Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush, any of the members, or characters from the show.

Thanks to the creators of the characters Abigail Hudson (iBeNinja), Bailey Rose (BelieverInLove), and Scarlet Danwick (MCR-luver4all-eternity).

Chapter 1

Lake St. Louis, MO

11:43 am

"Abby! You have 15 minutes until we have to leave! Hurry up!" Jacob Hudson yelled up the stairs towards his sixteen year old daughter Abigail. She frantically scurried around her room attempting to grab the remainder of her clothes and belongings and fit them into one of her three suitcases. She threw her black hair into a pony tail attempting to get it out of the way.

"I know dad! I'm coming!" she yelled through the doorway of her bedroom. "Ugh where's that list? I knew there was a reason for that list!" She muttered to herself bitterly as she dug through piles of clothes looking for the neatly typed piece of paper.

"Abs, phone," her one-year older brother Taylor stood in her doorway leaning against the frame. Abby groaned and grabbed it from him.

"Yes?"

"Abby-boo, please do not tell me you're still packing," the female voice on the other line said.

"Bree-Bree, no, of course not, just getting ready to head out the door to pick you up. You ready?" she replied nervously.

"Liar, that's why I gave you the list of everything we needed, but yes, I am very ready, when are you guys going to be here?"

"We're leaving in like fifteen, so I don't know, twenty-five minutes?"

"Sounds good, see you when you get here love!" she heard the click of the other line. At the start of the year Abigail and her best friend Aubrey had been given the opportunity to go to Los Angeles to pursue their dreams. Now it was the beginning of June and school had just been let out, and in less than three hours they would be on a plane headed for L.A. They would be staying in an apartment at the Palm Woods with two other girls, neither of which they'd ever met. That idea itself was a bit unsettling. The Palm Woods was for other young dream seekers such as themselves. Abby was going to pursue her love of dancing. She'd been dancing for as long as she could remember, and now for the first time she would be given a shot to really make it as a dancer. However exciting the opportunity was she was relatively apprehensive to be leaving her hometown of Lake St. Louis, and her parents. Her mother was deaf, and apart from her father she was the only one in her family who had taken the time to learn sign language to communicate with her. She and her mother were very close and the idea of leaving was becoming more and more difficult to swallow.

Just as she finished loading the remainder of her clothes into her suitcases she heard a knock at her door. Her mother walked in and gave her a slight grin.

You will do great. She signed. Abby smiled and held back her tears.

I know, but I will miss you. She signed in returned.

We can always chat online, and you can visit whenever, and you'll have to expect a visit or two from me and your father. Abby smiled and wrapped her arms around her mom. Her dad appeared in the doorway.

"This used to be a private room," Abby joked. Her dad smiled and walked in.

"Need help with these?" he asked. She nodded and grabbed one of the suitcases as her dad grabbed the rest. She took a deep breath taking one last look at her room as she shut the light off and walked out the door.

Aubrey Parker drug her suitcases down the stairs of her 'totally mundane' townhouse as she had always referred to it. Her long wavy blond hair was thrown up in an unusually sloppy pony tail. She entered the kitchen lugging as much as she could carry towards the front door. "Oh don't worry, I don't need any help, I got it," she said sarcastically to her mother and sister who sat at the kitchen table eating their lunch. She threw her stuff down and took her seat at the table.

"So Bree, when you leave can I have your room?" her twelve year old sister Marie asked while sporting a normally convincing pouty face.

"Touch my room and I'll squash you rug rat," Aubrey replied. Her mother glared at her.

"Be nice to your sister Aubrey, and Marie, it's not like she's going to be gone forever," their mother Pamela lectured the girls. Aubrey rolled her eyes and took a bite of her sandwich.

No sooner had she finished her sandwich there was a knock on the front door. She shot up and ran to answer it. She swung the door open frantically to see her best friend Abigail standing in the doorway. Most people said they could be sisters if it weren't for their hair being completely different colors. They were the same height and wore the same size clothes, which really came in handy on several occasions.

"Abby! Come in! I'm going to need some help getting this stuff out to the car," Aubrey motioned towards her three suitcases, guitar case, and overstuffed carry-on bag. Abby laughed and walked past her. "Hey Pam, Marie." She waved to Aubrey's mother and sister.

"You're going to keep my little girl out of trouble while you're out there aren't you?" Pamela asked Abby.

Abby smiled as she picked up a suitcase, "always." She looked down at the suitcase to see a label stuck to the top of it. 'Delicates, Swimwear, Bathroom' it read. She laughed and looked at Aubrey. "You've got to be kidding me, labels? Really?" she teased. Aubrey nodded her off and grabbed another suitcase.

"Give it a rest, us living together is not going to go over so well if you're going to be hounding me on my organizational skills the whole time," Aubrey pointed out.

"Whatever, let's get this stuff to the car," Abby drug the suitcase down the front steps and out to her parents SUV.

"Jacob," Aubrey paused, even though Abby and she had known each other for as long as they could remember she still felt weird addressing Mrs. Hudson knowing she couldn't hear her. "Hannah." She said finally smiled towards Mrs. Hudson. Mrs. Hudson returned the smile and nodded her head signing something. Aubrey looked at Abby.

Abby laughed, "She says it's good to see you."

"Oh, tell her… you too, and thanks for giving me a lift to the airport," Aubrey replied. Abby signed something to her mom after lifting the first suitcase into the car. Pamela and Marie carried the last suitcase and carry on bag out.

Marie grunted as she threw the back down, "Jesus Bree, what did you put in here? Rocks?"

Aubrey laughed and ruffled Marie's hair, "just for you little sis, now take it back inside will you, wouldn't want my rocks to get all weathered." Marie rolled her eyes and turned to walk back in.

"Stop there Marie, give your sister a hug, it's going to be a while before you see her again," Pamela scolded Marie. Marie turned and gave Aubrey a hug which she greatly returned giving her a kiss on the top of her head.

"Call or text me whenever you want sis, love you," Aubrey said letting her sister go. Marie smiled and turned to walk back into the house. Aubrey walked up to her mom and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Love you momma, call you when we land." Her mom kissed her forehead and smiled.

"Behave, and don't you even think about not keeping in touch," she instructed. Aubrey smiled and nodded. "Thanks Jacob for taking her to the airport for us, and thank you wife too. We'll all do dinner soon?"

Jacob nodded while loading the last of the luggage into the back of the car, "yeah I'll get a hold of you next weekend. And we don't mind at all, we're just happy the girls are getting this chance." Once Jacob had loaded the rest of the luggage they said their farewells and headed off to the airport.

Seattle, WA

12:32 pm

"Is the car all loaded?" Bailey asked her father.

"Yes sweetie, everything is loaded and ready to go, now just get yourself ready,"

Bailey ran into the house and found a hair brush sitting on the downstairs bathroom counter. She quickly ran it through her wavy brown hair and ran out of the bathroom almost tripping over her twin brother Branson. He looked up at her from his wheelchair as she skidded to a stop.

"Calm down sis, you have three hours till your flight leaves," he said with a smirk. She laughed.

"Sorry, I'm just really excited, not to mention nervous. Do you realize I am moving in with three complete strangers, over a thousand miles away from home, where I know absolutely no one!" she rambled almost incoherently.

"Yes, but I didn't realize you spoke gibberish, Bailey, you'll be fine, I know it," he attempted to comfort her. She smiled and took a seat in the living room on the couch in attempts to catch her breath. "This will be great for you anyways, you'll bet getting out of town, getting away from all the… well you know."

"The drama of my recent break up has nothing to do with this, I was planning on going even if none of that had happened," she snapped.

Branson sighed and looked at her, "Okay, well just think about the fact that you're going to make all these new friends, you get to pursue you're dream of becoming a singer, and you get to take a really really long vacation to Los Angeles. I can think of at least one million other sixteen year old girls that would kill to be in your shoes right now."

Bailey smiled, "thanks, I know. Everything will be great, just have to stay positive. Now what say we get you loaded up in the car so we can hit the road before I change my mind?"

"What am I? A piece of luggage?" Branson joked.

"No, but do you think you could fit into one of my suitcases? I sure could use the moral support," Bailey suggested. Branson smiled and shook his head.

"Doubt it," he replied. She shrugged and helped him out the front door and to their van where the whole family was getting loaded up to send her off.

What even Bailey Rose's family didn't know was part of her was trying to just escape from the madness that had become of her life lately. As much as it was tearing her apart to leave her family she did need a vacation, although this was a bit drastic given the circumstances. She desperately needed some new friends and some new goals to focus on in her life, and her singing career could very well be the thing to lift her back up on her feet. Even though she didn't like to pick favorites she thought she'd miss her brother the most. Branson and she were extremely close, not just because they rented space in their mother's womb together for nine months but because of everything they'd been through together. They'd been in an accident when they were younger which was why Branson now lived his days out in a wheel chair. He stayed quite positive about the situation though, he had his life, and apart from being paralyzed from the waist down everything else was completely back to normal as well. Bailey sat in the captain's chair next to her brother the whole way to the airport. Crossing her fingers and hoping that this move would be everything she'd expected, and more.

Cleveland, OH

10:35 am

"This is it," Scarlet Danwick sat in front of her vanity admiring her freshly done hair and make up in the mirror. She didn't break eye contact with herself for a good two minutes before she heard snickering from her doorway. She turned around quickly to see her nineteen year old brother standing with another guy she had never met.

"Ready to go kid?" Cohan asked.

"No, but I suppose I should be huh?" she replied dully.

"Yes Letty, you should be very ready and very excited, now come on, you have a long flight and mom and dad wanted me to escort you to the airport," he said calmly. Letty smiled and stood up. She glanced over at the pile of luggage sitting by the end of the bed.

"Can I get some help Cohan and… friend?" she said raising an eyebrow towards her brother's accomplice.

"Oh sorry Letty, this is my friend Kyle, we met in one of my classes,"

"Nice to meet you," Letty offered her hand to Kyle and smirked at Cohan. "Cute." Cohan blushed and picked up two suitcases nodding to the rest for Kyle. Without a word Kyle followed suit and picked up the remaining suitcases. Letty grabbed her carry-on and purse and headed down to the car. Both of her parents were already off to work so she had already had her chance to say her goodbyes to them. She was slightly disappointed her parents couldn't be there to see her off but it meant the most that Cohan was. She sat in the front seat of his blue sedan silent reflecting on the possibilities that lay ahead of her. She thought about everything that had happened with her family, how her brother had distanced himself for a while then reappeared and announced to his family he was gay. Letty accepted him right away, knowing no matter what he was still her older brother, who she loved and respected regardless of his sexual orientation. It took the rest of the family some time to adjust, but as long as he kept up with his school work they were fine with it. In the three years since he had come out Letty and Cohan had become very close, he was the protective older brother she had always needed, and she was the non-judgmental yet somewhat protective younger sister that he had grown accustomed to.

"So we're going to talk all the time right?" Letty finally said after her period of silence.

"All the time, and I expect a call immediately when you land," Cohan replied.

"Yeah I will, and make sure you behave yourself while I'm gone, and try to keep mom and dad happy," Letty joked.

Cohan laughed. "Me behave? You'd better behave, L.A. boys are much different than Ohio boys," Cohan smirked and glanced back at Kyle, "And as long as you keep your grades straight A's mom and dad will be pleased enough with you."

Letty giggled. "Boys will be the last thing on my mind while I'm out there, school and guitar, that's it."

"That's what you say now," Kyle chimed in from the back seat. Letty shot him a glare then quickly returned to starring out the passenger's side window. She wasn't sure what to expect or who to expect to meet. She did know that she expected this to be a life changing experience, in more ways than one.