of Gustavo's office, tensions hung thick in the air. Mindy and Kimberly shared a determined glance, knowing they had a lot of ground to cover in just 12 days. Meanwhile, James, Carlos, Logan, and Kendall huddled together, already brainstorming ideas for their next big hit.

With Griffin's visit looming just around the corner, the pressure was on for both groups to prove themselves worthy of that coveted Rocque Records contract.