So, after my brother decided to be a butt face and delete the first draft of this fic off of FF, I went over it and went, "WTF? This does not do at all!" So I just finished changing the entire thing, well, changing a lot of things. I know this may probably suck, but what the hell? Let me have my fun and SOMEONE will like it, hopefully. -_-

So uh, please, take your time to read it. I ask for constructive criticism so the story can come out better. Please, point out any mistakes. Don't go easy on me, but don't be harsh either. There is really no need for it. So yeah...

Summary: Natasha never thought that she would ever live in Hollywood, but now that her younger brother started his acting career, her and their mother were dragged along with him to Hollywood. Hell, it was a lot better than New Jersey AND more exciting. Especially with the crazy people who lived in the Palm Woods Hotel. Pairing: None yet.

Key

"Talking All Regular"

'Thinking and the Like'

"Talking in Spanish"

Disclaimer: I have no ownership of Big Time Rush or anything else affiliated with it. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this, would I?

Chapter 1: Big Time Cuteness

Ah, Hollywood. The sun, the beaches and the beautiful people. It was a nice place, with it's beating sun and scorching heat. People with nice tans walking around happily with their friends. Who could hate such a place?

"I hate this place," Natasha deadpanned, pushing her black rimmed glasses up her nose. She depended on those glasses. Without them, she was blind. Well, not really. Everything was blurring and it was a hell of a pain in the ass to squint at everything. She pushed her curly bangs away from her face, only to grunt as it fell back in place on her face. "Hate this hair." It was a bit hard to manage a head full of overly curly hair. Her hair was a mixture of colors, though it looked around red and brown. It had different tones after years of dying it. She had blond highlights, black dye and even purple bangs once. Natasha just stuck the color she had then. She actually liked how her hair shone red in the sunlight.

"You need to cheer up. This will be a new experience. A new place to make friends," said Natasha's mother, Marilyn as she got out the car. Natasha, Marilyn and her brother Jermaine were going to stay at the Palm Woods Hotel, a hotel where basically all the teenage actors, actresses and any other entertainment peoples lived. Natasha had no acting talent, a terrible voice and sucked at musical anything. The only thing she could do decently was dance, but hey, she was Puerto Rican, and Puerto Ricans live to dance. It was her brother's, Jermaine, fault that the three of them were here. He was pursuing his acting career.

"Natasha's not going to make new friends. She's a loser," came Jermaine AKA Jay, grinning the same grin that Natasha hated. He was taller than both of the woman and his hair was cut very short. He was half black and half Puerto Rican, so he can successfully grow an afro if he wanted too. His skin was darker than his mom and sister's and his head was bigger than hers too, which she just reminded him of. "Screw you."

They were taken to the lobby of the Palm Woods hotel and met the manager, Mr. Bitters. Marilyn was talking to him, so Natasha and Jay took the chance to peek at the pool, which had the both of them grinning like idiots.

"This is the best pool ever," Jay said, Natasha nodding in agreement. She yelped when Jay had grabbed her arm and dragged her out by the pool, heading to a smoothie stand. "Buy me a smoothie!"

"Wha-what? Don't you got your own money?" Natasha retorted, yanking her arm from her brother's grip. "Buy your own damn smoothie. What do I look like, a bank?"

Jay just stared at his older sister before nodding. "Yes." Natasha hit her forehead with her palm. "My money is in my wallet...which is in my bag and- HEY!" Jay had run passed her and she knew immediately that he was going to dig in her bag and take her money. Before she can run after him, a girl had walked in front of her and went to four guys sitting on the pool side chairs. She was shocked when said girl smacked one of the boys across his face.

"How dare you? How dare you get my sister pregnant when we've been together for only four months!" Natasha was stunned. Was she suddenly in a soap opera? She stared with wide eyes, waiting for the blond that was smacked to respond. She did a double take when all four guys named a show, and the girl seemed happy as she nodded. Natasha shook her head, running a hand over her face as she tried to understand what just happened.

When she took her hand from her face and looked up, she noticed the girl and the four guys staring at her and she cringed. "Uh...sorry. I didn't mean to watch your little...episode." And with that, she started to walk away, only to have her arm grabbed. She turned around and saw the girl smiling at her. "Um...hello? Are you going to smack me?" God, she hoped not.

The girl laughed, which made Natasha even more wary of her. "No, I am not. I am a method actress...and I only smack Kendall when I am about to do my lines." She gestured to the blond and, whoa, look at those eyebrows! He nodded, still rubbing his cheek. Natasha gave him a half smile before turning back to the girl.

"Well uh...my name is Natasha. I am new here at the Palm Woods...um...my brother is an actor..." she said, fidgetting a bit as the five watched her speak. She was never good at talking to a group of people.

"Ohh! An actor! Is he any good?" the girl asked, excited. Natasha smiled a bit. "Yeah, he is pretty good. He may act like a moron sometimes, but he is really serious about his acting."

"That is great! He was the boy that was just with you, right? I am going to go meet him now." And before she could respond, the girl was off leaving Natasha scratching at her head.

"She didn't give me her name..."

"Her name is Camille," said the blond as he stood up with the rest of the guys. He smiled at her and Natasha almost squealed at how cute he was. Her first day in Hollywood and she was already talking to a...no wait! All four of them are hot! Okay, this was the best day ever. "And I'm Kendall." He held out a hand and Natasha grabbed it, smiling as they shook hands. Natasha looked at the others, noticing the one with the pretty hair combing his hair. Whoa, she can see this one was a bit conceited.

"And what about you?" she asked, laughing a bit at how into his looks he wore. He gave her a smile, which made Natasha almost sigh deeply. It was so cute, oh my God.

"That name is James and I-" He promptly pushed aside by the one wearing a helmet. He was smiling brightly and Natasha was highly reminded of a puppy. God, why did these guys have suck cute smiles! Was someone TRYING to kill her with the cuteness?

"I'm Carlos! Will you go out with me?" he asked. There was a silence and Natasha just stared at Carlos.

"Um..."

"Ignore him," came the last boy, who at least looked a big normal compared to Eyebrows, Flippy Hair and Helmet. "Carlos is an idiot. And my name is Logan." He put his hand out and Natasha grabbed it, shaking hands with him.

"You're not gonna ask me out too, are you?" she asked, with a raised eyebrow. Logan shook his head and Natasha sighed in relief. There is no need for another awkward silence. Speaking of awkward, Carlos was still staring at her. "Um...sorry but...no..." Carlos looked disheartened and Natasha quickly wanted to change her mind. He was just so cute. They all were.

God must love her a lot.

Natasha smiled nervously at the guys. "Well...I have to go now...my brother is probably raiding my wallet. Um...see you later?" Natasha was satisfied with the answers. Wow, these guys were really nice. Cute boys being nice to Natasha, of all people? Strange. After she said "Later" to the guys, she walked back into the Lobby to see her mom had just finished talking to Mr. Bitters and Jay looking pissed. She smiled. "Mom took my wallet?"

Jay nodded and Natasha laughed. "Come on, let's get to our room. It's time to start your official day at the Palm Woods. Have you looked up any acting roles?"

"I was going to look into that tomorrow. This girl name Camille said that she will help me out," he answered. Natasha nodded. She already had grown a liking to Camille, and the guys she just met. Maybe Hollywood wasn't such a bad place after all.

-facepalm- It sucked, didn't it? Please review... ;A;