Hey, its me! Yes, I know I've already got a story for James, but I really want to try this. Anyway, I'm not giving up on the other James story. Just taking a break. Also the people's names like mine and others are real names with real people attached. I thought it would be cool to show off what kind of friends have made me crazy...just don't tell them. they might kill me later. Haha. But hope you like this so far, cause I know I do. Don't forget to leave a comment and tell me what you think should happen. I write for you!

~Lindsay

James's pov

All around me the night was slowly getting darker as the hours past. On the other side of the wall, Carlos's breathing was slowing down. Turning peaceful for once. The thought of Carlos being calm made me chuckle. The kid was always bouncing off the walls. Which, in turn, would drive Logan and Kendall crazy.

But I was wasting time. And I didn't have time to waste.

As silent as I could be, I rose from the bed and grabbed the secret bag from under the bed. Since I fell "asleep" before the other guys, I was still dressed. Closing the door softly, I turned to face the dark hallway. When I first started sneaking out I would crawl on the floor so I wouldn't bump into anything that would wake anyone up. I didn't need a sleep deprived Mama Knight after me. But as the months went by, I starting getting better at knowing where stuff was.

Checking my phone I noticed it was 12:28. Shit. I was going to be late.

The lobby was still lit for the guest that stay out late. Bitters had other guest then just us Hollywood kids and he had to accommodate to the others. But it was just find for me. I couldn't walk through here if he just decided to turn off the lights.

Outside the door waited Waylon, Lindsay, Mason and Summer leaning on the Shitmoble.

Waylon, the unnatural blond dressed with a Green Day shirt and cargo shorts, had his tan arm wrapped around the shorter blond in her flowery shirt and shorts, Summer. Even though it was hot outside, Lindsay was wearing her black skull hoodie and black jeans. Her short black hair covered most of her pale face, dark brown eyes poked through her purple glasses. Then there was Mason. The giant stood over 6 foot and wearing his normal attire. His dream school colors of purple and gold covered his shirt.

"Jamie! Where were you?" Lindsay bounced towards me. I rolled my eyes at her energy that seemed to never end. "I know your like a super star and all that but even I am on time."

"Which is already a scary thought," Mason gasped. The fluffy teen girl turned to our friend and stuck her tongue at him. Which responded in him flipping her off. "But the crazy person is right. We are late."

I shrugged and held up my bag. "Then we come in fashionably late, right?"

Mason and Waylon took the front seats of the Shitmoble while Lindsay, Summer and I took the back. "Maybe we should stop at a place with a restroom or something," Summer yelled over Waylon's music. "Its kinda hard to work in the back of a car and make him look perfect-"

At that moment Mason slammed on breaks and started cursing the car in front of us. "Oh my Beuse, move faster! This is a FOUR LAIN grandma! Learn to flipping drive!"

"When we have a driver like that." I heard Lindsay yell out. Summer and I nodded until I had a thought that made my stomach churn.

"Wait! What if someone sees me? Then the secret's out." The thought of my night life coming out in the news, which would lose fan base for my band, Big Time Rush. But if it came out then my Carlos, Logan and Kendall would finally know. And the thought of that happening scared me worst than anything else in the world.

Waylon hit the window with his fist, earning a yell from Mason. "Well, fuck, what do you want to do? Your famous. It comes with a cost." His dark eyes searched the outside world. Suddenly he sat up straight and yelled for Mason to suddenly turn. Soon we were facing a park and its open restroom. "You don't see anyone here, do you James?"

I shook my head and soon found myself in the bathroom with the two girls. If only Camille and Lucy could be here, they would have so much fun with the makeup and outfit. But to tell them my secret would be coming too close to it all coming out. And this was something I couldn't have come out.

I couldn't tell anyone I was a cross-dresser.

Kendall's pov

I heard James leaving the apartment. He leaves every night, but I didn't know where he would go or anything. And I have a feeling that if i asked him out right he wouldn't tell me anything. Just leave me with more questions.

My phone suddenly vibrated. Checking it it was a Message from Lucy.

James has left the building and heading north. Meet us outside.

"So, James left again?" I turned to find Logan blinking away sleep. I sighed and nodded. If only James knew how much his nights out worried little Logan. "You going to follow him?" he asked as I slipped on my shoes.

I sighed, "If you want to come you better hurry up. He was heading north pretty fast."

When we finally got out there the girls where in the car ready. "Hurry up!" I heard Lucy yell. "He left five minutes ago in a red shitty looking jeep."

And off we drove.

James pov

In the mirror stood three girls looking back. Lindsay and Summer smiled at their hard work making my heart flutter. Every time I change into Jessica, it takes me back to a time when things were safer. When mom and I had full days together. Before I could stop myself, I started to remember.

"Here James," I could hear her smile as she pulled me away from my finger painting. "Lets clean you up, it's almost nap time." I pouted at her. She laughed and kissed me, "And we can read a story before you go to bed. Anything you want."

"Anyting?" I giggled, hiding my eyes as she placed me back down on the floor.

"Yep," she nodded. "Anything you little hear desires, baby."

"Even..."

"James!" Summer broke through the memory and brought me back to the smelly park bathroom. Turning to the small blond beside me I suddenly saw a worried look on her face. "We have a problem."

"What?"

"Logan and Kendall are outside."

Shit.