Learning Again

Ok guys, this is my new Jatie fic an I really am in love with this whole story an I hope you are too! Sorry for any mistakes/grammatical letters, I wrote this on my iPod.

Disclaimer: I don't own BTR (plots, episodes, songs etc.). If I did then James would be shirtless 24/7.

Chapter 1: Sweet Minnesota

I yawned and rose from my bed. Another peaceful day in Minnesota. I got up and trudged into the kitchen before grabbing a red apple from the fruit bowl.

I checked the clock. 8:00 am. Kendall had woken up at 6:00 am just so he could please his hockey coach by being on time.

He should be coming home soon I thought, biting into my apple.

Just then, maybe by quincedence, Kendall walked throuh the front door, beaming.

He let his hockey stick fall to the floor with a loud clatter before collapsing into an armchair with a groan.

I picked up the stick and quickly scolded him for being so loud before helping him take off his gear.

Mama Knight was still asleep and if we woke her up too early, she would be deeply pissed off at us.

"How was your practice?" I ask while going into the kitchen to make him a pot of chicken soup to warm him up. Minnesota winters were harsh.

"It was great, Coach William said that hockey scouts are coming to the next game and I was ready for them." Kendall said, obvious pride in his voice.

"That's amazing Kendall." I said truthfully, I was really happy for him, he worked hard at hockey and he got praise and scolarships back.

I handed him the bowl and we both took seats on the couch.

"Saterday morning cartoons?" Kendall said to me with a smile.

I nodded. Every Saterday morning, me and Kendall watched two full hours of morning cartoons. It was kind of our thing.

I turned the tv on. It was a commercial.
A Big Time Rush commercial, to be exact.

Unlike every other teenage girl on the planet, I was not obssesed with Big Time Rush.

In fact, I found them annoying and self-absorbed.

The three boys of Big Time Rush, James Diamond (the pretty boy, most favored by fangirls because of his looks), Carlos Garcia (hyper Latino), and Logan Mitchell (smart boy) were dancing across the screen, singing they're hit song, Any Kind of Guy.

"Hey! Do you know how to dance?" James Diamond appeared on the screen.

"What about sing?" Carlos Garcia asked, appearing next to James.

"Then come down to Roque Records in north Hollywood, this Saterday anytime from 1:00 to 5:00 pm to audition to be our fourth band member!" Logan Mitchell exclaimed.

I groaned and was just about to flip the channel when Kendall said "wait."

I looked at him like he had three heads. Since when was Kendall interested in Big Time Rush?

I turned my attention back to the screen where Big Time Rush was now dancing and singing to The City is Ours.

Suddenly all three guys flipped and formed a staright line. "Cuz we want YOU!" they said in unison before the commercial ended.

A Snuggie commercial came on next but I was more concerned about Kendall.

"What was that about?" I asked, confusedly.

"What?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

"You know, I was about to change the channel and you stopped me." I stated.

"So? Is it against the law to watch an entire commercial before changing the channel now?" he said indignantly.

I held my hands up in the 'back off' gesture and said "but it was a Big Time Rush commercial, we've seen that one only about, one hundred times!" I said exasperated.

"Yeah...well..." the blonde stuttered, lowering his head.

"Kendall, what's wrong? You can tell me anything you know." I said gently.

"I...I...I wanna audition." he said, his words chopped.

"What?" I said, not comprehending.

"I said, I want to audition." he said, this time more sheepishly then confident.

It was no secret that Kendall could sing. In fact, he could have chosen a singing career but instead, he chose a normal life of playing hockey and strumming his guitar in the evenings.

But this...

"Kendall, you really want to be famous? The new member of a band? Especially Big Time Rush..." I said trying not to sound to disgusted by this.

"What do you have against Big Time Rush?" Kendall asked squarely.

"Nothing." I said quickly, not wanting to upset my brother.

Kendall looked away. "What about hockey Kendall? What's more important than hockey?" I said, trying to get him to see sense.

"Family." he said looking staright at me.

He didn't need to say anything else. Ever since dad left 3 years ago, money had been a huge issue for us.

While mom had broken down and gotten two jobs, Kendall had made it his personal job to make sure our small family of three, was running smoothly.

He got himself a part-time job at our local grocery store and he worked extra hard at hockey, soon becoming his team's star player, in order to get a hockey scholarship that would pay his college tuition and bring a little extra cash to the family.

But still, I was confused.

"What does Big Time Rush have to do with anything? Including our family?" I asked.

"Because, Big Time Rush would give us the same amount of money the hockey scholarship would have, maybe even more." Kendall said softly.

I sighed. I had already saw his plan. There was Kendall, always thinking of the family first.

I saw the pain of his decision pooled in his eyes. He must have thought this through, for him to be so sure of himself.

"Your willing to give up everthing just so we can earn more cash?" I say painstakingly, looking deep into his eyes.

He nodded.

"I'll do anything to get our feet off the ground again." Kendall had once said.

I sighed heavily, "We better go talk to Mama Knight about this, we have a flight to L.A to catch." I say, giving Kendall's hand a sqeeeze.

"Mama Knight already knows." said a voice from the kitchen.

Me and Kendall whirled around to see our mom leaning against the counter, sipping her morning coffee.

"How long have you been awake?" I ask in bewilderment.

"Long enough to know that Kendall is going to Hollywood." she replyed casually with another sip of her drink.

A huge grin spread across his face. "Does that mean I can go?" he asked hopefully.

"Only if-" she started to say buy was cut off by Kendall howling exitedly.

"Only if you take me and Katie with you." she said poorly supressing a smile.

"Say what?" Kendall sayed disbelievingly, cocking an eyebrow.

"WHAT?" I pratically screamed, why bring me in this?

I mean, sure, I want to go to Hollywood but what if Kendall actually gets the audition and then what? I will be forced to spend time with stupid Big Time Rush, the band of moronic, stuck-up, self-absorbed, teenage boys.

"Well, did you actually think you would go to Hollywood by yourself?" Mama Knight said with a laugh as if the idea was almost so dumb, it was laughable.

Me and Kendall looked at eachother and shrugged.

"Now, I'm going to go book us a place to saty and you guys start packing." Mama Knight ordered, walking away briskly.

I stared at Kendall. He stared back.

"Well...all I can say is...wow." I said, a bit stunned.

Kendall just shrugged again and jogged off to his room to pack.

I walked into my room and opened my closet.

Quite honetly, I am impressed that Mama Knight gave on to this scheme so easily, must be her trust in Kendall.

It took me awhile but I finally managed to shove every article of clothing I owned into my suitcase (including shoes and purses).

Don't ask me how I did it. I also packed in my straightner and hairblowerdryer. God knows how long i'll be in Hollywood.

I layer down on my bed exausted. Mama Knight appeared suddenly in my doorframe.

"Alright, I booked us a suite in a hotel called The Palmwoods, apparently it's home to the future famous." she ticked off with a smile.

"Perfect for Kendall." I grinned back.

"You packed?" she said, back to her 'orderly-Mama-Knight-In-Charge' voice.

I nodded and she stalked off to find Kendall.

I walked over to my mirror and stared at my reflection. Large, chocolate brown eyes and long brown hair that curled itself into soft waves. Nice body figure too. Tan skin.

Let's hope L.A won't change me.

AT DINNER THAT DAY

Kendall's POV

Trust me when I say I have absolutely no idea what to expect when I arrive at the audition.

Now, I'm not going to lie. I have a decent voice when it comes to singing.

But those boys can either consider me o be a part of they're band or they can laugh in my face.

If they do hate me, they're loss.

Ever since my godamn father left us to die, I've hated him.

Sure, he wasn't always bad. He used to take me to the rink every Saterday morning to train for hockey.

Which is part of the reason me and Katie watch cartoons at the same time dad used to take me to the rink, it's one of the only things that keep me sane on Saterdays.

Sometimes at night I hear Katie scream. Mama Knight keeps sleeping (she's a deep sleeper) but I come into her room and hold her for the rest of he night.

She tells me she has nightmares about dad.

Screw him.

Fuck him.

Twist his life and snap it into a million pieces.

I hate him.

Hate is strong but it means nothing to me when it comes to him leaving.

He ruined my life.

He ruined my mom's life.

He enters Katie's motherfucking nightmares.

Screw.

He left me to take care of his family.

Of my family.

He destroyed any chance I might have of a happy, normal, life.

I have to work.

We barely have enough money for food.

Screw.

I shoveled every grain of rice on my plate into my mouth.

If L.A changes me, screw it.

I needed changing.

Ok hey guys! I added some Kendall angst at the end there for all you angst fans. This chapter kinda sucks (I know) but hey, Its just an intro, alot more angst and romance to come. There's no Jatie in this chap but you have to be patient. JATIE WILL COME! Please, please, PLEASE leave a review for me, I greatly appreciate and value every review. Yes I tale constructive criticism, pretty well. Virtual sugar cookie (or chocolate chip) to YOU if read this whole LONGGG author note. Well, I love you alll! Next chapter update: hopefully tommorow.