A New Start To Hopefully A New Life Chapter 1: Prologue, a big time rush fanfic

Hey everybody this is my first time on here, so I'm a bit nervous to post this. I'm afraid that you guys won't like it, so please push my disease to the side and make me feel like this beginning to my story idea is awsome! Hope you guys enjoy it too I worked hard on it!

Disclaimer: I don't own BTR('sniff'), but I do own the plot, Kristi, and somewhat own Korrey. My cousin let me borrow her O.C. so that's why I partily own the O.C. of Korrey. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy my first shot at a story. Enjoy!

Fear.

That's all I felt for the last four years of my life. Fear of Pain. Fear of Death. Fear of my Father. Fear of basically everything at the moment. It all started when mom got in that car accident four years ago, and every since dad has never been the same. He thinks it was my fault when in all actuallty it wasn't at all, but guess it's my fault right? Sorry sarcasm not the best thing to be using at the moment. Anyways I'm lucky to be alive to tell the truth. I was in that car too damn it as mom was driving down that icy Minnesota road driving as away from my ice hockey practice, when all of a sudden a fucking car hits us. Just like that my mom's life was taken away from me, and of the car accident I still have a scar coming done my left cheek from the corner of my eye, it wrapping around to almost come to a point below my lips. Lucky, right?

Sigh...I have wondered since the abuse by dad started these four questions: When was I going to get away from the abuse? When was I going to live an actually happy life? When was the toment that is my life going to get better? When will I finally find someone that loves me for me not for my looks, which I lost four years ago? Well the answer came to me in the form of a record producer from HollyWood.

~Flashback~

"So Korrey you ready for the talent show in 3rd period?" One of my best friends ever, Kristi, asked me with a touch of excitment. I grinned over to my friend with nervousness, and anticipation. The talent show was my first time singing out in school ever, and I was nervous for it. What if I messed up? What if people don't like it? No stop thinking like this, Korrey. Everything will go fine. People will love your written song I'm sure of it. I sighed out with a smile my face.

"I'm nervous, Kris. I'm just scared that they won't like it." I looked down at the ground of the auditorium where everyone in the talent show was helping put everything in their places. Kristi put her hand on my shoulder, and turned me toward her.

"You listen to me Korrey. You are going to kill this talent show into smithereens. You just have to believe in yourself, and then nothing can go wrong. You hear me?" Kristi said in a strong confident tone of voice. This is why I love having Kristi as a friend she makes me feel better about myself when I am feeling down on myself, or am just not in a sound state of mind. I grinned at Kristi with thankful, and confident smile on my face.

"Your right, Kristi. Thanks again." I said while staring my friend in the face thankfully. Kristi grinned cheekily, and patted my shoulder softly with her hand.

"What are friends for, Korrey. What are friends for." She said cheekliy just before the bell for the Talent Show ringed. BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZ! Kristi looked me in the eyes in excitment, and ushered me quickliy to the waiting area for the acts. Me and her sat down on one of the many couchs in the corner of the big room. I sighed, and clasped my hands together tightly in nervousness. Kristi put her arm around my shoulders suddenly, and I looked up at her serious face.

"Really, Korrey? Nerves? Didn't we just talk about this?" Kristi asked with a mock angry sound to her voice, and I instantly relaxed for my friend's, and my own, sake. Kristi smiled out me now in comfort just as her name was called for her act, which would be singing. I gave Kristi a smile of good luck, and she walked out the room to do her singing. I slouched back in the couch with a nervous look on my face. Now we wait.

~Later in the Talent Show~

"And now for our finally act of the night, here is Korrey Gillespie singing one of her own written songs called Jar of Hearts!" The announcer dude said out in excitment. For what ever reason I don't know. I grinned as confidently as I could, and walked out onto the stage area. I looked out at the crowd with a bit of apprehension, but quickly shook the nerves off as I heard the music start. I started to sing my song Jar of Hearts.

"No I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret.
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most.

I learned to live half alive,
And now you want me one more time.

And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts,
And tearing love apart.
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul.
So don't come back for me.
Who do you think you are?

I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found.
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms.

I learned to live half alive,
And now want me one more time.

It took so long just to feel alright.
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes.
I wished I missed the first time that we kissed,
'Cause you broke all your promises,
And now your back.
You won't get to get me back.

And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts,
And tearing love apart.
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul.
Don't come back for me.
Don't come back at all.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?"

I finshed the song in my soft falsetto with my eyes closed, and a tear coming down the corner of my anguished face. I had made that song to be dedicated to my dad, but I changed the lyrics a little in the bridge to keep people from getting too suspicious about my life in general. It was quiet for a long, awed silence, but then the crowd bursted out in deafening cheers and hollers for my awsome perfomance of my song. I opened up my eyes, and grinned as bowed in estaticness at the applause I was getting for my song. I waved to the bursting with excitment crowd in into the waiting room just offside the stage, but before I could fully get there some fat dude and African chick came up to me for some reason. I raised my eyebrows at them while also long between the two in curiousness, and irritation.

"You have AWSOME talent just the talent I've been looking for for ages now, so what do you say. Come to HollyWood to be famous, or stick here and be a nowbody in this stupid town?" The fat guy said, and African chick looked at him in irritaion. I looked between the two in confusion, shock, and even more irritation. I put my arms up in a cross across my chest in irritation.

"Are you shitting me?" I asked both of them in a harsh tone of voice with a scowl on my face. This shit is un-fucking-believable. Who would do this to some random person, but then say got ya you have just been punk-ed. I just don't beieve it.

"Why would I be shitting you? I'm Gustavo Roque I don't shit around I make music that goes multi platinum on the reocord charts. If I was shitting around that would happen! Now are you going to come to HollyWood, or be a nobody in this stupid town!" He shouted out in anger, and irritation. I was shocked at that when he finished his shouting rant. Oh my God he is serious...wait I can't go dad would literally kill me. I winced at the thought, but if I do become famous by going down there dad will never have the chance TO kill me. Wait Kristi won't be able to come will she? Wait I've got a plan! I smirked at Gustavo a wicked, and mischievious smirk.

"No." I said bluntly with that smirk still on my face. Gustavo's face turned red almost as soon as I said that, and he looked like he wanted to kill something at that moment. I kept my smirking facade up while mister record producer threw a tantrum the size of Canada. The African lady wanted to follow him out, but instead she just came over to my to hand me a bussiness card. I looked down at it, then up at the lady in confusion.

"Just call me when you change your mind." she said as she started to turn around to find the Gustavo dude, but I was confused as to why she was going just like that.

"Wait hold on a minute, please." I said and the lasy looked back at me, and motioned me to continue. I took a deep breath, then continued by saying, "I want to go to HollyWood, but not without my best friend. I know asshole won't let me, so that's why I got him mad enough to leave so I can talk to you about it. Can you please convince him that two AWSOME singers are better then one for me, then I will go with you guys to HollyWood." I was looking at the lady in a pleading way, and she just sighed at me.

"I'll she what I can do just wait here. I'll be right back." She said as she went out to convince Gustavo to let me take my friend to HollyWood too. Now as words said by me earier in the night: Now we wait.

~15 minutes later~

I was slouching up against the wall bored as ever. Kristi was sitting on the floor beside me. She knew what my plan was, and to say the least she was going to throttle Gustavo if he doesn't let her go. Besides between you and me Kristi was a better singer than me, and when I mean good I mean Kelly Clarkson good. Me? I'm more Taylor Swift good. Not good in my book, because I hate Taylor Swift with a firey passion. I sighed as I closed my eyes with my arms in a cross in boredness and irritaion. Who the funking long can it take for Ms. Panic to get Mr. Fat Ass back in here, or did they just leave because of me figuring out their secret. I sighed again. If they ain't back her in 5 more minutes I am leaving, and there is nothing Kristi can do about it.

"What's wrong with you, Ms. Sighs-a-lot?" I heard Kristi ask me from her position on the floor. I cracked one off my eyes open to look down at Kristi with a lost, wondering look.

"Am I a good singer, Kristi?" I asked in an unsure tone, and Kristi stood up immediately when I said that. She took me by the shoulders, and looked at me seriously in the eyes.

"If you were a sucky singer would that guy have asked you to come to HollyWood to be famous?" Kristi asked me in a for real tone, and I shook my head. "Exactly. You are an awsome singer Korrey don't you forget that, and don't let anyone get you down. Trust me if someone did, I would kick their skinny white asses, but eh I think you already know I would have." Kristi finished her mini speech with a smirk on her tan skin. I smiled brightly at Kristi, and Kristi smiled brightly back at me. As I was about to hug Kristi for all of the support that she has given me today, someone cleared their thoats in an uncomfortable manor. Both me and Kristi stepped away from each other, and looked over to see Gustavo and that African chick from earlier. Fat Guy looked like he didn't want to say something, so African girl elbowed him non to gentle in his side. He winced at the jab before he turned to us with a non to comfortable look to his face.

"Listen girls...you can take your friend to HollyWood with you, and all that jazz. Am I done now Kelly?" Gustavo turned back to Kelly with an uncomfortable look on his face, 'Kelly' nodded her head, and Gustavo ran for the hills non to gracefully. I looked to Kelly with a bright as the sun smile on my face, and she smiled back at me. She pulled out a sticky note for some reason, a pen as well, and handed back of them to me. I looked at the two things in my hand in conusion, and Kristi sighed in exasperation. She took the paper from me, wrote something down on it, and gave it back to Kelly with a smile on her face. Kelly smiled at Kristi, and walked away to follow after Gustavo. I looked back at Kristi, but she just shook her head to say 'forget about it.' I shrugged my shoulders in a whatever way, but then started to jump up and down in excitment. Kristi looked at me with growing excitment, and she too started to jump up and around, around and sideways with me in excitment as well. Not caring of the wierded out looks, taunting looks, or just plain laughing people at the moment. All we cared about was that we were going to HollyWood to be famous, and for me the new start I will have in HollyWood.

~End of Flashback~

In the beginning Gustavo didn't like my idea, but I guess after Kelly convincing him otherwise he changed his mind. In the end though I got my way, and my plan was a success. Both my friend Kristi and I were going to HollyWood to be famous singers, so yeah now I'm happy. I'm getting away from the helltown I call home. I'm going away to a new place to start over anew, and with Kristi by my side I'm sure that the fun will never end in sunny Los Angeles. Little did I know just how right, and wrong, I was at that moment in time. With adventures, love, pain, and famousness on my horizion, the plane we were on at that moment bursted into anew place. What was to come in my time in HollyWood? The world may never know...

I hope you guys enjoyed the idea that came from the nothingness that is my brain. Wait did I just insult myself? Damn you see what I mean? Anyways please can you guys make me feel like my work is worth something, and that it isn't the dog shit I think it is.

Peace Out, and Review!