"This is nice." Logan stated.

"Very nice." The boys exclaimed together as they lounged in the pool chairs relaxing on their day off. All sporting in swim trunks and t shirts, the Big Time Rush guys had their hands behind their head and eyes closed as they soaked up the sun. With their long hours of rehearsing inside, they almost forget at times that there is actually a sun. They were lucky enough to get a day off on such a beautiful day in California. Carlos went to scratch an itchy spot on his head, forgetting he was wearing his traditional hockey helmet.

"This day can do no wrong!" A very excited Carlos bolted up in his chair as he removed his helmet, putting it under his arm to scratch wildly at the itchy spot. As soon as those words came out the other three boys bolted up as well, trying to shush Carlos. Logan even went over and put his hand over Carlos' mouth.

"You going to jinx our day -" Logan whispered as he continued to cover Carlos' mouth despite his furious mumbling but was cut off by Kendall's cell phone ring tone. "Off." Logan sighed, knowing who was calling already. He was the smart one of the group for a reason. With a worried look on his face, hoping the caller wasn't who he thought it was, Kendall couldn't help but groan loudly once he saw the caller ID. Goodbye day off, hello extra rehearsing hours Kendall thought.

"Yes Gustav-"

"DOGS!" A very loud, and seemingly angry Gustavo Rocque yelled from the other end of the phone almost deafening poor Kendall. All the boys leaned forward as Kendall put the phone on speaker and on top of a pool side table in front of the guys. All the guys gave a death stare to Carlos who gave a lost puppy dog look.

"Sorry." The sixteen year old Latino boy pouted as he hugged his helmet, looking down at the phone.

"Stop yapping dogs and listen up." Typical Gustavo and his always 'I-hate-everyone-but-myself' attitude. It only happened a few times, and briefly, when the boys saw a lighter side to Gustavo Rocque. But in all honestly, they've gotten used to his typical self. Sometimes it was hard to tell when Gustavo was actually angry because he sounded angry all the time. "We're going on a little field trip." This was great news to the boys for at the thought of a field trip, they all simultaneously cheered. Making cheering noises, a fist pump here and there, all they needed was some confetti and sparkling noise makers and they'd be good to go. "That's enough dogs." They must of been really exciting for they continued to celebrate. "I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!" Gustavo yelled so loud that the phone shook. The boys shut up right on the spot. The producer cleared his throat before continuing. "Alright so I'm sending you dogs a limo in an hour so be ready. It'll take you to...to...Kelly what's the name of the school again?"

"Hollywood Arts!" An always busy Kelly shouted from the background.

"Hollywood Arts!" Gustavo repeated as if he knew the name the whole time. The boys just chuckled.

"What's the occasion, Stav?" Kendall asked curiously.

"The school is a performing arts school and every year they have this big showcase to present the talent they have there. And every single year they produce competition against me and I'm SICK OF IT!" Gustavo's voice rose, once again, towards the end of his sentence. The guy had a thing for screaming.

"So that's why you haven't had a hit in nine years before us." James scoffed.

"Does James want to go into the dog house?" Their boss said in a very stern and serious voice. James' laughter quickly died down as he bowed his head.

"No, sir."

"Wonderful. Now, Kelly and I won't be able to make it so I need you dogs to check out our competition and tell me about them." His plan didn't sound half bad. But trusting the Big Time Rush guys to spy...alone, sounded pretty risky. Gustavo better have a good enough excuse for not being able to make it.

"I don't want to go to some boring showcase." Carlos whined as he pounded a fist lightly on top of his helmet.

"There will be free food."

"The bus will be here at eight, right?" Carlos replied casually as he questioned the other guys as they just laughed.

"You can count on us, Gustavo. We got this in the bag." A very confident Kendall reassured Gustavo.

"You better or else NO MORE DAYS OFF!" He screamed again.

"We can't do that!" Kelly yelled from the background.

"No more bathroom breaks!" Gustavo tried again.

"Can't do that either!" Kelly protested.

"Gah! I'll just do something that...you...boys won't like...bye." With that sound the phone beeped and the line disconnected. Leader of the group Kendall hopped up to his feet as he grabbed his phone back and faced his fellow band mates.

"Well, you heard the guy. We have some spying to get to."

"Oh I hope there's some classical music there!" Logan cried as he got to his feet, wishing and praying.

"I hope there's some chicks that are hot but not as hot as me." His smiled flashed on quickly as he pointed to his face. Typical James Diamond.

"And I hope there's pudding!" Carlos jumped up with an expression on his face like a kid on Christmas morning. Carlos put his helmet back on and patted the top of it twice as he always does. "Mission Big Time!" He declared, putting his hand out.

"Mission Big Time!" The other three exclaimed as they all put their hands together. There was no way the night could end well.


Feedback/comments are 333 Let me know if I've kept the characters in character so far. And I apologize for Tori not being in the story yet but she'll be in the next chapter for sure! Btw; I like to call Carlos and Tori ; Cori. I know, it's magical. Love the cuteness. Story was inspired by this video of mine: /watch?v=IVdrIKkN5cQ Enjoy!