Hey y'all! I know I should be working on my other story, (the next chapter should be out soon--be patient!) but this idea wouldn't leave me alone. I'm just gonna put out the first chapter. Review!

Disclaimer: I remember asking for Big Time Rush this one time. They said no. Why? Maybe 'cause I'm insane! +eerie smile+

Sterling's Point of View

"Hot damn!" hissed my best friend, Corri. I lifted my gold Chanel shades and glanced over at her. "What now?"

"Look at that guy's ass!" I arched an eyebrow. Did she ever really stop thinking about boys? Oh, wait, I can answer that one: nope.

"I'm serious! Check him out!" she insisted. I followed her gaze to a group of four admittedly muscular boys standing at the edge of the pool. "Which one?"

"The one standing next to the guy with the helmet." I looked. "Screw him! Look at the guy with helmet!" I laughed.

"What? You're insane! Wanna go talk to them?" I stared at her incredulously. "Why? Because we think they have hot butts? You need to come up with better reasons to meet people."

"That may or may not be true, but you need to take more risks, sweetheart. C'mon. We're gonna go mingle." She started tugging on my arm to get me off the pool chair. "No! Dude! I came here to relax!" I resisted.

"Alright, alright! You win," she finally relented. "But...maybe you'd be more motivated if I took your iPod!" she snatched my iTouch (aka one of my most prized possesions) and ran off, cackling like a madwoman.

"Hey! Give it back! That's not cool!" I yelled, scrambling off my chair to chase after her. To my great surprise (that was sarcasm, in case you couldn't tell by the italicized words), she runs in front of the guys.

Right after we run past them, she stops and turns aruond, a taunting smirk on her face. I stood very still. "If that iTouch isn't in my hands in 15 seconds, something awful is going to happen." I warned.

"I'm not worried," she replied. A few seconds later, I jump at her. She shrieks and tries to whirl around and dash away, but, of course, ends up falling into the pool with my iTouch that *I* paid for still in her hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH!!!! CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP!" I screamed, jumping in after her. "WHERE IS MY IPOD?"

Corri looked frantic."I don't know! I dropped it!" Immediately, I dove underneath the water and felt around on the bottom of the pool. Just as I found it, someone's foot came down right next to my hand, almost crushing it (my iPod, not my hand).

I grabbed it and stood up, spazzing. "Ooooh, God! It took for-freaking-ever to save up and get this!" I wailed. "I am so sorry, Silver! I pay for another one!" My friends call me Silver because my first name's Sterling--sterling silver, get it? It confuses me, too.

I sighed. "Don't worry about it. I'm insured." She looked at me, confused."They have iTouch insurance?" she asked. "Yep."

I turned to see the guys laughing. "Y'all are laughing after I just got my damn iPod waterlogged??!!" I was more incredulous than angry. Then, the blonde nodded. That made me angry.

"Do any of you have girlfriends?" I asked. The brunette scratched his head. "No..." he replied sheepishly. "There's a reason. Now help me out." I stuck out my hand and Helmet Dude took it. Just as I was about to step out of the pool, he let go. Of course, I was breathing in just as my head went under and got chlorine all up in my nostrils.

Rather than pop up right there in front of them, I swam over to the edge of the pool and climbed out there. "Oh my god! Is she dead?" The quiet one worries, leaning over the edge.

Meanwhile, the blonde--whoa! look at that nose!--looks up and sees me. "Um...Carlos? I think maybe you should leave now."

He looked up. "Why would--oh. That's probably not good."

"Oh, crap," breathed Corri, hauling herself out of the pool.

What happens? Does Sterling beat the crap out of Carlos? Is that iTouch really insured? Do they all end up going out for ice cream! Important questions! I'm most likely not going to update this very often, since I have another story going (Figuring Stuff Out). Sorry about not telling you what Sterling and Corri are doing at the PalmWoods, it'll be in the next review and tell me everything I did wrong. Compliment me. Give me ideas. Even flames are welcome, as long as you tell me why. I'm definitely not updating until I get at least 8 reviews. Yep, my price is high. Suck it up and review!

Carlos: I wonder if they sell helmet insurance.

Logan: Nope.

Kendall: How do you know?

Logan: ...I'm not sure...

James: Did you guys know that the FBI doesn't deal with missing combs?

Kendall: Oh, James.