Past, present, and future
There it was again. That feeling I get whenever I see him. James Maslow. The feeling is unexplainable. Deeper than love, stronger than any describable feeling. A feeling beyond that; more like seeing a friend that moved far away when I was still young. Remembering a long lost love. But that of course, was not possible. I've never met James, and probably never will. I thought these thoughts as I watched Big Time Rush on TV this Saturday. I get the same feeling every time I see him. Him. James Maslow.
It started a few months ago, after I decided that James was my favorite of the guys. At first, I leaned toward Kendall, but something about James drew me toward him and called me to him. There was something about him that wasn't obvious, like him looks, or his personality, but something else. Something I can't describe. You just know in your heart that it's there.
Thinking about him, I once again wished to meet him, even if just once, I still wanted to meet him. I wanted to know if what I felt was real, or just my imagination. One day, my dream would come true and I would know the truth. The truth about my feelings.
That's when I saw it. A commercial on nickelodeon. A contest to meet Big Time Rush. I knew right then and there that I had to win that contest, because if I did, I would know for sure about my feelings for James. Of course, I ran to the computer and entered the contest right away. I also used my mom's email address, so technically, I entered twice. I was desperate. If I had the ability, I would've made a bunch more accounts and made a ton of chances but, my mom is much to strict as to let me do such a thing. After a month or so, the results would come. I would know if the truth would come, or I would never know.
The day was here, I could finally know if I won. As I anticipated the results, I crossed my fingers and waited. Then they said it. They said the name and I screamed. The name they had said was mine! I would be meeting the guys! Immediately, I start packing and get ready to go. I was going across the country to LA in only one week.
The next week passed quickly. Lots of congratulations and hugs from my friends; lots of emails to my family letting them know the news. My trip began tomorrow, and I was pumped.
The airport was about a half hour away, so my mom drove me there an hour and a half early. The trip only allowed for one person to fly, and our family didn't have enough money to send anyone else. This was my first flight on a plane, never mind my first flight to the west coast. Honestly, I had never left my time zone. My mom was trusting me for the first time to leave the state by myself. Of course, the contest creators were sending me a limo, for which I was grateful. Thanks to the limo, I would not be wondering around LA by myself.
As I boarded the plane, I knew I was saying goodbye to my old life. No matter what was to happen on this trip, my life would be changed forever. I put my luggage on the rack above my head, and sat down at the window seat. Thank heavens I wasn't afraid of heights. I was also pretty grateful that I got to sit next to a young woman, not some random dude (even though a guy my age would've been nice too). I relaxed as the plane lifted off and I saw New Jersey fading behind me. I was on the way to my future.
For the plane ride, I listened to my iPod and just stayed alone with my thoughts. After a long flight, and not much room, the plane began its decent. I was in LA.
I arrive in the airport lobby and look around for my limo driver. That was when I saw my name on the sign that a guy was holding. I walk toward him and show him some ID, then follow him to the limo. As the limo driver opens the back door, I get the best surprise ever.