Hi. So I was watching the third 'Bring It On' movie and I got this sudden inspiration when I heard this song. I thought it would make a cool story. This is also written for Big Time Rush One Shot Day, which is technically tomorrow but I won't have time to upload it then. Just so you know, I don't hate any of the Big Time Rush boys. I love them all. I just had this idea and wanted to get it out.

Song: My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne

I do not own Big Time Rush or Avril Lavigne's song.


I sat at my table; turning the glass in my fingers and watching the fizzy drink swirl around. Sitting at the table in the corner gave me a good view of the place. Despite being Saturday night, the club was somewhat empty. Maybe only thirty people were there. I let my eyes scan the area.

But I shouldn't have done that because they inevitably landed on that table. The table that held four boys who I used to be such good friends with, and even dated one.

Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan.

I watched them as they laughed and splashed their pop on each other, my anger growing with every second. Clearly they didn't know that I was there, or they just weren't acknowledging my presence. I lifted my drink to my lips and took a sip, the tangy lemon-lime flavor covering my tongue. Before I put the glass down, James looked in my direction and stopped when our eyes met.

I glared at him over the top of my glass as he continued to watch me with a shocked expression. We'd had such a great time together, so many had said that we seemed like the perfect couple even though we were opposites. James's obsession with his looks had bothered me at first, but I grew to find it cute. James didn't understand how I could walk around with my hair messed up and wearing sweats, but eventually he confessed he loved it when I looked like that. But then he humiliated me and his friends had joined in with him, making it that much worse.

Dropping my glass back down to the table, I couldn't help but smirk. I was sure he was surprised with how I looked. My dark brown eyes had smoky gray eye shadow framing them with a lot of eyeliner and mascara and my lips were dark purple. I never wore such high-drama makeup before. My mahogany hair hung stick straight beside my face and I was wearing my black skinny jeans with my pink graphic tank top. I looked so different than I usually did, but when he broke up with me I decided to try a new look.

He shook his head and went back to laughing at something Carlos said. I scoffed and shook my head. Of course he would do that, he hated awkward moments. Through my anger, I heard the DJ announce that he was going to let us sing some karaoke. I wasn't surprised when no one made a move to sing, nobody wanted to be the first one.

Suddenly a song appeared in my mind and I smiled, rising from my chair. "I'll sing one," I called out loud enough for everyone to hear. I walked towards the stage as soft clapping echoed through the room, throwing a glance over at the table. I smirked again when I saw them all wearing the same look of surprise. Whether it was from my appearance or the fact that I stepped up to sing I didn't know.

And I didn't care.

I stepped up onto the stage and turned to the DJ. "You got 'My Happy Ending'?"

He smiled. "Sure do. Kick it girl." The music started and I turned to the microphone, my gaze landing back on them.

"Let's talk this over

It's not like we're dead

Was it something I did?

Was it something you said?

Don't leave me hanging

In a city so dead

Held up so high

On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything

That I wanted

We were meant to be, supposed to be

But we lost it

All of our memories so close to me

Just fade away

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending"

All four of the guys were staring at me. They had never heard me sing before. Feeling like being a bitch, I took the microphone off the stand and jumped off the stage, the spot light following me. I got to their table and stood in front of James. He stood up and opened his mouth, but I held up my hand to silence him.

"You've got your dumb friends

I know what they say

They tell you I'm difficult

But so are they"

I glared down at the others. Carlos looked down at his lap, Logan turned red and ran his hand through his hair, and Kendall looked like a bomb that was about to blow. I turned back to James and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, making him look really nervous.

"But they don't know me

Do they even know you?

All the things you hide from me

All the shit that you do?"

As I ended the last line, I pushed my hand that held his shirt forward, making him fall back down in his chair.

"You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything

That I wanted

We were meant to be, supposed to be

But we lost it

All of our memories so close to me

Just fade away

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending"

I leaned over James and looked him right in the eye. He leaned back, uncomfortable with my closeness.

"It's nice to know that you were there

Thanks for acting like you cared

And making me feel like I was the only one

It's nice to know we had it all

Thanks for watching as I fall

And letting me know we were done"

He opened his mouth again, but this time I put my finger to his lips, effectively shutting him up.

"He was everything, everything

That I wanted

We were meant to be, supposed to be

But we lost it"

I stood up straight and gestured out to the crowd, like I was talking to them.

"All of the memories so close to me

Just fade away

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything

That I wanted

We were meant to be, supposed to be

But we lost it

All of the memories so close to me

Just fade away

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending"

I turned my back to them and walked back to the stage, feeling their stares on the back of my neck and loving it.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh

So much for my happy ending

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

So much for my happy ending

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh"

I put the microphone back on its stand as the crowd erupted into applause, standing up and demanding an encore. I just stepped off the stage and wove through the people telling me I did a great job. I walked up to their table again and rested my fists on the tabletop.

"Kendall." He gave me a death glare, visibly shaking as he tried to control his anger, making me smirk. "Logan." He glanced up and gave me a tiny smile before looking at the ground again. "Carlos." He didn't even look up, just gave a small wave. My eyes landed on James and I put more ice in my voice. "James."

He looked up at me with an expression that was a combination of hurt and fear. Good. I wanted him to be hurt because I had been. I wanted him to be scared so he wouldn't do it to another girl again. That is, if another girl would even take him back after my little show. I didn't care if they hated me for the rest of their lives, I didn't want to know them anymore.

"Hope you learned your lesson. Karma's a cruel, relentless bitch." I pushed off the table harshly, causing their cups to tip and spill their drinks.

"Bye boys," I said, turning on my heel and leaving.


Don't think I hate the boys. It just went with the song. Hope you enjoyed this because I loved writing it since I would never be that mean.

Ciao,

Kris