WooHoo 2! New BTR RP~ [Private]

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    I'll be mai bad-ass Willow, Kenny, Logie, and one of my other girls Faolan. She has a twin brother named Fabian, and they're identical.

    Weird...


    Willow sat on a chair, checking her facebook with a concentrated frown.


    Logan armwrestled with Kendall, smiling as he saw he was beginning to win.


    Faolan sighed, looking outside.

    [sup]Carlos spotted Willow in a chair, then snuck behind her as quietly as he could and whispered, "Corndogs!" loudly in her ear.


    Kendall frowned, biting his lip. "How the hell are you stronger than me?"

    Willow screamed, suddenly wirling around in the rolling chair as she sprung from it and attack Carlos.


    Logan grinned, slamming his hand down as he pulled out his tape recorder, playing part of Sexy and I Know It. "I-I, I work out."

    [sup]Carlos screamed like a girl, then yelled, "Protect the helmet!" as he wrestled with Willow.


    Kendall rolled his eyes. "I bet you I can beat you again..." He challenge under his breath, raising a brow as he glanced at Logan to make sure it wasn't heard.


    Holly snorted from the kitchen. "No, you don't!"

    Willow eventually pinned him, panting. "Don't do that unless you wanna see helmet in the garbage can!"


    Logan yelled back, "Yes I do!"

    [sup]Carlos started bawling. "I was just playing!" He cried out.


    Kendall scoffed along with Holly. "Uh-huh. Riiiiight." He gave a sarcastic thumbs up.

    [sup]Carlos pouted, pushing her away. "Shut up..." He grumbled, then smirked. "I thought I was your sexy Spanish heartthrob?"


    Kendall scoffed, looking up with knowing eyes as he tipped his head a little. "Little Logie, I don't need to work out."


    Holly walked out, then poked his bicep. "Legit shit, bro."

    I grabbed his finger, bending it back as I growled, "You better shut that Latin mouth of yours if you wanna live to your birthday..."


    Logan rolled his eyes. "Pfft. Yeah, right."

    I let go, scowling as I muttered, "I'm loving you a little less..."


    Logan smirked, cooing, "You just can't stand the fact that I beat you!"