"Just like the clouds my eyes will do the same, if you walk awaaaay, everyday it'll rain, rain, rain, raaaiiinn..."

I'm a bit obsessed with that song.. My bestest bud and I go around my school singing it super duper loud..

ANYWAY. Hey, guys! I'm really excited to start this new story, and I'm gonna be putting a lot of literary devices in it, and it's gonna be awesome, so get ready! WHOOP. I'm really hoping everyone will like this! :]

I don't own Big Time Rush or anything at all.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.

Carlos Garcia lazily rolled over in his bed, sent his roommate a glare, and groaned loudly. "Kendall, turn that stupid thing off! I don't like the sound!" he whined, throwing his pillow over his head.

"Sorry," Kendall muttered in reply. He reached his hand out and pressed the 'snooze' button on his alarm clock. However, he couldn't get the alarm to silence. He hit the button a few more times, growing frustrated, and along with Carlos, groaned.

"Kendall!" Carlos moaned. The blonde sent him an irritated look.

"I'm sorry, Carlos, it must be broken," he mumbled, getting annoyed at the sound, too.

"I don't like it! Make it stop!" Carlos pleaded. Kendall rolled his eyes at his younger friend, who always acted as if he were a baby, but chuckled nevertheless.

"Sorry, buddy," he replied, laughing, before he bent down and unplugged the alarm clock, leaving the room silent once again. "Is that better?"

"Mhm..." Carlos smiled before drifting back off to sleep

James Diamond stared at the TV, unable to look away as he watched Carlos and Kendall play their new video game. He watched as the characters ran around on the streets, shooting guns and being violent as they did in all their games. He heard Logan cheering beside Kendall as he got more points.

"Kendall, stop beating me!" Carlos yelled. "I wanna win!" Kendall, James, and Logan laughed, and Kendall smiled as he gained even more points, causing Carlos to whine even more.

"Sorry, buddy," Kendall said, "but I wanna win, too!" Carlos pouted, sent Kendall a small glare, and turned his attention back to the video game.

He pushed random buttons on his controller and ran around on the screen, trying as hard as he could to win the game. He fired his gun with another random button, and he liked the way the loud, booming noise sounded. He smiled and pushed the button again, shooting his gun at Kendall's character, who was dodging every bullet. The smile on Carlos' face disappeared.

"Kendall, why do you have to miss every single shot? Just let me get a few points!" he begged. Kendall rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Fine, but only because you're my best friend," he replied, and the cartoon bullet hit Kendall's character.

Logan Mitchell sat in his warm, comfortable bed, reading through a new doctor's magazine. He looked up when he heard the door open and smiled at Kendall, who was waiting in the doorway.

"Hey, buddy," Kendall said cheerfully, "do you wanna come down to the pool with us? We're gonna play Chicken!" he exclaimed.

Logan frowned. "I hate that game. Someone always gets hurt," he pointed out in a warning tone.

"Come on, Logan, we'll all be extra careful! We need a fourth player, though, so please come!" he begged. Logan sighed, rolled his eyes, and reluctantly followed his friend out the door and down to the pool.

When Logan and Kendall got to the pool, they found Carlos and James already waiting for them in the water. They were splashing each other, and everyone else in the pool, and eventually, all the other people were gone.

"Come on, guys!" Carlos shouted. "We cleared out the pool so we could play! Hurry up!" He dove under the water and swam around the whole pool, splashing James some more with his feet.

Kendall and Logan jumped into the water, and they broke into pairs: Kendall and Carlos, and James and Logan. As soon as they started the game, chaos broke out. Carlos ended up knocking Logan off of James' shoulders within five minutes, and before Logan even came back out of the water, James was screaming at his opponents.

"YOU CHEATED, CARLOS, JUST LIKE ALWAYS!" he screamed. "YOU GUYS NEVER PLAY THIS GAME RIGHT!"

"WELL, WHEN I'M ON YOUR SHOULDERS AND WE WIN," Carlos yelled back, "I'M NOT CHEATING, AM I? YOU'RE JUST A SORE LOSER!"

"YOU ALMOST KILLED LOGAN!" James shouted.

"NO, HE DIDN'T! LOGAN'S FINE!" Kendall said. "Leave him alone, James! You can't always win!" James glared at him as Logan joined in the fight.

"I told you guys we shouldn't play this stupid game! We always end up fight-"

"Shut up, Logan!" Carlos interrupted. "You're just a little weenie who's too afraid to do anything!"

"Hey, leave him alone!" James yelled, splashing Carlos with more water.

Kendall splashed James before climbing out of the pool. Carlos followed, and they both stuck their tongues out at James and Logan.

"We're gonna go hang out together, without you guys!" Kendall said, glaring at them and folding their arms. James rolled his eyes.

"Well, have fun! Logan and I will be doing cooler things than you guys!" he exclaimed. "And we won't ever hang out with you again, 'cause you're annoying turds!" Kendall and Carlos rolled their eyes this time.

"Fine, loser!" Carlos yelled. "Let's go, Kendall!"

And the two marched off, knowing their fight was a big joke, but still wanting to get away from their other friends.

"Hey, Carlos, do you wanna come to the bank with me?" Kendall asked when the two got back up to apartment and dried off.

"Why?" Carlos asked, wrinkling up his nose. He didn't like the bank. It always smelled bad. He didn't know what the smell was, but he never liked it because it reminded him of icky things...

"I have to go for my mom," Kendall replied. Carlos sighed and nodded. Kendall smiled, "Thanks, bud. You're my favorite out of you, Logan, and James!" he said. A big smile stretched across Carlos' face, and he ran out of the apartment after Kendall.

Okay, I know this was kind of short, but the chapters will get longer! And I know it was boring, too, but hopefully, it'll get better! :] If you spotted any of the literary devices, let me know!

Review? (: