A/N Just a little stuff that I put together when I was…doing nothing…sitting down…looking around… ANYWAYS, to the story! Also contains language and other big kid things. Oh yeah and R&R

Disclaimer: Big Time Rush is NOT owned by me…neither is the other stuff…just my stuff owned by me…my stuff…

Chapter 1

I'm Chayce Amelia Grant, but people call Ace. I was born and raised in Minnesota ever since the day I was born; which was precisely on October 4, 1990. My favorite colors are blue, green, and purple. I don't necessarily believe in "love", or such things associated. I'm a hockey couch for the local elementary school students, and I enjoy what I do. I live with my four bestest girl-friends, Valerie Bristol Delanore, also known as Larry (cause we didn't want her be called the cliche Val), Liberty Everset Samuels, or more likely named Bert, and Sienna Love Millards, whom we call Enna, in a neighbohood where friendly faces are found almost everywhere, except for Mr. McLean, stay away from him! Anyways, you may be thinking, "This girl is just one of those perfect Barbies! Forget this story!"

WELL WAIT! I didn't even get to tell you worst parts! Here, I shall list them: I'm a partial emo, I got bullied at school, my parents died when I was eight, I was raped at thirteen, my boyfriend dumped me for some rich princess that lives in the posh upper-side of the world, and lastly, I can be a bit dramatic… Meaning, the boyfriend part, it's not really true… My boyfriend moved to California six years ago to, quote, "Help fulfill James's dreams,"! So, technically, it could be true! I mean, Cali is full of prettier, more perfect, and more talented girls than me! Come to think of it, I don't even know how we became best friends, well ex-best friends in this matter… They're names are James Diamond, the guy listed up there earlier who is quite the diva-man, Logan Mitchell, the smart one, Carlos Garcia, the gigantic ball of hyper, and Kendall Knight, the hockey playing leader, or, also known as my boyfriend.

But let's go on with my story now. I don't really know where it'll lead to actually... Like my mom used to tell me: "Beyond what the eye can't see, beyond what the ear can't hear, lies the story that words can't explain! Too precious for a book to hold, the secrets held forever in your heart." Nice, huh? So, what were we talking about? Oh yeah, my story! Go on now! Read! But, be warned! There is nothing normal here, so if you're some kind of freak-person that's super not abnormal...this will not be to your likeness...

"Ace!" shouted the strained voice of Sienna.

"What's up, Enna?" I asked, walking into the living room from our backyard.

"Someones knocking on the door."

"Okay..." I responded awkwardly. "What do you want me to do?"

"Open it." she told me, as if I were dumb.

"Enna, I was in the middle of researching something on my laptop! Why couldn't you've asked Bert? Or Larry?"

"Cause' they're upstais, crazy-face! How could they've heard me?"

"And I was outside! How could you've thought I'D hear YOU?"

"Because..." Sienna mumbled, realizing I had a point.

The sound of the doorbell then rung once again. "I'll get it..." I walked over to the door, unlockig it, and then opening it. I know you expected to see Kendall, in the sudden pouring rain, holding a white rose or something, but it was just Jesse the Fed-Ex teen. Yah, he got the job from his boss of a dad; a nice guy if I may say so myself.

"Sup, Jess!"

"Hey, I got a package for ya!" He smiled at me.

"I can see! Who's it for?" I asked in curiousity.

"It is for..." Jesse tried finding the name. "It's for Liberty!"

"Kay, thanks for delivering! Do I need to sign something or..." I trailed off.

"Uh, yeah! Right over here!" he pointed to a clip board in his hand.

I signed the paper and gave him a wave goodbye as he sped away in his truck. I then decided to go grab the mail; a few magazines and catalogs for Enna, a letter for Larry about doctor stuff, a couple of phone bills, and a letter adressed for the "42 Sisters", a name given from my close cousin who moved to California form North Carlonia. I wonder if she'd met Kendall or the guys yet...

I jogged back into the house, mail and package in hand. I then called out from the doorway, "MAIL'S HERE!"

They all came running towards me, screaming, "MY MAIL, MY MAIL, MY MAIL!" I handed all of them their mail and they grinned, opening it up, or in Enna's case reading it.

"What's that?" they all asked, pointing to the letter I held, that was the one for the four of us.

"Uh, I don't know... It's for all of us." I shrugged off.

"Well open it!" they shouted in unison.

"Okay, okay!" I led them to the kitchen as I grabbed a bottle of water, sitting on the counter, taking a giant gulp of water to calm my aching throat from all the screaming, and tearing at the envelope. I them read the geourgeously designed letter. "Kendall Donald Knight and Jo Clarissa Taylor would happily like to invite you to their wedding!" I abruptly stopped there, all of the surprise making me tumble off the granite counter.

The other three girls panicked for an explanation, Valerie being the first. "Maybe it was sent to the wrong address!"

Then came Liberty, "Or maybe there's another Kendall Donald Knight and Jo Clarissa Taylor out there."

"OR MAYBE," began the loud voice of Sienna. "Maybe...maybe... I forgot... Here, let me try and remember!"

"Please don't try and remember!" I put my hand in front of her face, shaking my head. "There has to be something mistaken! It couldn't have been the address because it was sent to the '42 Sister' and that's us! They couldn't have been different people because their faces are in a vivid pic at the bottom of the letter! Kendall's actually getting married to my cousin!" My eyes then took a glance at the extra things on the invitation. "And even better, we're freakin' brides maids!"

"Wait, let me see!" Valerie took the enelope and pulled out another folded paper behind the first, something about the brides maids and grooms men. She read it. "The following brides maids: Chayce Amelia Grant, Liberty Everest Samuels, Valerie Bristol Delanore, Sienna Love Millards, and Camille Roberts. And the following grooms men: Logan Mitchell, Carlos Garcia, James Diamond, Gustavo Rocque, and Jett Stetson. Please join us at (whatever the PalmWoods address is) on August 23, 2011 at apartment #4J." Valerie looked inside the envelope and picked up four plane tickets.

"Man, Jo must really want us to come!" Liberty exclaimed.

"Or Kendall." Sienna stated, tilting her head.

I then objected, "No, it couldn't have been Kendall."

"Why not?" Valerie questioned me.

"Because of what happened the day they left."

6 years ago...
The day they left...

I was sitting on the couch alone at home, Bert, Enna, and Larry all somewhere I didn't know of. I was just watching some TV and using my laptop, until all of a sudden I heard the doorbell ring. I ran to get it, not really ashamed that I was wearing some black sweats and a purple long sleeve, sleeves rolled up and my bellybutton showing just a bit.

I opened the door and found Kendall outside, wearing his usual plaid tee shirt, beanie, skinny jeans, and vans, a suitcase right behing him that he was trying so hard to hide by the way I saw it. "Hey Kendall," I gave him a quick kiss and led him into the house, closing the door shut with his luggage outside. "What's with the suitcase?"

"Oh, that..."

"Yeah, that. Are you going somewhere?"

"Um, kind of."

"And where might this place be?"

"To Hollywood." he barely whipered.

"Where!" I shouted in disbelief, my eyes completely wide.

"Well, James made me, Carlos, and Logan drive him to this super mean producer's audition, and he made Logan cry too, then he said that James had no talent, and then I got into this fight with the security gaurds and they took us home. Mom wasn't mad and she made us these really good sanwiches, then the dorbaell rang and he wanted me to be his singer dog cause' I accidently sang for him, and we met the next day at the grocery store when I was working my shift and we made a deal to make the four of us a pop singing group..." he explained in one breath, leaving my with a confused look.

"And you didn't tell me this earlier, why?" I asked him.

"Because I knew you wouldn't let me go to California. So I figured that maybe if you saw me and how I was ready to leave and stuff, that you'd have to let me go..." Kendall explained shyly.

"Why in hell's name would you think I wouldn't let you go to LA?"

"Cause' I know relationships are hard for you... I'm supposed to be that trustworthy guy... And, I was just trying to help fulfill Jame's dreams!"

"Just because you're a trustworthy guy doesn't mean you can't chase you're dreams or other people's!"

"Trustworthy guys are supposed to protect their girlfriends and not leave their sides, especially if their girlfriend is insicure about love! I didn't want to break your heart!"

"But you already did." I whispered, letting tears fall, pausing for a second as I stared at the front door behind Kendall, just screaming at me to let him get on that plane. "So you can leave."

I turned and walked up my stairs, barging into my room and bawling into my pillow. One of the last words I ever said to him was "Leave,". I waited just a second more and heard the door shut closed realizing, I just lost the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Back to Present Time...

"Oh yeah. That was pretty rough..." Sienna commented.

"So, what you're suggesting is that Jo shoved the four of us into the brides maids list without Kendall seeing it?" Valerie said to me.

"Larry, I'm not suggesting it! I'm knowing it!"

"Prove it!" she challenged me.

"Oh, you'll see it's true when Kendall has a heart attack over seeing us there!" I retorted.

"So this means we're going?.?.?" Liberty asked.

"Yup!" Sienna answered, walking up to her room. "I'm gonna start packing now! And you guys better start too cause' we only have two days to get to Hollywood!"

"Crap!" the three of us stated in unison, freezing for that one moment.