As a way to apologize for my unintentional hiatus, here's this story about Jo! I got this idea when I was listening to The A Team by Ed Sheeran. Here goes nothing, guys! :)

I don't own Big Time Rush or Ed Sheeran and that makes me very sad.

Jo Taylor's life was perfect. She had a successful acting career, an amazing boyfriend who many girls dreamed of having, some of the greatest friends she could ask for, a pretty face with a personality to match, and that was only the beginning of the list.

It's a shame that this picture-perfect life existed only in her mind.

She wasn't always like this. It just seemed that lately, the way the world seemed in her childhood was far different than the way the world really is. In her young, naïve mind, the world was a glorious place. People were nice to each other, there was no fighting, everything was easy, a difficult decision that could leave you with ghastly consequences ceased to exist, nobody was displeased when you did something wrong, the examples go on. To a youthful child like Jo Taylor, the world was perfect.

As soon as the child entered middle school, she seemed to still get along nicely. Jo realized that there were some bumps in the road of life, but it was nothing she wasn't able to get over in a few days. The blonde still had the same vision of a perfect world, but as time passed while she was in middle school, the picture was slowly altering and forming into something that an optimist might consider great, maybe even fantastic, but it could definitely not be classified as flawless anymore.

The moment the girl graduated middle school and moved on to high school, it took a short amount of time for Jo's unrealistic picture of an ideal earth to be ripped to shreds, trampled on, shattered, devastated, absolutely destroyed.

The people? Discourteous, ill-mannered, jerks who seemed to live simply to obliterate everyone's self-esteem. Fights? It was hard to go a day without hearing a group of kids either gossiping about one happening or fearing they were going to be the next victim. Everything being easy? That was one of the biggest fabrications a person could make about this place. Decisions? You either did the wrong thing, suffered the consequences, and were still accepted by your peers, or you did the right thing, went on with your daily life, but were shunned by nearly every person around you. Making mistakes? It seemed as though anyone who did even the tiniest, miniscule thing wrong was better off being criminal. It was as if everyone was expected to know everything and not have any experiences to learn from.

So as soon as Jo managed to escape her personal pit of despair, she decided she was going to go back to her childlike perspective and create the perfect world for her. She changed back to how she felt at age six. People were nice again, everything was simple once more, decisions weren't impossible, and mistakes were made.

Because, honestly, who wouldn't want to go back to the fantasy?

stuck in her daydream, been this way since eighteen….

Fun Facts!

1. I started the first couple paragraphs and left the story for a couple weeks before going back and writing the middle, and I finally finished it today!

2. The lyric was originally at the beginning of the story, following the disclaimer.

3. I used the thesaurus a lot for this one….

4. The beginning of my A/N was an overly-long rambling about why I haven't been updating A Rusher's Life. I should probably go work on that now.

BIG NEWS! I am going to be participating in the Semi Official BTR One Shot Day! (That is a mouthful.) So, on February 8th, expect a cute little one-shot from me! :)

It will probably be baby Kendall and Logan. Just saying.

Thanks for reading! :)