Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or actors in Big Time Rush. I just wish I could date Kendall and James.
Lauren and Charlotte got off the bus. It was the longest ride they have ever been in. Going cross country over spring break, from Georgia to California. They have been best friends since they met in biology freshman year. They both had other best friends, though both of them went to different schools. They had connected over the most meager of things, not having any big characteristic in common. They both liked to read and listen to the same music, although Charlotte liked the angry songs you hear from Slipknot or Bullet for my Valentine while Lauren liked acoustics.
One thing that tied them in common is that they were both determined in their career paths. Lauren, being artistic, wanted to major in musical arts, particularly singing. She played the acoustic guitar and piano. And, she was staying in the hotel with Charlotte because of a spring break camp which helped her develop her vocals.
On the other hand, Charlotte was incredibly academic. She had a 4.29 GPA and to others and herself was known as an early start workaholic. Even with so many words at her reach, she still has time to throw in a lot of sarcasm and a lot of vulgar speech. While she is good in all fields, her passion is that of science. Forensic science to be exact. She had come to the hotel with Lauren because of a Crime Scene Investigation simulator she wanted to try out. Even though she is set on becoming a forensic anthropologist, she is still a teenager. She loves to dance around, badly, while singing. She is a good singer although she would never want it as a career. She also plays the electric guitar, but she has only played it for a year so she isn't that good at it.
Now they don't really look alike either. At the most, they could pass for half sisters. Lauren was skinny and short. She was 5'3. Her hair was a dark auburn, almost brown but with a tinge of orange streaks all throughout. It was long, running past her shoulders, and straight. Her skin while not tan was not pale either. It was an even spread french vanilla. Her eyes were a honey hazel that sparkled in any light. Her smile though, that was something. It was what attracted any guy to her, though never the one she wanted. It made her seem vulnerable yet strong, nice yet mean, indifferent yet intrigued all at the same time. Charlotte was taller, about 5'5, with a wider frame. She had curly, naturally black hair that went a little above her bosom. She had semi long bangs that were semi wavy and covered her right eye. She wore dark purple, square shaped glasses. Her skin was a little darker that Lauren's though not by much. A vanilla caramel of sorts. Her eyes were a dark brown in which one could barely distinguish it from the pupil.
The reason they stick together, above all else, was not because they knew what they wanted but rather they gave each other what they needed. Charlotte's only weakness was that she had anger issues. Ever little thing pissed her off. It seemed that the only person who could calm her down even before she steam started coming out of her ears was Lauren. Always able to do what no other, not even her family, could. Lauren on the other hand was extremely shy. She could not come out of her shell unless Charlotte was there. Charlotte was extroverted, sometimes enough for both of them, in a way that welcomed others to join her in conversation. Charlotte and Lauren balanced each other out; they just worked well together.
As they got out of the bus they were discussing things of no matter.
"So listen, I was wondering. Can I have yo number?" Charlotte said. Lauren threw her head back and laughed. Charlotte smiled and took a look around her. The place was called Palm Woods. It wasn't very palmy, was her first thought of it. Sure there were a couple of palms here and there but most were fake. The building was fairly big and an ugly mustard yellow. The man who welcomed them had a sneer on his face while saying, "Welcome to the Palm Woods, Home of Future Stars."
"Why does this place seem strangely familiar, dude?" Lauren asked Charlotte.
"I'm not sure actually. I can see what you mean. The name rings a bell, but I don't remember from where." Charlotte clarifies.
They both shrug it off and walk inside. Once there, they see a bunch of teenagers. Some reading from scripts and acting all dramatic. Others with a guitar and a notebook writing down lyrics and musical notes. Others did neither and were lounging next to a pool.
Charlotte and Lauren received their copies to the room they were sharing with two other girls of unknown origin. They went up to unpack their things and, after, explore the hotel.