Of Repeats & Rip-offs
I sat in 7th period, listening to the teacher drone on about the next chapter, I allowed myself to glance at the clock. I let a happy sigh when I saw 1 minute left and I was free of this prison they called school. Today was a huge day for my siblings and I. We had an insanely important talent show at school and the winner gets time a real recording studio. We had practicing for months, and we were very confident.
BRIIIIIIIIIIIING! BRIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
The bell rang and I shot up from seat, grabbing my backpack and book from the floor. I rushed out the door and to my locker. Once there, I got what I needed and walked out to the front of the school where my family stood.
"Ready to go?" Chanen asked, I nodded.
"Yep, let's get going." I replied, we walked to Ben's truck and loaded up into it.
"Okay, so we go home, get what we need for tonight, and come back to school for rehearsal's." He explained, pulling out of the school parking lot.
"We know, we know!" I sighed. We had been doing the same routine the past 3 weeks, I was kind of getting sick of it.
"Just reminding you guys." He said. I shrugged and turned to my phone. The car ride was silent until we got home, when we all broke out and ran inside. After we each got what we needed and ran back out.
"Got your mic?" Ben asked me.
"Yep, got your guitar?" I replied.
"Yes, Austin, keyboard?" Ben said,
"Of course, Brandon, bass?" He said.
"Uh-huh, Brendan, drums?" He said,
"Check! Chanen, got your guitar!" Brendan replied.
"Yup! Ty, got the stuff?" Chanen said, turning to Tyler.
"Yes ma'am! Let's hit it!" He declared. It was habit we were all in that we did every time before we left. We drove to school and parked outside of the auditorium, then walked into the back entrance.
"Riot to rehearse, 10 minutes!" I heard them announce through the loud speakers. We all ran out to set our stuff up. After a quick rehearsal, we left.
"Okay, there are no excuses, we have to leave our house by 7:30, it's 1:45 now, you two have to work until 6, I'm picking you up... How long will it take you to get ready?" Ben said, looking at Chanen and Brendan.
"Like 10 minutes." Brendan shrugged.
"My hair just needs to be touched up." Chanen replied, lifting a strand of dark brown hair.
"Okay, so, let's say 45 minutes." Ben replied. She nodded.
"Sounds good." She said.
"Great! Now let's drop you two off!" He exclaimed. We dropped the two off at the market, and continued on to our house, where the rest of us began to get ready. I curled my hair, changed into a white long sleeve shirt, bootcut jeans, and black UGG boots. After I was finished, I walked downstairs to watch TV.
"Guys! Time to go!" Ben yelled. I groaned slightly.
"But Spongebob is on!" I exclaimed.
"I don't care! We have to go pick them up!" He replied. I sighed and got up, switching off the TV, and walking into foyer, grabbing the bag containing Chanen's stuff, and walked out to Ben's truck. I got into shotgun and waited, humming along to the song I was going to sing. After a few minutes, the others came walking out and loaded up. We drove to QuickiPick where Chanen and Brendan were putting carts away,
Chanen's POV.
Brendan and I walked out of the store, out into the parking lot and started gathering up the carts that people carelessly left lying around. After they were gathered, we set up our usual game and then I noticed Georgie and the others walking up, she I ran up and jumped into the basket Brendan was going to push, he laughed and moved onto another cart. He pushed it, and it missed the line by a few feet.
"Hehe Brendan. You suck." Georgie giggled. He just rolled his eyes and moved onto the next one.
"Oh did you guys hear? Dylan Holt cheated on Alyssa Green with Krystal Reynolds?" I asked suddenly, seeing my friend Krystal's older brother across the lot.
"No way! That whore!" Georgie exclaimed.
"Who's the whore? Dylan or Krystal?" I asked, turning to her.
"Well... Dylan's the man whore, like king of them. I swear to you. This is like what? The 6th girl he's cheated on?" She replied, brow scrunched up like it always did when she tried to recall information.
"True... But Krystal hasn't been at school... I don't think she even knows they're going out." I pointed out.
"She has him on TheSlap, Facebook, and Twitter. As do I, and I know she checks them all and all of them have something about the 2 dating." She argued. She kind of lost me on the explanation but I didn't tell her that.
"Fine, fine. You win." I said, holding up my hands.
"Wait!...How is Krystal a whore?" Brendan asked,
"She cheated with Dylan. And she and Lyssa are friends!" Georgie exclaimed, Mike nodded in understanding.
"Okay! As much as I love hearing about the latest 'Who's cheating on who' gossip, let's change the subject to something more... stimulating." Austin said as he leaned on a post.
"Yes sir!" Georgie smiled, giving him a mock salute. We then began talking about the latest hockey game.
"We could have won by more than one if Brendan had passed me the puck." Georgie snapped.
"Shut up!" Brendan growled, he pulled the cart back and shoved it with all his might. Georgie squealed in shock and grabbed onto the sides. We all watched in horror as she rolled farther and farther away. The all of a sudden, a black limo pulled up out of no where and BAM! Georgie went flying out of the cart.
"Oooh!" We chorused. Then 4 boys got out followed by a hefty man in gangster looking clothing and an African American lady, who was beginning to have a panic attack.
"Oh my God!" The girl breathed.
"Why do I have the strangest feeling I've seen this happen before?" One of the boys asked looking at the others.
"Because it has happened before!" A guy exclaimed, it was then I noticed Georgie stirring in the snow. We all rushed over to her and helped her up, she leaned all her weight on Tyler for a second before straightening up, pointing her finger in the air and declaring:
"Call a doctor." Then collapsed onto the cold ground again. We bent down to help her.
"We are SO sorry!" another one of the guys exclaimed as we sat her up, she slowly came too before she popped up from the ground with a huge smile on her tan face.
"It's all good! That was the coolest thing like EVER!" She exclaimed. The guys all chuckled a bit, well 3 of them did, one was staring at her in concentration. I couldn't help but noticing his brow furrowed together the same way hers did.
"Anyway. I'm Georgina Diamond. This is Chanen Price, then this is Brendan King, Brandon King, Ben Williams, Tyler Matthews, and Austin Johnson." She introduced us all. We all gave a small wave as they introduced themselves.
"I'm Kendall Knight, this is Logan Mitchell, Carlos Garcia and James... Diamond." The guy replied, my jaw slipped open at the mention of his last name. Diamond? Really?
"MONKEY-DOGS! LET'S RIDE!" Hefty said, he had gotten the girl to calm down and they were now climbing back into the limo with subs. Where on Earth
"Well it was nice meeting you all." Kendall said, we all nodded and bid them goodbye.
Georgie's POV.
As soon as they were gone, Ben whisked all of us to the car, telling the other two to hurry up. After about 5 minutes the two came out to the truck, and we drove to the school. As soon as we got there, they rushed to get ready and the rest of us waited backstage, watching the other acts. 45 minutes later, we were on deck. I surveyed the crowd. There were so many people.
"Georgina. Focus." Chanen exclaimed, clapping her hands in front of my face. I shook my head.
"I'm awake!" I exclaimed, looking up at her.
"Good, now Elena and her cronies are up their now. We've got to beat them... Beat them into a small, little, puddle on the ground!" She growled, pounding her now clenched right hand into her left palm. The sounds of Elena's annoying voice pounded in my ears.
Lucky I'm so nice
Even I'm surprised
You are still allowed to be in my crew
Show you how it's done
If you want to be someone
Just watch me and you'll learn some
Me, myself, and I agree
You'll never catch up with me
Cause I'm too cool
Yeah I'm too cool
"Er... Chan. You okay?" Ben asked, looking wide eyed at our sister.
"Yeah.. I'm feeling some tension.." I told her, she smiled at us.
"No. I'm fine. Trust me. Let's just go up their and rock!" She said, we all nodded and did our pre-performance routines. Mine and her's being yoga poses, karate moves & meditation, the twins, Brendan and Brandon did a handshake while Ben and Austin listened to their favorite music, getting pumped. Tyler was busy checking on our equipment and sound stuff. Just as I was finishing up, I saw Elena and her people were coming offstage. I walked up to them, grabbing my mic from Tyler.
"Break a leg." She smiled that creepy sickly sweet smile so many people loved, why I ain't to sure, but they did.
"Thanks." I replied, eyeing her.
"No... Really. Break a leg." She snickered, I raised a fist to punch her but Ben held me back. I sighed and held my hands up in surrender. He chuckled and we walked onto the stage. The song started and I began singing.
There's a whole lot of things
That I will forgive
But I just can't take a liar
I was by your side
Till the very end
Till you pushed me in the fire
I tried to believe you
But something is wrong
You wont look in my eyes
Tell me what's going on
It's you and me against the world
That's what you said, that's what you said
If you can't be honest with me,
Then I'm afraid this is the end
Hurry up, hurry up
If you ever really cared about me
Tell the truth, give it up
You sound guilty, cause you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
I began getting into the song, as I danced around on the stage. I walked up to Ben and sang the second verse, acting as if I were talking to him. He laughed and played along the best he could.
Seconds turn into minutes now
But you wont give me an answer
You can tell me this
You can tell me that
But don't say you don't remember
Cause I know you better
Than you know yourself
So don't say I'm crazy
I know very well
It's you and me against the world
That's what you said, that's what you said
If you can't be honest with me,
Then I'm afraid this is the end
Hurry up, hurry up
If you ever really cared about me
Tell the truth, give it up
You sound guilty, cause you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
I-I-I don't-don't wanna hear you're ss-orr-ry now
The-ee-ee best thing you can do for me is just spit it out
I-I-I don't-don't' wanna hear you ss-orr-ry now
Stop-stop-stop stuttering your worlds
it's only making you look worse
Hurry up, hurry up
If you ever really cared about me
Tell the truth, give it up
You sound guilty, cause you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah you're stuttering
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, E-e-e-e-e-e)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa)
Yeah, you're stuttering!
I fell to my knees as the song ended, I looked up, smiling and waving at the roaring crowd. They were cheering even louder than for Elena.
"Thanks y'all so much!" I said, I ran off the stage
"Oh my GOD! Georgie! That was awesome!" Chanen exclaimed happily, hugging me tightly.
"I just performed like I usually did." I replied after swallowing half the water.
"Yeah! But like 10 times better!" Brendan agreed, the other 3 boys nodded. I rolled my hazel eyes and threw my hair up in a messy bun.
"I'VE FOUND IT!" a slightly familiar voice yelled from behind us. I spun around to see the 4 boys from earlier, Hefty and Panic Attack Mode chick or Kelly, we found out. Hefty was the one who yelled. There was only 2 bands back there: Ours, Riot, and Elana's, The It Factor, what the heck kind of name was that? I wasn't surprised he was looking right at Elena.
"WHAT!" The boys and girl yelled.
"Gustavo! You can't be serious?" Kendall exclaimed
"YEAH! I thought we agreed we like Riot better than.. Whoever they are!" Carlos exclaimed, the other 4 nodded.
"Shut it Dogs! What I say goes! And I say that The IT Factor is the next big thing from Rocque Records!" Hefty yelled back, all the boys glared at him. Elena and her people were now screaming and jumping up and down excitedly.
"Congratulations Elena." I called to her, she just smirked happily. I narrowed my eyes at her and Headmaster Headley went back on stage to announce the winner.
"And the winner of the 34th Annual Cambridge Academy Talent Show is.. Riot!" He yelled happily, I pumped my fist in the air triumphantly and ran onto the stage. I shook hands with our Headmaster as he congratulated us. After we finished with that and went back backstage, we merely gathered our belongings and made a mad dash for the door, sidestepping the
"Hey! Georgie!" I heard someone call, I spun around to see Carlos. I smiled at him.
"Yeah?" I asked,
"Uh.. I'm sorry about Gustavo. He's just... Well I don't know.." He said, stumbling for an apology.
"It's fine. Besides, Elena belongs in LA, so do her friends they were like... born for it." I said, shaking my head.
"No. You belong in Hollywood! You've got talent." He said, I just shrugged
"GEORGINA RHIANNON DIAMOND! HURRY UP I WANT ICE CREAM!" Chanen yelled from the car, I spun around and waved her off. She gave me a look, I rolled my eyes and turned back to Carlos, who was laughing slightly.
"Well. I gotta go. It was awesome meeting you Carlos. Good luck with.. Them." I replied, he smiled and pulled me into a hug, I returned it and we both walked away in opposite directions. When I got to the car, I jumped in next to Austin.
"What were you 2 talking about?" Ben asked, pulling out of the parking spot.
"He apologized about Gustavo." I replied with a shrug.
"Oh. Ok. Let's go! I want ice cream!" Chanen exclaimed, I rolled my eyes and we rode off.
Tell me what you think! My first attempt at a Big Time Rush story, so please R&R.(:
Disclaimer: I don't own BTR or its characters, I own my OCs and the bands mentioned, I also don't either of the songs, they are "Too Cool" from Camp Rock and "Stuttering" By Fefe Dobson.