A/N hello peoples! How's it going? I was reading Don't Ever Look Back by Besosybrazos and an idea struck me. What if a girl where to almost go through the same gender switch situation. It seemed like I could go somewhere with this idea. When I read it, it made me just have to right another story. I literally looked in the mirror for an hour trying to picture waking up as a boy. If you haven't read Don't Ever Look Back you should read it. I'm so excited! My second Fan fiction Eva! Anyhoos review my story afterwards okay?
Disclaimer: Big Time Rush belongs to nickelodeon. I do NOT own the magnificent band
Chapter 1
(Gabriella!)
*Gabriella POV*
*BING* Please fasten your seat belts. We will be landing shortly.
I fasten my seat belt and prepare for the landing. 12 hours ago I was sitting on my couch watching Chowder on Cartoon Network and now I'm here about to land in L.A. I'm Gabriella by the way. I'm 16 and I'm Georgian. One thing I have to say. I do not. Repeat DO NOT have a country accent. I hate it when people assume all southerners are possum eating hillbillies or baggy pants wearing slang talking people. If you think I am one of the following I like you to say it to my face. And I'd like to see you try and not end up with a broken crotch.
Yeah I said broken! Anyway enough about crotches I'm coming to L.A to spend some quality time with my favorite aunt Kelly. Since its summer she invited me out here to L.A. I'm not coming here to fulfill any dream of acting, singing, dancing, yada, yada, blah, blah. This is merely a vacation.
Once the plane had actually landed at L.A.X I grabbed my carry-on's and headed off the plane. I didn't bring much. I figured Kelly would take me shopping later. She should have that kind of money she does work with that big producer guy. I carried my two small bags out the plane and headed for the airport exit. I look around to see if Kelly is here yet. I find her near the door where she is smiling and waving furiously. I start to smile and run towards my aunt.
"Gabby! You've gotten so tall!" she gushes while hugging me.
"Nice to see you too Kells" I say using my old nickname for her. She lets go of me and takes a good look at me.
"You've grown up so much since I last saw you! And you look so mature and ladyish" she says. I start blushing a little in embarrassment. Why must all family members say that?
"I know. The last time you saw me I was 13 and going through my awkward years." I say. "But I'm glad I can see you again. That damned producer of yours always has you at work." I tell her.
"Hey. Watch the language." She says. I roll my eyes. "And I'm sorry about Gustavo. The past year we've been really busy." She tells me.
"New band?" I ask. She nods her head. "Isn't it that Big Time Crush group or something like that?" I ask. She starts laughing a little at me.
"Big Time Rush. And they may be the next big thing. Gustavo likes them but he's too stubborn to admit it." she says.
"Ahh tubby is in denial." I say. She hits me in the stomach. "So he's still fat as hell huh?" I ask. She gives me a look. "Sorry. Force of habit" I say. She rolls her eyes at me.
"Is that all you brung?" she asks looking at my two small suitcases.
"Yeah. I figured my favoritest auntie would take me to get more stuff." I say putting on the puppy eyes. she can never resist these eyes. I mean I'm adorable for Christ's sake.
"Fine. Fine. We'll go shopping before I go back to the studio." She says giving in.
"Whoo!" I say. I get a couple of weird looks at my outburst. "My bad." I mumble.
"Calm down. Shouting isn't very polite." She says. I roll my eyes. We walk out the airport to Kelly's awesome silver Porsche.
"Nice ride Kells." I say admiring her car. I jump into the passenger seat and start to crank up the tunes. She gives me another look. "I can't do anything fun." I say putting on a pout. She shakes her head and drives us to a mall.
"Okay Gabby. I have a couple of rules that need to be said. 1) No shouting or screaming. 2) No belching in public…scratch that nothing involving gas in public."
"What are you talking about? I never do that." I say snorting and crossing my arms over my chest.
"Yes you do, a little too often. 3) Be polite say please and thank you. Don't yank things out of people hands, 4) be Lady like don't slurp, belch, spit, fight, run, jump, climb, or curse in public, and 5) I need you to start sitting with more grace." She says.
"Then what can I do?" I shout throwing my arms in the air.
"No shouting." She reminds me. "You can talk, walk, read, and breath." She says with a smile.
"If I was a guy we wouldn't be having this conversation. Guys always get to do the fun stuff. If they burp it's normal. If they don't sit with their legs closed no one gives it a second thought! But if a girl were to do it it's a fucking crime! I'm so sick of all these damn restrictions I have just because I'm a girl." I yell. I hate being a girl sometimes. Guys have the easy life. Eat, sleep, shit, fuck, and watch TV. The only things they have to watch out for are boners, STD's, and becoming a father at a young age. I mean any sane person can keep safe of that kind of stuff.
"Dude keep your voice down. What's up with you today?" Kelly asks me while looking concerned.
"I'm just tired of girls always getting the short end of the stick." I say in a huff. "I wish I could be a boy for a while" I mumble. Suddenly I get an idea.
"Oh no. that's your idea face. What is it now?" Kelly asks me.
"I wanna be a boy for a while." I tell her with a big smile on my face.
"Come again?" she asks looking confused.
"I want to act like a guy while I'm here."
"I'm not sure about this." She says sounding unsure about my awesome idea.
"Please Kelly? Just for two weeks? I want to be able to be unrestricted from the gender gate just for a while. Two weeks are all I'm asking for. We don't even have to tell anyone! I can go by Gabe." I say getting more excited by the minute. Kelly looks over to me and then sighs.
"Okay. But just two weeks." She says. She was always a push over. Kelly and I get out of the car. I give her a big hug.
"Thanks!" I squeal. She shakes her head.
"This is going to end disastrously. And one last thing. You look nothing like a boy." She says. "You have a pretty visible figure. your hair is too long for guys to have, and you don't have a penis" she says.
"True. But let's go get my guy get up and we'll cross those bridges when we get there." I tell her. We walk into the mall and head to the first store we find.
"Okay first we will find clothes that show no sign of girl figure." We head to the jeans section. "Well skinny jeans are definitely out of the question." Kelly says.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You have pretty feminine legs" she responds while looking around. I frown and look at my thighs. I guess she's right. She throws 3 different pairs of pant at me. "Go try those on." She commands. I head to the dressing room and start putting on the pants.
The first pair were falling off me even with a belt. The second pair were baggy and heavy. I could barely stand up. the third pair felt great. I dug my hands in the pants pocket and was shocked at how much room was in those things. I smirk to myself and head out the dressing room.
"I like these." I tell Kelly. She looks me up and down.
"Turn around." She instructs. I do as I'm told. "Those are good. Cargo pants would fit well too. So you can only wear jeans like this and cargo shorts." She says. I can live with that. I shove my hands into my unusually deep pockets.
"Are guys' pockets always this deep? I could keep a gun stashed in here!" I say.
"Don't get any ideas." She warns me. I throw my hands up in mock surrender. After we grab some more jeans and Cargo shorts we got up the register. We ended buying 15 pairs of pants.
"That would be $634.65" the old bag of a cashier says. Dang. Those were some expensive pants. Kelly takes out her wallet and hands the lady 7 hundred dollar bills. Wow aunts got some cash.
After we paid for my pants we left the store. "Uh what are we going to do about these?" I ask pointing to my boobs. "This is gonna be hard to hide." I tell her.
"Well we could duct tape them flat." She says smirking. I give a little scream.
"I don't like that idea. What if I pull the duct tape off and it pulls my tits off too! Then I'd be a boobless freak. Is there anything less harsh we can do?" I ask. I start freaking out at the thought of ripping my tits off. I shuddered at the thought.
"We could use some type of cloth and tie them back. That way you can take it off at some point without hurting yourself." Kelly suggest.
"It still seems like it will hurt. But I like it better that the first idea." I say. My face lights up. "No more bras! Hell yeah. Those sons of bitches have got to go!" a say nearly jumping for joy. Kelly shakes her head at me.
"Glad you're happy." Kelly says sarcastically. I pull her into Spencer's and I go to the graphic tee section. Graphic tees are the bomb!
"I can wear graphic tees right? If I can't I may just die." I say looking around to graphic heaven.
"Yeah knock yourself out with the shirts. Just make sure they aren't too fitted." She says.
"I know. Mah boobies can still be seen." I say.
"You say boobies a lot." Kelly tells me.
"I know. It's a fun word. Boobies. Who thinks of that kind of name anyway?" I say. I grab as many retarded tees as possible. One said "I think in pixels". Another said "got water?" with Mars on it. I got all of them in a medium considering how large guy shirts are. Kelly again pulls out a giant wad of cash. I'm going to ask Gustavo for a job! We walk out of Spencer's with a total of 6 bags…not counting the jeans. When something hits me.
"Am I supposed to wear boxers? Or tighty whiteys? Can I just keep wearing regular underwear?" I ask. I hate the word panties it's just disgusting. We bought one of all of each type in case. I might be okay with boxers but they are a little too breezy for my taste.
"Boxer briefs." She replies simply. I give her a confused look.
"How do you know so much about guy stuff?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders.
"I work with guys all day." She says.
"Hmm. I got a good one. How do I fake a dick?" I ask. she gives me an exhausted look. "I mean a Willis, ding-a-ling, penis, tinky" I correct myself.
"Use a sock?" she suggests. I rub my chin.
"This may just be crazy enough to work out. Do you have enough space to keep all this stuff anyway?" I ask her. She stops dead in her tracks. "What did I say?" I ask. She starts to bite her fist a little.
"I just remembered. I don't have enough space for you to stay. So I may have called in a favor." She started. I raise my eyebrows.
"What kind of favor?" I ask.
"You may or may not have to stay with our band Big Time Rush." She says nervously.
"What! I have to live with 4 hormone crazed dudes for two fucking weeks? What kind of sick punishment is that?" I exclaim.
"Yeah while you were shirt shopping I called in and asked their guardian if you could stay with them for a while. She said sure. As far as she knows you're a guy." Kelly tells me.
"Oh God! Please tell me you're joking?" I grab her shirt and look her in the eyes. "You aren't. what if I blow it? Then what?" I ask letting go of her shirt.
"You'll be fine. They are nice guys. You shouldn't be worried." She says while patting me on the back.
"I hope so." I mumble.
"Let's go get you changed. I'm taking you to the Palm Woods so you can meet them later." She says. "And maybe we can get a milkshake on the way there." She suggest.
"If it's a large then you're 'cheer Gabe up' plan is working." I tell her. She laughs and hands me the bags.
"Go put your dude clothes on."
I walk to the dressing room nearest me and strip down to complete nakedness. I start off with some black and red plaid boxers. I figured out a solution to the breeze. I'm going to wear regular underwear under the boxers. I stuff the sock into the front of my underwear. I shift it around a little bit until it's in a fairly comfortable position. I slide into some beige and dark green cargo shorts. I usually wear vans and converse so I went with black converse. Bottom half complete.
I reach into my bag and pull out a stretchy cloth. I tie it as tight as possible around my chest without cutting off my breathing. I slip into a black tee that has a design that looks like multi-colored paint splatters. Well my body looked like a guys. I walk out the dressing room and Kelly gives me a nod. "Now you hair, face, and hands." She says.
"Do I have to cut my hair?" I ask her. My hair is way too awesome to cut off. I've never permed it and I never will. And I refuse to get anything but a trim.
"No. But you should hide it in a hat or wear a boy wig." I let out a sigh of relief. Good thing I love hats. "Your face." She says giving me a thoughtful look.
"What's wrong with my face?" I ask while touching my face.
"We can just say you haven't hit puberty yet." She says.
"Good. And that covers the voice too." I clear my throat and try to add just a little bass to my voice. "How's this?" I ask her.
"Fine. Just don't overdo it." I nod my head in understanding. I grab a cap and pull my hair up so that as much of my hair is up as possible. I spin around so that Kelly can look at me one last time.
"Perfect. You're guyified. Now let go to the Palm Woods so you can meet your new roommates." She says cheerfully.
"whoopee" I say as dull as possible. This should be interesting.
A/N I like it so far. I want at least 3 reviews before I update again. But knowing me I'm gonna update anyway. And I missed Big Time Beach Party because my cable was off. I cried…enough said. So review just to make me feel better. I'll give you virtual roses - here ya go. Toodles.
~Love,
I'm Adorkable~