Author's Note: Thank you for those who read my fiction on Mrs. Knight and James. I hope that you would like this story. And to those who read the Fame Game, I'm sorry I had to stop it, I can't think of anything for the next chapter. So, um, please review. Sorry to if I have any wrong grammar. Sorry if it's short, I'll make it up in the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything familiar.

Chapter 1: It's Only the Beginning

"Boys, Breakfast!" Mrs. Knight shouted as she placed four plates filled with pancakes on the table.

Logan went down fixed and ready to go. Carlos went down with half his eyes close still yawning. Meanwhile, James and Kendall trudged down the staircase.

"Good morning, Logan. You look really excited to go to school today. Anything special that's going to happen?"

"Nothing much, Mama Knight" Logan said in between sipping orange juice. "I just want to be optimistic that's all. I mustn't think that school is stressful thus being optimistic. Scientists say that stress can create short term memory losses and I don't want to forget what I studied last night."

"Mmmm. Good for you."

"Say Logan, do you have any more of that happy medicine? 'Cause it looks like there's someone else who needs it." Katie says sarcastically.

"Ooooo Pancakes" Carlos smiled and started eating. "Thanks Mama Knight."

"Carlos doesn't need any medicine. He seems happy with a plate of pancakes. Logan said to Katie.

"Yeah, Carlos is satisfied but James and Kendall needs more than just a plate of pancakes." Katie answered back while inspecting James and her big brother walk towards the table.

"Why does school have to be so early in the morning?" James whined.

"School is just a small problem. Think about what's after school, another practice with Gustavo for the concert. If he gives us five more hours of harmonies, I swear, I'll break every single record on his wall." Kendall angrily said. Then he slumped down on his chair and ate his pancakes.

"Honey, relax." Mrs. Knight placed her hands on her son's tense shoulders. "This, all of this, is what you agreed on when you said yes to Gustavo."

"But Mom - "Kendall was cut off by his mother.

"No buts, Kendall Knight. Look, I know its stressful balancing being a teenager, student, rock star and to some," she looked at her son, "a boyfriend. But just like in hockey, even if I am not an expert in hockey, all you have to do is work as a team and you will win. Right, Honey?

"Right, Mom." Kendall replied glumly.

"Even if you did this for James, Big Time Rush isn't all about him isn't it? It's all about all of you. You are best friends, and best friends stick together whatever happens, accept the differences of each one in the group, support whatever one wants to do and help that person reach it. You must not let anyone or anything get in your way to let you reach your goal together." Mrs. Knight planted a kiss on Kendall's forehead.

"Mom," interrupted Katie, "even if I'm not part of your speech or Big Time Rush, I just want to tell you that we only have about 10 minutes left before school starts."

"Oh my God, Kendall, James, Carlos finish your juice, get dressed brush your teeth, put your bag in your homework, I mean, and put your homework in your bag . . ." Mrs. Knight started rambling.

"Mama Knight!" The boys shouted in unison. "Don't worry we got this." They all smiled and started helping each other.

"Mom, is my green shirt washed?"

"Yes, Honey. It's in the drawer."

"James, after you checked your answers, where did you put my homework?"

"It's on your study table, Logan."

"Katie, have you seen my helmet?"

"It's on the couch."

It must be a world record because all four boys and Katie were ready in 5 minutes.

"Bye, Mama Knight." The four boys said.

"Thanks for the inspirational," Kendall said.

"Motivating," James added.

"Encouraging," Carlos followed.

"Rousing," Logan assured

"Speech." Katie finished. "Anything to stop them from using Logan's word for the day."

The boys laughed and each of them kissed Mama Knight on the cheek and left.

"Whew. Looks like my speech worked." Mrs. Knight sighed as she closed the door.

Little did she know that her speech was only enough to last until the time they stepped into the classroom.

Then the real problem begins . . .

Author's Note : Please review and tell me what you think.