So I've decided to do this little week long story. It's spring break for me and a ton of other people, and I wondered—what would a spring break be like for the guys? So every day I'll post a chapter for this (or I'll try VERY HARD). I'm basing a lot of the things in this off of my spring break activities haha, but dramatized and with tons of bromance and BTR fun!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Big Time Rush or any of its characters.
Spring Break. It was all the boys of Big Time Rush had been thinking about for weeks. No school, of course, but also no work for most of the week, while Gustavo was at a spa in Palm Springs until Friday. They had one day of work on Saturday, and then they were faced with Sunday through Friday of glorious time off.
They'd all brainstormed ideas on how to spend the week, and had come up with some great plans for their fantastic break. But they'd all agreed on one thing—Sunday was to be spent relaxing by the pool.
So, by eleven AM Sunday morning, the boys were dropping into lounge chairs and putting on sunglasses, ready for a day of relaxation. Logan opened a book immediately as he sat down—the others all gave him a look. When he sensed it, he slowly looked up into the six eyes that were staring him down.
"What?" Logan asked, irritated.
"Dude, we said we were going to relax," James told him. "Not do homework!"
"This isn't homework!" Logan objected. "Reading happens to be relaxing to me!"
Kendall's stomach twisted at the word homework. A nagging voice in his head reminded him about the paper he had to have finished and handed in to Miss Collins by tomorrow. It had been due last Thursday, but Kendall had begged an extension off of her. She'd told him to make sure it was finished and to drop it off at her apartment by ten AM Monday morning.
He hadn't done a bit of work on it yet.
"Logan, I want to go swimming first," Carlos begged."
"Go swimming," Logan suggested as he attempted to go back into his book.
"I don't wanna go by myself! It's no fun!"
"James, go swimming with Carlos," Logan said monotonously, not even looking up.
James had already stretched out in his chair and was combing through his light brown hair with his signature lucky comb, but he stood up readily enough. "Let's go, Carlitos!" James shouted, running towards the pool and doing a cannonball, splashing water on everyone within a few feet.
Carlos took a few hesitant steps towards the pool and then glanced back at Logan, who did his best to hide behind his book. After a few seconds of trying to avoid Carlos's puppy dog eyes, he finally slammed the book shut. "Fine! I'll read later!" Logan stood and dropped the book on his chair, a huge smile on his face despite all of his protests. "Come on, Kendall!" he called over his shoulder as he and Carlos jumped in the pool.
Kendall gulped. He really wanted to enjoy his break with his friends. He really did. Besides, he could get his work done later. He forced a smile and jumped in the pool after the other guys.
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"Night, guys," James called in to Kendall and Logan's room from the bathroom door, where he was standing in his jammies.
"Night," Logan called back, looking up from the book he was reading as he lay on top of the covers of his bed.
"Goodnight," Kendall murmured as he attempted to type as surreptitiously as he could on his laptop, trying to appear like he was merely surfing the web rather than frantically writing his essay.
"Don't forget the zoo tomorrow!" they heard Carlos cry from the other bedroom. Logan and James grinned and Kendall even managed a smile. Carlos was freakishly excited to go to the zoo the next day—it had been his idea for their "Awesome Spring Break of Awesomeness."
James shut the door from the bathroom and Kendall saw the light in the bathroom flick off. Logan read a few more pages in his book before shutting it and reaching to turn his lamp off. "Well, we'd better go to sleep, too," he told Kendall. "Carlos is gonna drag us all around that zoo tomorrow, you know."
Kendall glanced up, trying very hard to keep the panic out of his face. "Oh…yeah, I guess so," he mumbled, flitting his eyes back to the page on his screen. What had to be a four page paper was at this moment only a page and smidge. He closed the laptop rather than shutting it off and set it on his own table. "G'nite!" he said a bit too cheerfully and curled up under his covers.
He was counting on Logan falling asleep. Some nights Logan was out in a few minutes, but other nights (most nights) Logan tossed and turned for a couple hours before falling asleep. However, soon Kendall heard Logan's breathing become deep and even. He made himself wait a few minutes to make sure that the other boy was truly asleep before he grabbed his laptop and tiptoed out of the bedroom, opening and closing the door as quietly as he possibly could.
Padding down the stairs into the darkened living room, Kendall grabbed a Dr. Pepper from the fridge and sat on the couch, opening his laptop. He stared and stared at the page but couldn't seem to make any more words come.
After ten minutes of this, he felt tears of sheer frustration building up in his eyes. He blinked frantically, trying to clear them away, but only managed to make them fall down his cheeks, leaving two salty tracks. He sniffed and wiped a hand under his nose.
Great, now you're crying, you big sissy, he admonished himself. It's your own fault, for leaving this paper so late! What's wrong with you?
"Kendall?" Kendall jumped and whirled around in his seat, nearly dropping his laptop in the process. There, at the bottom of the stairs, was Logan. He hadn't even heard his friend come down.
"Logan!" Kendall felt his eyes widening and he glanced involuntarily at his laptop and shoved it aside. "I…I couldn't sleep. And I didn't want to wake you."
"Kendall…" Logan took a few hesitant steps. "Kendall, are you crying? Your eyes are red."
Damn it. Kendall furiously pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes, drying them. "Nah, just so tired."
"Kendall, you are crying!" Logan exclaimed softly, coming over to the back of the couch. "What's up?" Logan looked over at the laptop and Kendall didn't have a chance to block it. "What's that?"
Kendall felt his chin threatening to tremble but he forced it steady. Jesus Christ, be a man Kendall. "It's…my history paper," he finally admitted, trying very hard to keep the quaver out of his voice.
"Your history paper?" Logan asked. "Those were due Thursday! I thought you turned it in?"
"No," Kendall admitted. "I begged Miss Collins for an extension and she said I could turn it in on Monday by ten AM…" Kendall glanced at the digital clock on the DVD player, the numbers glowing red in the dark room. "And ten AM is only nine and a half hours away."
"Kendall, why didn't you ask me to help you?" Logan asked incredulously, immediately going to where Kendall's laptop was and picking it up, despite Kendall's half-voiced protests. "Furthermore, why did you leave it until the night before? You know procrastinating doesn't get you anywhere! You could have been working on it all day today, and then you wouldn't be so upset right now-."
"Stop!" Kendall begged quietly. "I didn't ask you for help because I knew you'd get mad at me like this! I already know I'm a bad person for procrastinating on this, but I didn't want you guys to know it too!"
Logan looked at Kendall with disbelief in his eyes. "Kendall, how does this make you a bad person? We've all procrastinated. I didn't mean to make you feel bad, I was just…I don't like seeing you so frustrated like this."
"I know. I know." Kendall reached for the laptop from Logan and settled it back on his own lap. "Look, go back to sleep and I'll do this…somehow. I have no idea what I'm doing though and I feel like I'm just going to fail." Kendall got progressively quieter as he finished that sentence.
Logan gently placed a hand on Kendall's shoulder. "Kendall, I'll help you. Don't worry. This can be finished in an hour. Maybe less. Just take a deep breath." Logan took a deep breath as an example and gestured for Kendall to do the same.
A deep inhale, and Kendall was already feeling better. "Okay," he said, his voice no longer cracking and wavering. "I can do this."
"We can do this," Logan told him with a smile.
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Logan was right. By one thirty, he and Kendall were printing the paper out in their shared bedroom on their printer, stapling it together, placing it on the desk with a big sticky note to remind Kendall to take it to Miss Collins first thing in the morning, and then finally crawling back into their beds to sleep.
"Thanks, Logie," Kendall murmured to his best friend sleepily through the dark room.
He practically heard Logan's small smile in his voice. "No problem, Kenny. Anytime."
They both fell asleep quickly and soundly.
Hope you enjoyed!
And yes. I did leave my essay until the night before it was due. And my sister helped me finish it so it was able to be turned it.