DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters from BIG TIME RUSH

Amie Naya, a beautiful aspiring model, arrives at the Palm Woods and Carlos Garcia from Big Time Rush falls head over heels in love with her. But little does he know, that she has a shocking secret that will tear him apart.

Chapter 1: The Dawn of the Beginning

"I'm finally at the Palm Woods!" squealed Amie.

Her chocolate colored eyes glittered with excitement. After years of hard work and determination, she had finally got a job at the prestigious Facere modeling agency in LA. Yes, Amie Naya was a 17-year-old teen model from Australia. With coffee colored skin and long inky black hair that cascaded down her back and a tall and thin frame, you could clearly see that she was model material.

Her heart thudded as she strutted down the pathway into the lobby of the Palm Woods. She looked great, with ripped blue hot pants, a loose white lace singlet layered over a black singlet and a pair of leather white Converse sneakers… and a bulky hot pink Hello Kitty travelling bag that had definitely seen better days. Dragging it ungainly behind her, she stepped into the automatic glass doors.

She was being accommodated at the Palm Woods for her 3-month position at the world famous Facere modeling agency. When she first got the letter that confirmed that she had won the modeling competition to work in America, she almost fainted of the shock. Her whole family held a party for her and when it was time to leave Australia, even her big brother was a bit teary. Amie was going to America alone, as the people at Facere guaranteed to take care of her there. She was staying at the reputable Palm Woods where every teen or child who was working in the entertainment biz lived. And now, she was finally there. She was so happy but also nervous be-

"Ouch." muttered a husky voice. Amie looked up and found that the voice belonged to a boy. A very, very good looking Latino with dark alluring eyes and tanned skin, met her eyes and gazed at her.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to run over your foot with my bag, this bag is so annoying, I seriously need to get a new one and-" The boy cut her babbling off, smiling.

" No, it's alright. I wasn't looking where I was going anyway. I'm Carlos, Carlos Garcia. And you are…?" He cocked his head to the side quizzically. OMG, this guy is just adorable, thought Amie.

"I'm Amie Naya from sunny old Australia. As we say back home, g'day mate!" Oh, that sounded so lame, cringed Amie, why did I just say that? But to her relief, Carlos grinned, flashing a shiny white grin.

"Well, Amie from sunny old Australia, I'm very pleased to meet you. You new here?"

"Yep, I'm here to work at a modeling agency in LA. It's called Facere, you heard of it?"

He grinned that amazing smile again and cheekily teased, " Oh, a model, are you? Well, isn't that obvious with your amazing looks?" Wait; was that just a bit of flirting or what? She laughed, not giving it away that she was squealing inside.

"But I have heard of Facere, and it's a really famous agency. You must be an amazing model too." He gave her an admiring look.

"I wouldn't say amazing, that's far from the truth but yeah, I'm okay at what I do, I guess. What about you, what do you do?" She took a good look at him, suddenly he looked very familiar.

"Me? Oh, I'm in the band Big Time Rush." He said it in a strange reluctant tone, as if he didn't want Amie to know that he was in BTR.

WAIIIIIIT A MINUUUTE. BIG TIME RUSH? The world famous band Big Time Rush? Omgomfgomfg, I can't believe that I didn't recognize him straightaway. Ok, Amie, act like you don't mind that he's in BIG TIME RUSSH OMGOMGOMG.

" Oh, Big Time Rush, that's cool.", remarked Amie in a unperturbed voice.

Suddenly, Carlos's smile vanished, and he stood there with his shoulders slouched, as if he was waiting for her to say something. "Umm, what?" Amie asked, feeling uneasy by the stare that he was giving her.

Carlos answered with a sad smile, "Well, aren't you going to start screaming and jumping up and down like every other girl does? Aren't you going to suddenly start acting completely different just because you find out that I'm in Big Time Rush?" His voice had a harsh edge to it.

" Er… why would I? I don't even care that you're in Big Time Rush, its cool but it's not a big deal to me. And acting completely different? That's just stupid, I would never do that."

Carlos gazed at Amie, so intensely that it was uncomfortable. "Wow…" he mumbled under his breath. "Huh? Why the "wow"?" asked Amie, feeling awkward by the magnitude of his scrutiny of her.

"Oh, its just that you're the first girl who never went crazy when I tell them that I'm in BTR. Every other girl acts like I'm some kind of god and then I never know whether they like me for me or because I'm famous. I just want to be treated normally, you know." He looked so forlorn that Amie couldn't help it, she hugged him.

She felt him freeze for a millisecond and then he wrapped his arms around Amie's waist. She sighed inwardly; it was weird how it felt so good, to have his strong, muscly arms around her waist and his warm breath tickling her ear. They slowly pulled away and Carlos gave her an inquiring smile. "What was that for?"

"To make you feel better. To let you know that I like you for whom you are even if I just met you. And to say goodbye because I'm off to my room now, I haven't seen it yet."

Carlos ran his fingers through his dark tousled hair absent mindedly. "Oh, I can come with you if you don't mind. I'm bored because the other guys went off somewhere. I can help you find your way to your room."

"Okay, thanks. So, where's room 2N?" asked Amie. Carlos laughed, " Room 2N? That's just four doors down from us. You must have got Danny Johnsons room, he moved to Texas 3 weeks ago or something. That's awesome." Amie nodded in blissful agreement and looked around the lobby.