I See You Through Them All. Kendall/Carlos. drama/romance. language. I do not own Big Time Rush.
Okay so if you haven't already noticed this story was inspired by their song Invisible.
Sorry this chapter is so short. But it's kinda like an introductory chapter. Anyway, enjoy.
I have no beta reader, mistakes are all my own.
Kendall Knight was mister popular – the guy every girl wanted, and every guy wanted to be. Only one person rivaled his popularity and that was his best friend, James Diamond. And quite frankly, Kendall only believed that was because he was pretty. Everything about him seemed perfect and at times, Kendall really wondered why he was best friend with this guy. His only guess was because they have known each other almost all of their lives.
Secretly though, Kendall wished James was the more popular one.
Truth be told, Kendall hated being popular. It was almost as if everyone in the school had such high and ridiculous expectations of him. Expectations he never cared about living up to, ranging from who he dated, to who he hung out with, to what he did in his free time. It felt like he was on display every day of his high school life and that not was that creepy, but it was annoying as well.
And what could he say about it? In today's society no one cares about how you really feel, especially in high school. It was a race to the top; you had to be the best if you wanted to just fit in to life itself. But Kendall was determined to find a way out of this.
Kendall sighed, resting his head in the palm of his hand that was propped on top of the lunch table. As his friends talked about what they were doing Friday night he just stared out the window in to the courtyard. Suddenly his tired eyes sparkled with interest as his gazed landed on this Latino boy out in the courtyard.
He watched as he danced around under the tree, no doubt trying out some new moves he learned. This wasn't the first time he noticed this boy. Almost every day, if the weather was right, he'd catch him outside in the courtyard under the tree. Kendall was captivated by this boy – the way he moved was so fluid, so smooth. And he couldn't tear his eyes away.
"Hey, what are you looking at?" One of the guys at the table asked him. He turned towards him, ready to answer with a lie, but he didn't need to. The guy smirked. "Oh I see, you're checking out those hot chicks over there at the picnic table." He said in a knowing tone. Kendall could only reply with a nod.
He looked back, wondering if the Latino boy had left. But he didn't, he was still right there in plain sight. But this wasn't much of a surprise – to everyone else, the boy dancing under the tree was still invisible.
Carlos looked up from his spot on the grass against the tree when he heard the bell ring, signaling this period was over. He sighed, grabbing his backpack. He didn't feel like heading back inside the school to start another class. He loved when his lunch period rolled around. It meant he got to hang outside by himself and since no one ever paid him any mind, he could do what he wanted freely. Normally that was dancing.
He tossed his half eaten apple in to the trash as he walked in to the school. He accidently bumped in to someone on his way in – something that wasn't rare, he was quite clumsy at times. "Oh, I'm sorry about that." He apologized. But the person kept walking, never seeming to take notice of his presence.
Carlos shrugged it off. He was used to being the one no one ever noticed. After about three years of high school, it didn't bother him anymore. Because that's who he was, to most of the school he has always been invisible. And to be honest, Carlos really didn't care that he was. He wasn't friends with anyone in the school, so it didn't matter if they noticed him or not.
Carlos stopped by his locker, grabbing his history book. He closed his locker with a reluctant swing, he didn't like history. With a sigh, he took off down the hallway, only to bump in to someone else again. Except this time it wasn't his fault. He mentally sighed, as the collision knocked his book from his arm. The other person, too, didn't take notice and just kept walking.
The Latino began to kneel down to pick up his book when someone beat him to it. Carlos blinked, dumbfounded as that person handed the book back to him. "Here." He said. "Sorry about that, sometimes Josh never notices anything he does." The blonde before him smiled and Carlos couldn't believe this was even real. "Um, I'll see you around." And with those words, he left, leaving a stunned Carlos behind to watch him walk down the hallway.
Whatever happened to being invisible?
So how was it?
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