That's Karlos with a K and Cendall with a C. Kendall/Carlos. comedy/drama/romance. language. I don't own Big Time Rush.
So yeah this story is like Freaky Friday. Only not. You'll just have to see.
Also, to make this non-confusing as possible, when Carlos(in Kendall's body) is being mentioned or is present, I will use bold Carlos. When Kendall(in Carlos' body) is being mentioned or is present, I will use bold Kendall. When they are normal or aren't present, I'll use it without the bold. Hope that makes sense. Let me know if it doesn't.
All mistake are my own, I don't have a beta reader.
"Hey Kendall, Kendall wake up." Logan said, shaking the blonde awake. The blonde turned over in his sleep, swatting away the hand that was touching him.
'Since when did Logan wake me in the morning?'
Logan frowned, shaking him with more force. "You need to get up. It's already ten, dude. Come on Kendall." He kicked the mattress.
'Kendall? Why is he calling me Kendall?'
"Geez man, I'm up." The blonde sat up, rubbing sleep from his eyes. He spotted Logan standing at the front of the bed with his arms crossed.
"Seriously, Kendall, you can't sleep in today."
"Dude, why do you keep calling me Kendall? And why are you waking me up, James normally does that." Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Uh I keep calling you Kendall because that's your name. And no, I wake you up every morning. We share a room remember? You should go take a shower, and wake yourself up, because I think you're still half asleep." With that said, Logan left leaving the taller boy alone.
"Because that's my name? No, my name's Carlos and I share a room with James." He brought his hand up to scratch his head in thought when his eyes widened. He put his arm back down, looking at his hands. They were not the right color. He reached up, tugging on his hair. It was longer than usual. He threw off the covers. His legs were longer, he was in boxers and not his normal pajama pants, and he was white. Wait a minute. He. Was. White?
He was Kendall.
"Hey Carlos, wake up. It's ten and Mrs. Knight said you have to get up now." James said, walking passed the Latino's bed. Said boy just turned over, pulling the covers over his head. James walked back, rolling his eyes when he noticed the other boy just made himself more comfortable. He grabbed the covers, yanking them off of the bed.
"Hey!" The raven haired boy shouted, attempting to scrunch himself up for warmth. "Give that back."
"No, you need to get up. Carlos, don't make me go tell Mrs. Knight."
'Why is he calling me Carlos? Why is he even in my room? Where's Logan?'
"No don't tell my mom. And stop calling me Carlos." The Latino said, hanging half of his body over the side of the bed. James raised an eyebrow.
"I said Mrs. Knight, not Mrs. Garcia. You don't hear well in the mornings, do you? Anyway get up. I'm sure Logan and Kendall are already ready by now." James finished, throwing the covers back on the bed and walked out of the room.
The sleep stricken boy raised his head, squinting at the door. "But I am Kendall…" He said, confused for a minute. He moved his arm up to run his hand through his hair but made a face, feeling his hand hitting something hard. "That is not my hair." He used both of his hands to feel his head, his fingers grasping it. He took it off. "A helmet? Why am I wearing Carlos' helmet?" He looked down at his clothes. "Since when did I change?" He looked over himself more, now feeling his hair. "When did I become tan and what happen to all of my hair?"
By now, he was in slight panic. He was certain he was still dreaming. Yeah that's right, he's dreaming – because this can't be real.
There's no way that he's Carlos.
James and Logan sat next to each other on the sofa, waiting for Mrs. Knight to finish breakfast. Katie was sitting at the table, looking through a magazine. "Hey you guys have you seen-" But before she could finish, Kendall and Carlos came running out of their separate rooms, screaming.
"Ahhh! Ah! Ahh!" They screamed the moment they ran out of their rooms. "AH!" They screamed when the saw one another. At the same time they looked in to the living room, seeing James and Logan staring at them with 'what the fuck is going on?' faces. "AHH!" They screamed again when Mrs. Knight stepped out from the kitchen to peer in to the hallway. "AH!" And they screamed one last time as they looked at each other again and continued doing so as they ran in to opposite rooms. "AHHH!"
"What was that about?" Katie asked, looking far more confused than she ever wanted to be before noon. Mrs. Knight just looked on.
"If I knew, I'd tell you, Katie." She answered, walking back in to the kitchen. James and Logan looked at one another.
"Alright, I'm lost." James said.
"Yeah, me too." Logan agreed. They both looked back at the TV, still waiting for breakfast.
"Carlos ran in to your room."
"Kendall ran in to yours."
"That's weird."
"Tell me about it."
"It's one of those days, isn't it?"
"Yeah, probably."
Hope you enjoyed that. And it wasn't confusing.
Review if you liked it and want me to continue :)