Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush or any famous character mentioned. I only own Ellie, Rosie, and other fictional characters and—of course—the story plot.

Chapter 1

The sun shined so brightly in the south side of Jakarta, Indonesia. It's really bright today until the wind didn't even blow and made the air pretty humid. It was a pretty hectic day though. The usual traffic was pretty suck and it seemed like the car didn't even moving for the past 15 minutes. To be honest, I have had enough of this traffic I've been through every weekday. Well, it's actually the sixth year of me living in Jakarta, but I think I would never get used to this traffic. Ugh. These cars needed to start moving!

The sound of birds chirping, that I used as my phone ringtone, blasted in the car. With a loud sigh, I grabbed my phone and answered it without checking the caller I.D, "Hello?"

"Where are you? We've been waiting here since a half hour ago!" I rolled my eyes as I heard my best friend's, Erin, voice through the receiver.

"I hate to make you and the others wait but I'm stuck at this traffic! I'm only 15 minutes away from the set. Tell the others that I'm sorry. Promise I'll make it up with coffee at Starbucks tonight." I explained as I mentally thanked God because the cars were finally starting to move.

"Is it okay if we start without you?" She asked and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine. It's not like I'm the director or something." I teased and I could feel Erin rolling her eyes at me.

"Okay, then. See you in a bit!" She hung up the phone and I put my phone back on the dashboard.

After being stuck in the traffic again and 20 minutes later, I finally arrived at the set. Well, my friends and I were working on this short film project since 2 weeks ago. With this different schedule between 6 of us, it's pretty hard to finish the film in a short amount of time. Sometimes we couldn't seem to find the right time because some of us would be busy with our own thing and just couldn't make it. So, once we got the perfect time, we would work our butts off just to shoot the scenes from 9 A.M. till we get really tired. And today was one of those days where we would work really hard.

"Sorry, I'm late…" I spoke up as I walked closer to my friends. Erin turned to see me and smiled softly, "Traffic sucks, ya know." I shrugged my shoulder as I walked towards her. She had a clipboard that had a script on it on her hands.

"It's okay. We're just starting though." With that, I put my backpack near the table where the others put their stuff and joined the others, ready to work my butts off until the end of the day.

"That's a wrap!" Erin shouted and I let out a loud sigh, "I can't believe we finally finished it! I mean, we've been working on it for a few weeks now and… it feels amazing to finally finish it, ya know?" Erin started to ramble and I just shook my head at her.

"Erin, we've had enough of hearing your voice today. Please just shut up for a while." Ryan teased that made Erin to smack his arm with the clipboard, "Mean! I was just joking, E. Chill."

"Anyway, who's up for some coffee? I feel like I own you guys coffee 'cause I showed up late today…" I spoke up as I slung my backpack over my shoulder. Nobody said 'no', "Okay, then. I'll meet you guys there."

With that, we split up and drove to Starbucks. The nearest Starbucks is only a 15 minutes away without traffic. But because it's already past 8 P.M. and obviously past office hours, I could only hope that the traffic wouldn't be that bad or maybe there wouldn't be traffic at all. After living here for about 6 years, I've just had enough of getting stuck in traffic.

Actually, I wasn't born in this country. I was born in Minnesota, USA… along with my big brother, Logan. Yeah, some people know him from this boy band called Big Time Rush. But that was 6 years ago. Now, everything's different. All I know is that he's now going to a medical school, chasing his first dream ever to become a doctor. And that's it… enough talking about it.

When we got at Starbucks, we ordered (as I promised before, I paid for their drinks) and chose to seat in the corner of the room, "Anyway, how's your Mom doing? I miss her homemade cookies." Erin spoke up.

"Well, she's fine. I know that being a high school teacher isn't that much of fun because, well, you know high school students act, but I think she's fine." Yep, my Mom is a high school teacher in this international school that I went to and she teaches Biology.

When Ryan was about to say something, he got cut off by the sound of my phone ringtone. I stood up from my seat and excused myself to answer the call, "Hello?" I answered, again without checking the caller I.D.

"Where are you right now?" Mom asked straight away and her tone was kind of rushed and alert.

"I'm at Starbucks with Erin and the others. We just finished the shooting and decided to just relax and chat for a while." I answered her question with eyebrows raised.

"Could you please go home right now? We need to talk about something…" She trailed off.

"Um, could it wait for a while? I mean, I just got here about 5 minutes ago and… you know I'm not sure about leaving early." I tried to give an excuse but I didn't think it's going to work. I felt like something's wrong and my Mom needs to talk to as soon as possible.

"Honey, I don't think it can wait…" I let out a sigh when she said that.

"Fine. I'll be home in a bit. Later, Mom." I hung up the phone and got back to our table. Once I sat, I cracked a sheepish smile, "Guys… I hate to say this… but I can't stay here any longer. I gotta go home. My Mom needs me." The conversation they were having just stopped right there and their eyes were on me, "She needs to talk with me about something, and I figured it's really important because she said that it couldn't wait."

"Okay. It's not like we can't meet up again tomorrow. I mean, family always comes first, right? We're fine…" Erin spoke up and I let out a small, sad smile.

"I'm so, so sorry. Thanks for today though. It's been such an amazing day. See you guys later!" I said goodbye to them and blew them a kiss and walked out of the coffee shop to the parking lot, towards my car.

A lot of things were rushing through my brain as I drove home. What's this important thing? I've never heard Mom using that tone since our puppy died a few months ago. This thing might be more important than that because I felt like Mom already knows that I'm not going to like the words she's about to say. This only made more curious.

As soon as I arrived, I grabbed my backpack and walked faster to the house. Mom was pacing back and forth in the living room and she had her laptop on. The TV was on mute like she's been talking about important stuff with someone over the phone.

"Uh… what's up?" I asked, feeling unsure about the things I should say. I put my backpack near the coffee table and plopped down on the couch.

"Look, I know you're not going to like all the things I'm about to say but right now, I don't want to argue with you. I just need you to hear me out. Is that clear?" I nodded at her. From the dark circle under her eyes, the lifeless black eyes of her, and her small, tired smile, I could tell that something's wrong, "Good."

"So, this afternoon, I got a call from Logan. He said that Grandma isn't doing well. As you know, she's getting older each day... He also said that she's sick but she didn't want to take the medicine and barely eats anything. She needs us and she wants us to live with her in LA so I could take care of her."

I could have sworn that my face was so damn pale when I heard those. I still couldn't believe at the words Mom just said. Moving back to the states is the last thing I want to do. I've enjoyed my normal life here. I don't want to move back to the states. Even thinking about moving back always gave me goose bumps. Moving back to the states would obviously bring out these painful memories I've pushed to the back of my mind.

"But, Mom, I don't want to move back to the states…" I managed to say the words. With that, tears built up in my eyes.

"Ellie, your Grandma needs us." She told me once again.

"I know, Mom. But…" I trailed off, trying to find the excuse to not leave, "Don't we have any choices? I mean, he couldn't call you, tell you about Grandma, and want us to pack and leave. We have a life here." I reasoned.

"We don't have any choices though," I only looked at her sadly, "Right now, we just have to pack our stuff and ship it to LA because we're leaving in a week."

"But…" I trailed off and shook my head at her, not wanting to say anything again, "I'll be in my room." I said in a small voice and got up from the couch then walked towards my room.

After locking the door, I crawled to my bed and cried silently to the pillow.

Author's Note: HEY, FANFICTION! Look who's back! Well, it's been a long time since this site deleted my story (Shine A Light On Her)... Um, so I'm back to post my new story, Chasing Pavements, and please give it a chance. I haven't written anything in a pretty long time cause school's been so hectic... So I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes, wrong grammar and such. Anyway, hope you like this very first chapter! Please review and give it a chance. I promise it'll get better :)