A/N: I do not own Big Time Rush (Kendall, James, Carlos, or Logan), Nickelodeon, or anything else. Because if I owned Nickelodeon, good shows would still be on like Rugrats and Hey Arnold. (: you're welcome. Well, here goes my first fanficcy on BTR! Wish me luck!
Chapter One
In which we get lost due to a MapQuest fail, I order my first Starbucks and spill it all over a hot dude, and we peel away in a limousine
"She l-l-licked me like a lollipop, yeah!" I sang into my hand mic. My best friend, Erin, was beside me, singing with me.
"Shorty wanna…thug?" she said, laughing. Yes, it was painfully obvious that we didn't know the words and weren't destined to become rap stars. We can dream, though.
"Nope, that's probably not right," I told her, turning down the volume on my radio. My Taurus Station Wagon hummed steadily underneath my feet, a good sign considering we'd already traveled several thousand miles to get to California from Michigan.
"Ah, well. So, are you ready to hit up Los Angeles?" she asked, grinning ear to ear.
"Uh, of course. It's warmer here than in Michigan," I replied, feigning shivering. I didn't hate Michigan, though- I needed a break. Plus, it was Spring Break! Woot woot!
Long story short- Erin and I had decided to go to Los Angeles, California, to stay with my Aunt Becky in her apartment. It was really cool having a relative in a popular city, but never having been there made me slightly nervous. I mean, I lived in the butt-fucking-egypt (or, BFE, as I like to call it), of Michigan. The thumb, to be exact. So, directions weren't something I was good at.
"It's warmer everywhere else. Hey, mapquest is telling me we should pull off here on this exit," Erin told me, examining the white printed-off sheets she was holding. I kind of leaned over and looked at them too.
"Uh, no, it doesn't. It says wait another exit."
"Oh. Well, alright. How lost can we get."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence. It's very reassuring." She laughed at me, her green eyes lighting up. Erin had been my best friend since Kindergarten, and we'd always been close. Even though she had a boyfriend waiting for her back in the thumb, she still agreed to come with me to California for three long, luxurious weeks. She was the greatest.
"You're welcome. Okay, this is it!" she said, pointing towards the exit sign. I slowly pulled off and we came to a stop light, waiting for it to turn green. "Wow, Los Angeles looks amazing!" She pointed to all the palm trees and tall building. The air practically smelled like a beach already.
"I'm really excited," I told her. "This is going to be amazing."
"Yes!" We began to drive down a long, familiar strip of road with palm trees on both sides. Wait, familiar? I'd never been in Los Angeles before. Why did this look so….?
"Oh god," I gulped, looking up at the nine white block letters that confirmed my thoughts. "Hollywood is not Los Angeles, Erin." She looked up at it too, and her face became pale.
"We are so lost….again," she said. "I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN OFF AT THAT EXIT!"
"Hey, I've ONLY gotten us lost like SIX times!" I shouted. I had a reputation of sucking at directions.
"But in CALIFORNIA? Oh, geesh," she said, slapping her hand to her forehead. "Just pull over and let's take a better look at mapquest's failure."
"Okay, okay." I pulled off at a Starbucks, barely missing the curb. I hopped out quick and put change into the weird machine, not used to paying to park. "Two hours. I hope we get it figure out by then."
"We should be there in two hours," she huffed, and we walked into the store. As soon as I stepped in the familiar smell of coffee hit my nose, and it was beautifully delicious. I went as fast as I could up to order a cup, and of course get Erin one too. She was already sitting at a table, trying to figure out our fail.
"Yeah, I'll just get…whatever has vanilla in it, and give me whatever has chocolate in it," I told the waitress. Another thing about living in the thumb? Yeah, Starbucks doesn't exist. It's called make it your own damn self.
"Uh…okay," the waitress said, walking away. That was easy enough. I leaned back onto the counter, closing my eyes. Suddenly the door burst open, and an array of voices quickly rushed into my head. Migraine much? I shut my eyes tighter and rubbed my temples in frustrating. Aren't coffeehouses supposed to be quiet?
"-But yeah, the fans are going NUTS!" one guy said.
"Did you guys need the store to yourself?" the waitress asked. I opened my eyes to see her look of concern for this extremely loud, rude bunch of hooligans and rolled them.
"Well, if you could lock it, we'd appreciate it a lot," another one said. The waitress rushed forward, practically jumping over the counter, and locked the door.
"There you go! You're fan-safe," she said.
"Thanks, Bea," another guy said. Geez, who were these all-important guys? The waitress finally served me the coffees and I turned to walk away. That's when I bumped into one of the guys and totally spilled my own damn coffee all over his shirt.
"Shit," I swore, bending down to pick up the cup. "I'm so, so sorry….please tell me you aren't burnt." To my surprise he bent down with me to get it, too. Our eyes locked. His were brown and absolutely gorgeous. Deep as hell, too. His lips curved up into a smile, and I to my surprise I found it familiar. He had golden-blonde hair and his eyebrows were raised.
"I'm fine. I'm just sorry about your coffee," he said, picking up the cup and giving it to me. We both stood up and I shook my head, keeping my cool. First time ever.
"That's okay. I don't think I like starbucks anyways," I told him, smiling.
"…And that's the first time I've ever met a girl who's said that," he said, chuckling.
"Uhm, that's bad, isn't it?"
"No." We just stared at each other for a while, when finally his hand extended. "I'm Kendall Schmidt."
"Dani Kaizer," I told him, shaking his hand. Once our hands touched I felt instantly weirder than usual. It tingled uncontrollably, like I'd slept on it all night and woke up to find it asleep, but it was a good kind of tingle. We stood there shaking hands for a while, when he realized we were still shaking and broke away. I did, too.
"So, uh…do I owe you another cup, then?" he asked. I finally found the strength to look over his shoulder to see three very familiar boys giving us a very weird look.
"No, it's fine really. I need to get back to my friend- we have directions to look at. Bye, Kendall," I said quickly, almost running over to Erin. I sat at the seat and put my cheek on my fist, staring at her. "ERIN- LOOK AT THE BOYS OVER THERE. WHO ARE THEY?"
She looked over, then back at me. "They look familiar. Are they on your wall?" Ah yes, the infamous wall of boys behind the door in my room. There hung posters of almost every hot guy imaginable. But, I didn't remember having a poster of four in one. Wait a second.
"Holy fu-" I started, but Erin cut me off.
"Dani, that's BIG TIME RUSH," she said, eyes wide. The boys were sitting at a table fairly close to us, so they turned and gave us all a weird look. I looked away quickly and out the window.
"What the shit. We stop for one damned minute in Hollywood and we meet boys on the wall. This is weird," I whispered to her.
"Hey, you're the one who doesn't follow directions," Erin whispered back, sliding the Map Quest over to me. "You look."
"Oh. Yeah, we took Exit 145. We were supposed to take Exit 135," I said, defeated. "I'm directionally challenged."
"Yes, yes you are," she said, taking back the papers. "So we make a quick u-turn here in Hollywood and get right back on the Highway. Problem solved. Whoa….Dani? The blonde one is really staring at you weird."
I couldn't help it- I had to look. Our eyes met and we instantly smiled. A blush crept up my cheeks as he stood from his chair and walked over.
"Listen, I feel really bad about the coffee. Please, let me buy one for you," he insisted.
"It's fi-" I started, but Erin gave me a really nasty look. I knew that one- the DO-IT-DAMN-YOU look. I stood quicker than lighting. "Sure."
"Great," he said, smiling. We walked back up to the counter. "What do you want, anyways?"
"Whatever you got, I guess. I'm not familiar with this store," I admitted.
"Where are you from, then?" he asked, ordering for me.
"I'm from Michigan," I told him. She handed a coffee back (quicker than she had for me- she definitely liked him) and he gave it to me right away.
"They don't have Starbucks in Michigan?"
"Well, they do, but not in the country," I laughed. He smiled and led me back to his table. I followed reluctantly- famous people made me nervous, I recently discovered.
"Dani, this is Big Time Rush. Guys, this is Dani," he said. They all remained frozen for a while, until Kendall raised his eyebrows, then they became instantly awake. The first to stand up was a little taller than I expected, but his smile was gorgeous. He had pretty brown eyes, too, and dark hair.
"I'm Logan. Nice to meet you," he said, shaking my hand lightly.
"James," said the next, standing and shaking my hand for just a little longer. He had very oddly-swooping brown hair but a very kick-ass attitude. It was kind of hot.
The last to stand up was a little shorter than all the rest, but his smile made me laugh. "I'm Carlos. You're hot." I blushed and laughed even more.
"Gee, thanks," I told him, shaking his hand too. Kendall totally shot him this nasty look (he must have thought I wasn't looking), and Carlos shirked back down to his seat. "So, what are you guys doing here, anyways?"
"The paparazzi are crazy. They chased us here," Logan answered.
"Paparazzi- more like crazed fan girls," James said. "And I personally don't know why we ran."
"Those aren't the kind of girls you want all over you, unless you want to be naked in point five seconds," Carlos told him, laughing. I laughed too- it was contagious. I could tell already these guys were a lot of fun.
"Well, you're pretty much trapped in here with us, Dani," Kendall said. I looked over at Erin, who was giving me wide let's-go eyes. I looked at her and shook my head, like what can I do shaking.
"Guys, wave over there- that's my best friend Erin. She's shy and already has a boyfriend, so I supposed this doesn't INTEREST HER," I yelled in her direction. She shot me a nasty looked and waved back at the boys, then continued to examine the map.
"Do you have a boyfriend, Dani?" asked James.
"Nope, I'm chronically single," I admitted. My luck with guys? Zero. Perhaps it was my curves, or red hair, or green eyes, or my awesome personality. It was probably a mixture of all of those things.
"…I don't believe that," Kendall said. I looked over at him and he was looking at me hard.
"Why not?" I asked.
"What guy wouldn't want to date you?" I turned even redder than I was before, if that was even possible.
"Guys in Michigan don't have brains," Carlos added from the table. I looked at him and smiled.
"Thanks. That's pretty much the truth, though."
"So, where in Hollywood are you going?" Kendall asked. I looked up at him and shook my head sadly.
"Nowhere. We're supposed to be in Los Angeles."
"That's not too far. Can we give you a ride as soon as the limo gets here?
"Uh…you know, I can only leave my car parked for two hours, outside this place…." Kendall laughed at me, putting his hand on my shoulder. He should definitely just leave it there, I thought.
"We'll have someone bring your car, Dani," he told me. "I really don't like hearing that someone is lost in California."
"Hey, we just came here not too long ago, Kendall," Logan said, rolling his eyes and drinking his coffee.
"Yeah, who's to say we aren't going to get lost in Los Angeles?" James added.
"I do. We'll make it," he confirmed, looking back at me. "So, do you wanna ride with us?"
"It's not out of your way, is it? Because we can just go and-" I started.
"-NO!" all the boys shouted. I laughed at their unison-speech and nodded.
"Sure, then. It sounds like fun," I agreed. Each shared a smile and Erin finally (FINALLY, may I stress) walked over, holding the directions firmly.
"I've got it. There's no way we can get lost now," she said, grinning.
"Yeah, no shit. We've got a little ride arranged, I guess," I said, looking at Kendall. He smiled.
"We've got it covered, gorgeous," Carlos said, standing up and extending his hand. "Carlos. And you are-?"
"Taken," she told him, looking back at me. "Okay then, let's go!"
"Sure," I said, giving Carlos a sympathetic look. He was a cute guy- too bad Erin wasn't single. I knew she was interested in him at first look; it was a best friend thing. Soon a black limo pulled up outside the store and with it followed a lot of paparazzi and fan girls. A huge bodyguard got out and opened the door to Starbucks and motioned us in. We left the store quick, Kendall holding the small of my back, and got right inside of the Limo.
"Kendall, what about my car? It's my baby," I said. He looked at his bodyguard.
"Could you please follow behind us with her car, train?" he asked. I handed him the keys and he threw them to the huge man, who nodded and got in behind us. Off we went, me sitting right between Kendall and James and Erin between Carlos and Logan. I was slightly jealous because Logan was so cute, but then again they all were. Except I definitely favorited Kendall. Definitely.
"Okay, so how long does it take to get to Los Angeles?" I asked. Kendall thought for a minute, then the guys around thought too.
"Probably like an hour or two," Logan finally said. "Why's that?"
"Are you in a rush?" James asked from beside me. I looked up at him and shook my head.
"Nah. In fact, we're probably pretty early. I told Aunt Becky we'd be at her house later in the evening," I told them, looking at my phone. The time said "11:11 a.m.". Ooh, make a wish! I wish I could stay with Big Time Rush all day. And kiss Kendall. I guess it's not too much to ask if Erin could be single and see Carlos? They'd be so darn cute. Then the clock ready 11:12.
"Well then, it's settled," Kendall said, smiling. "We'll give you a little tour of the fun parts of Hollywood, then. Driver, can we take a spin around?" The limo barely missed going into the highway exit and started down the main drag of Hollywood.
I thought wishes only came true at 11:11 p.m.?
So there you have it! Chapter One in my BTR story. They're so darned cute, and their music is awesome. I'm so excited to be writing a story about four great guys! I have to admit, though…Kendall's my favorite. Oh, you knew? How? (Haha- just kiddin'.) See you guys next chapter!