Hi everyone, my name is Mary, and this is my first fanfiction story I have ever written, so bear with me. Read it and tell me what you think. Should I continue? Sorry for any grammar errors. I triple checked the whole thing, but I might have left a few mistakes in there. I know, this chapter is really long, but if any more are to be made, they might only be half as long as this one is. Ok, well, here goes nothing. My first story ever written and put on fanfiction. R&R

Katie's POV

"Hey Katie, how's it going back in L.A.?"

"It's alright," I replied, pressing the phone to my ear with my shoulder so I could fold my clothes. "How long are you staying in Moscow?"

"Maybe a few more days. The interview is done, but this place looks nice. Plus, the girls are HOT!"

I lightly laughed, trying to keep my voice from faltering. This is going to be so hard for me. I love the life I have now, I don't want to leave any of it behind.

"Why do you ask? Can't stand being away from me any longer?" he joked. I took in a deep breath, and closed my eyes. You have to tell him. You've told everyone else, now you need to tell him.

"Well, I just thought you should know that I applied for boarding school."

There was a silence over the phone, just like all the other conversations I had with everyone else. "I'm a freshman now, and I want to get into a good college. I can make a little money there, and get a great... education," I managed to choke out. I felt a tear run down my face as I waited for his answer. Control your emotions, Katie! I grabbed onto one of my shirts and attempted to fold it. "You know how important college is to me, right?"

I heard a sigh, and then nothing else after. Could he really be taking this whole thing so seriously? I knew I was like a sister to him, but I wasn't expecting this.

"But there are so many schools here, why not pick one of them?" he asked in a serious tone.

I started to zip up my suitcase and answered, "This is a good school, I'm lucky they even accepted me."

"Well, can you tell me the name of the school? Maybe we can visit you every month."

"I think it would be best if you didn't know," I said, and hung up the phone. I can't believe I just did that.

I flipped my phone shut, and I was at the train station. The wind was blowing hard, and everyone was in front of me, waving good-bye. Everyone except for James. I thought he cared about me enough to at least say bye.

"Stay safe, Katie, okay?" My mother said, with tears welling up in her eyes. Carlos had a sad smile on his face, as well as Logan. Kendall's face was blank, there was only a hint of sadness on it. In a flash, I was on the train, looking at them out of the window. They were still waving at me, everyone with the same expressions on their faces. Still no James.

The train started, and they slowly started to fade away from me. The train started to go at a fast pace, way too fast. My stomach felt as if it curled up in the corner of my body, scared for its life. I closed my eyes as I felt myself free-falling into nothing. Everything was black, gone, empty, and silent. No thoughts, just nothing.

"Katie," the teacher said, in his regular monotone voice. "Pay attention."

I nodded, wiping the drool off the desk with my uniform's sleeve. Come on Katie, that's about the 50th time you had that dream, and it happened almost four years ago. Forget about it!

Some people laughed at me for drooling on the desk. I could care less, it's just a school full of stuck up girls. Well, except for Yessenia. I never wanted to go to this school, but it's not like I had a choice.

"Ok class, let's review multiplying and dividing mixed numbers. You all remember this from 6th grade, right?" he asked the class. Everyone answered yes, while I put my head down on the desk. Can this day get any worse?

The classroom door opened, and one of the office student assistants walked in. She quickly walked to my desk, put an envelope on it, and walked out. No one in the class seemed to care. I don't blame them, people get letters in the mail every day. But not me.

I never told anyone where my school was located, so I never got any mail. That is, until now. There was a sticky note on it that read:

Please open when you have
arrived at your dorm
- Butcher All-Girl High School

Why does school have to ruin everything exciting? I want to open this now, I'm curious.

After the school day was finished, I ran back to the dorms, getting anxious to see who wrote to me. Maybe it was Mom. Or maybe Logan, Carlos, James? Kendall? I don't know about Kendall, he was pretty angry when he found out I was leaving them. Yeah, he was there to say bye and seemed a little sad, but guys have minds that girls will never understand.

I reached for the key in my pocket and opened my door. Once I was in, I slammed it shut and ran to my room. Yessenia was in there, painting her toenails the school colors, maroon and black. "What's up Katie?" she asked, "And why did you come in here in such a hurry?"

"I got a letter," I said, still trying to catch my breath while holding the yellow envelope in the air. She looked up at it, and immediately forgot about her toes and ran to me.

"Oh my gosh, your family finally wrote to you?" she asked, amazed. She knew that I never talked to my family anymore, so she was just excited as I was. "Well, rip it open!"

I did as she said, and tore the envelope open. Three papers fell out of it and onto the floor. One of the papers was about the size of a coupon, and the others were regular sized. I picked up the two bigger papers and read it out loud:

"To Katie Knight,
Thank you for your audition video. From the looks of things, our show Summer in Westfieldwants YOU to play the character of Christa. Your attitude and personality fits the character, and for each episode you make in season one, you will earn $4,500. Meet at Toni Universal Office in Los Angeles, California, to accept the offer. Please be there at 3:00pm on Saturday, the 4th."

My jaw dropped and I stared at it for minutes before breaking out into a cheer. "I'm going back home! I can go back home!" I shouted, and Yessenia hugged me.

"Don't you dare worry about me, okay Katie? You need to go and do this!"

I looked over to her, my best friend for so many years. I really did want to go back home, but I'd miss her so much. "Call me when you graduate, you're coming to L.A. with me when you're finally out of here, okay," I assured her, and we smiled at each other. "Oh my g... I just can't... Believe this. I don't even remember auditioning for this show."

"What's this," Yessenia asked, picking up the coupon-looking thing. She looked at it, and said, "A first class plane ticket? Katie, I am so jealous! You're living my dream!"

"I'm acting like such a dork," I said, meaning it. "I've been to Los Angeles before, so I shouldn't be acting all girly about it."

"It's only natural for you to act out of character when you're going to see your family for the first time in years."

I fell back on my bed and smiled. I know the deal I made with him, but that didn't matter right now. He could do whatever he wanted, but I can't stand being away from my brothers and my mom any longer. I'm going home. But I still wonder how they got my "audition video".

*End of the Day*

*Next Day*

"Everyone, please fasten your seatbelts. We will be arriving shortly," the voice on the airplane's intercom announced. Why do we fasten our seatbelts if we're about to leave the plane? I shook my head and put my seatbelt on, my question still in my head. I wonder what changes happened in these three years I was gone. Did Big Time Rush break up? Do they sing anymore? Does anyone I know even livehere anymore? I hope so, or else this whole thing would have been a waste of time.

The plane landed, and my stomach was finally at ease. Well, for the most part. Everyone took their seatbelts off and hurried off of the plane. Once I stepped outside, I immediately felt the hot, summer air against my skin. I think I've been away too long, because the sun was making my pale skin turn red. I didn't really mind, though. I needed to get a tan anyway.

After checking in and getting my suitcases, I walked around to try and find my rental car. They gave me the keys to it at the airport. If I could only find it...

Whoa, I wasn't expecting this. It was a silver convertible, and... Well, I'm not too good with naming cars. As I said before, I've been at that school for way too long.

I opened the door and hopped in. The leather seats were hot, as well as the metal part of the seatbelt. I used to burn my arm with that thing, but today I was wearing my long sleeved uniform. My arms have been through enough and need a break.

Once I put the keys in the ignition, I slowly backed the car out of the parking lot. In the process I scraped the side of someone else's car. Oops, I've never been a good driver. I started driving to the Palmwoods, and turned on the radio.

Show me

By the way you hold me

Way that you control me

Speed me up or slow me

Wait a second, these voices sound familiar. Big Time Rush? So that means that they didn't break up. That's good, or else I'd be screwed. I wonder if Mom is still living with them. They're about 19 right now, so she had the choice to live on her own by now. I doubt that she left, considering that she still treated Kendall like a 10 year old when he was 16.

When I reached a red light I looked around at the city in curiosity. It still looked the same. Sounded the same. Definitely smelled the same. I looked over to the huge billboard and saw a sign that read:

On June 11th, Saturday, watch the world premiere of Summer in Westfield, with the cast of the hottest stars in Hollywood!

I'm one of the hottest stars in Hollywood? I guess being the sister of a band member has its advantages. The light turned green, and I lightly pressed on the gas pedal. I have a feeling this town is going to be filled with so many new and exciting things.

Finally, I pulled up to the Palmwoods parking lot. I could tell they repainted the building not too long ago, because it looked a lot nicer than it did the last time I was here. Stepping out of the car, I walked to the front doors of the Palmwoods, and opened them.

Inside, there was one person filming two teenagers who were in the middle of an acting scene. On the chairs was a girl reading a script, and I saw the Jennifers walk by the front desk in slow motion. A few guys were following behind them, most likely new guys. Any guys who's been here for a while knows that you're never good enough for the Jennifers.

I walked up to the front desk and rang the bell. A few seconds later, Bitters came out of the back room, eating a sandwich. "Welcome to the Palmwoods, how may I help you," he said in a monotone voice, obviously not in his best mood.

"Bitters, nice to see you again," I started, smirking at him. He just gave me a confused look, not recognizing me at all. "I'm here to check in and get my room and key."

"Name?" he asked, getting out his clipboard and a pen.

"Katie Knight."

He looked at me with a look of disbelief and maybe a little bit of shock. "Katie Knight? The little girl who used to be five feet and is Kendall Knight's sister?"

"Yep, the same Katie Knight. Well, except that I'm five foot six now," I answered.

"I'll have to keep my eye on you. I don't want you trashing your room or selling anything on this property," he warned, making me roll my eyes.

I smiled and said, "I've grown out of those habits. I'm 17 now; I can make money without causing trouble."

"I'm still not sure if I can trust you living by yourself. You know what? I'm moving you back into 2J," he said, giving me a key.

"Wait, what? You can't do-"

"Oh yes I can. I'm not going to risk anything going wrong around here in the Palmwoods. Everything has been calm for the past few years. I'm not going to let you change that," he said, walking into the back room. "Enjoy your room."

I am so not ready to see everybody again. What if they hate me for leaving? Even worse, what if they liked their lives better when I was gone? Ok, I need to stop worrying. I'm pretty sure they don't hate me. Well, at least not all of them. I'm still pretty angry with James, though. He never came to say goodbye to me.

Why did Bitters make me go back to 2J? That place would bring back too many memories. If the memories were good or bad, I don't know. I took a 20 dollar bill from the tip jar and put it in my pocket before heading towards the elevator. I could use this for a new outfit. Wait a second, all I have is my school uniform, and just one shirt and a pair of pants that Mom packed for me? They didn't fit me at the time, but Mom convinced me that I'd be thankful for them once they did. I'm definitely taking one of the boys to the mall with me so I can get some clothes.

The elevator finally made it to my floor, and the doors slid open. Everything looked different, yet the same. The carpet was a lighter color than it used to be, and the walls were a bright white. I stepped out of the elevator, and heard the doors close behind me. Come on, Katie, you can do this. They won't hate you.

I quickly walked, almost ran, to 2J. I got out my key and burst the door open, got in, and slammed it shut. Okay, I'm here. The room looked exactly the same as the day I left. There was the flat screen TV, the kitchen where mom cooked her famous fish sticks and corndogs, the swirly slide, and everything else I could remember.

"Hello?" I called out, looking around at the dim room, only being lit by the one window in the house. No one answered, so I assumed no one was home. I looked over at the counter and saw a half eaten corndog on a plate. I smiled, remembering Carlos and his craving for them. I walked to the living room and saw popcorn all over the floor. A few textbook pages were on the floor, and there was a comb broken in half. Looks like James and Logan got into a fight.

This place was a mess! I walked away from the living room and opened the door to James and Kendall's room. It looked a little different than before. There was a desk with a laptop on it that I never saw before, and the blankets on their beds were different than the last time I saw them. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something unusual on one of their beds. I turned around and walked towards it. It looked like some kind of paper.

I snatched it from under the mattress and looked at it. It was blank, just a regular piece of paper. Then I noticed that the back of it felt glossy. I flipped it over and saw a picture. It was of me and James, and I immediately remembered the exact day it was taken.

We just got back from the movies, and everyone was bummed out. Logan went straight to his room, still thinking about Camille and how much he wanted her back. Kendall went to the mall to go apologize to Jo, and Carlos tagged along with him. James had nowhere to go, so he just sat on the living room couch watching TV, eating his leftover popcorn from the movies. I was the only one who got home in a good mood.

Mom was so happy that it was my first Valentines Day I spent with a boy, so she forced James to stand next to and she took a picture of us.

I looked at the picture, of James standing there with a sad face and me with a big smile on my face and a huge stuffed gorilla that Kyle won from the claw machine for me. Now that I think about it, I think I ripped the head off of that thing when Kyle and I broke up.

I wonder if this is James or Kendall's picture. And why would they keep it under their bed? Talk about creepy…

I looked at the picture and laughed at how funny James looked, and the unusually large gorilla I was holding. I'd keep this picture private if I had it, too. It's embarrassing.

Suddenly, I heard the door burst open and get slammed shut in only a matter of seconds. "Hey, can someone help me carry these bags in?" I heard someone yell. "Oh wait, I forgot that everyone is having too much fun playing hockey WITHOUT ME!"

Definitely Kendall. Before I left, I remember that Gustavo forced Kendall into anger management class after he had lost his temper and pushed Carlos into Gustavo's records hanging on the wall. Poor Carlos, he's always getting pushed around, literally. But he should've seen it coming when he said that Kendall couldn't dance to save his life.

Anyway, Kendall has to spend three hours everyday in anger management, so he misses out on free time to play hockey with the guys. "I wish Mom didn't go on that trip to Minnesota," he mumbled to himself. So Mom did leave? Well, he said trip, so maybe it's just for a week or two. I stuffed the photo back under the mattress, and listened to more of Kendall's mumbles to himself.

I couldn't handle it anymore! I had to see Kendall! I stepped out of the room, and slowly walked to the kitchen. I could hear the sound of plastic bags and the refrigerator door opening and closing. I walked even closer and finally for the first time in three years, saw Kendall. He didn't notice me at first. He looked the same, just more mature. The teenager look wasn't in him anymore; he looked more like a young adult. He was on the floor, stuffing food that didn't belong in the fridge into the drawers at the bottom of it. I smiled at him and tried my best to keep tears from coming out of my eyes. Don't cry Katie, your not 10 anymore.

Finally, he noticed me. He looked up at me from kneeling on the floor in confusion at asked, "Who are you?"

He seriously didn't remember me? "Come on Kendall, it's only been three years, I can't look thatdifferent," I replied, thinking about how I looked. I have the same hair, same eyes, I'm pretty sure my face looks the same. He still looked confused, making me roll my eyes. "It's me, Katie. Your sister."

His face turned from confused to shock. "W-wait. You mean you're K-Katie?"

I nodded, the smile on my face getting bigger. He stood up and looked at me, until he finally hugged me. "Katie, I can't believe you came back!" he exclaimed, pulling me into a tighter hug. "Everyone's missed you, especially Mom. How've you been?"

He released me from his bear hug, and I caught my breath. "I've been fine. How about Big Time Rush? Has everyone been getting along?" I asked, gesturing to the mess in the living room.

He laughed and said, "Well, it's a long story. We can talk about that later. Now you're back, and we need to catch up. And, wow, you grew up so much!"

I guess three years can do a lot to someone. "I guess I did. I'm basically a woman now, huh?"

"Absolutely not," he scolded, his eyes widening. "You're my little sister, you'll never be a woman!"

I laughed at his reaction. I'm gonna have to say that more often...

"It's okay Kendall. I'm 17, still a teenager."

He calmed down a bit after I said that, and he smiled. "Speaking of still being a teenager, you haven't dated any boys, have you?"

"That's kind of hard to do at an all girl school," I replied. He looked at me again, and looked a little sad. "What?" I asked him.

"It's just so weird seeing how much you've grown up," he said. Tears started to form in his eyes. Oh no, please don't do this to me Kendall...

"Wha-? Are you, crying, Kendall?" I asked, hugging him.

"Sorry," he sobbed, hugging me back. "It's the anti-anger medicine that makes me have mood-swings."

I laughed at him, and rubbed his back. "Do you want me to call Mom up and have her tuck you in?" I teased, pulling away from the hug and giving him a tissue.

"Speaking of Mom, I forgot she wanted me to do the laundry. DOESN'T SHE KNOW THAT I HATE LAUNDRY?" he yelled, storming out of the kitchen and into the living room. He's worse than Mom when she's angry at the boys for getting in trouble with the cops.

"Kendall," I started to say, following him into the living room. "You really need to stop taking that med-"

Suddenly, the door opened, and Logan, Carlos, and James walked in. Carlos had a bandage on his cheek, and James was limping. Logan smiled at them, obviously happy that he didn't have any injuries. "Oh, hey Katie," Logan said, walking in. "Sorry, but I've got a date with Camille. I'll talk to you later."

He quickly ran out of the room, and off to Camille's room. That was a little strange. I shrugged and looked two the remaining two boys. Carlos and James stood at the door in shock. "Katie?" Carlos asked, not moving anything but his mouth to talk. Do I really look thatdifferent?

I nodded, and held my arms out to hug him. He accepted it, and he pulled me in for a tight hug. "I missed you so much! I haven't had anyone to share fruit smackers with since you left," he said, and I laughed at his innocent behavior. I don't think Carlos will ever change. "And you missed out on a lot since you left. Did you know that they make minicorndogs now?" he asked, pulling away from the hug.

"That sounds awesome," I replied, smiling at him.

"Oh, and they made a Castle Bashers 5! It's so much more fun than the first one, wanna play it with me?" he asked, making Kendall give him an amused expression. I quickly glanced up at James, who still seemed shocked that I was even here. He was about to say something to me, when I interrupted him.

"Yeah, let's go play that game. Sounds fun," I said, looking at James and giving him a fake smile and a glare at the same time.

"Cool!" Carlos exclaimed, running to his room. I followed him and sat down on one of the bean bags. "The guys said that this game sucked, but they can't even beat the first level. They're just sore losers!" he yelled on the last part, trying to get their attention.

"Hey, in my defense, I'm not used to playing with that type of controller!" Kendall yelled back, making Carlos roll his eyes.

"A real gamer can work with any controller!"

I giggled at them, and then felt my phone vibrate through my skirt pocket. "Hold on a second Carlos, I need to answer my phone," I told him. He nodded, cleaning the game disk with his shirt. I grabbed my phone and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"I heard you came back. I thought we had a deal."

"I came back because I got an offer for some good money. This could be my only chance to afford college without help. And what's the big deal if I stay, why do you want me gone?" I asked him, tensing up. How the hell did he find out?

"Don't question my orders, Katie Knight. Leave back to where you were for the past three years," he demanded.

"And what if I don't?" I replied, making my heart race. I usually have no fears, but in this case, I'm really scared.

He sighed and said, "I can't force you to go back, but know this. Everyday you stay here in L.A., the worse your life and Big Time Rush's life is going to get. Get ready for hell, Katie Knight."