Before I give you chapter 2, I'd like to thank all the people that reviewed and liked my story and whatnot. It really made my day, waking up to fifteen emails, just from y'all! I'll try to update as soon as I can, at least every 2-3 days. Anyway, if you don't like something that I write or I get something wrong, don't hesitate to tell me. I can take it. This chapter is dedicated to Anon, Dana2184, Ileana, and VampireGrl21 for reviewing chapter one! Sorry if this chapter is shorter than the last one..

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush, or the show, or the songs, or anything. If I did, I'd be with them, not writing this.

"What exactly did you do to the boys?" Aunt Kelly asked cautiously. We were sitting on the daybed in the den, tea cups wrapped in our palms. Mom was at work, so Aunt Kelly came to visit me on her day off. "When you left, they were all dumbstruck, especially Kendall."

"I, for one, didn't do anything. Some guy named Jett tried to hit on me, so I twisted his arm and pushed him to the ground. I guess my anger kinda got the best of me." I shrugged, and she gaped at me. "What?"

"Kendall had a girlfriend named Jo, and she cheated on him with Jett. Then she left for New Zealand to be in a movie or something. You probably just made Kendall's whole year. He just got over her not too long ago."

"Damn," I muttered. She nodded, then grabbed her ringing cell from her pocket, pressing it to her ear. She held up one finger to signal that she'd be back, and walked into the hallway. I sighed and grabbed my own cell. There was a new text.

Unknown Number: Hey, it's Carlos, from the other day. Your mom gave me your number.

Inwardly, I smiled and added his name to my contacts.

R: Hi Carlos. What's up?

C: Being yelled at by Gustavo. It's a lot worse without Kelly. You?

R: With Kelly..

C: So you're the reason she's not here! -_- I thought you were our friend, Ren. I'm disappointed.

R: She was my aunt before she was your co-manager, or whatever. :P

C: Still not fair.

Aunt Kelly returned, grabbing her things. "I'm sorry, Ren, I have to go into work. Kendall just called me from the janitor's closet. Gustavo chased them in there, and they've locked themselves in."

"Can I come with you?"

She wasn't expecting that. "Uh, sure. Do you just want to spend the night at my house? I really don't want to drive you all the way back here." I nodded, texting my mom. She replied instantly, agreeing to the idea. Aunt Kelly and I made our way to her car as I texted Carlos back.

R: Heard you're in the closet. Maybe you should just come out, you know we won't judge you. (;

C: -_- You're the one that stole Kelly!

R: And that's why we're on our way now.

C: Really?

R: Open the door, Carlos.

He obliged, and attacked Aunt Kelly when he saw her. She laughed and patted his back awkwardly. "Nice to see you too, Carlos. Nice to know I can't even have a day off."

"I'M NEVER BEING LOCKED IN A CLOSET WITH YOU AGAIN!" James screamed at Carlos, running towards the bathroom. Logan just shrugged at me, rolling his eyes. Carlos was still hugging Aunt Kelly, but she was trying to peel him off of her. Kendall stepped out, his eyes wide and his hands twitching.

"I'M WITH JAMES ON THAT!" Kendall grunted, following James' trail to the bathroom. I chuckled at Carlos' hurt expression. Logan raised his eyebrows at all of us.

"What just happened?" Logan asked confusedly.

"Shouldn't you know? You were in there with them.."

"Logie-Bear was too busy reading his medical books," Kendall replied, leading James back to our group. "He wasn't subjected to the torture that is Carlos' idea of a prank." I shivered involuntarily when Kendall casually threw his arm around me, and he raised his eyebrows. Aunt Kelly narrowed her eyes at Carlos, who pursed his lips.

"All I did was offer them lemonade!"

"THEN YOU LOCKED US IN AND MADE WATERFALL NOISES!" James retorted. Carlos smirked, and I bust out in laughter, clutching my stomach.

"You mean he almost made you pee your pants?" I asked, still laughing. James glared at me, but Kendall started laughing too. Soon enough, everybody but James was roaring with laughter. Wiping a tear from my eye, I admitted, "That wasn't even that funny, but God, did I need that." James finally cracked a smile, trying to hide it, but failing.

"So, Ren, do you want to come over and hang out? There's an awesome pool, and a swirly slide!" Carlos chirped. I looked around at the rest of them, and they all nodded eagerly. Aunt Kelly stepped up and wagged her finger in all of their faces.

"Do remember that she is my niece, and I can easily take an early vacation if any of you lay a finger on her. Got it?" she snarled. They all raised their hands up in defeat. Smiling, she turned to look at me. "Try not to break too many hearts. See you tonight." With that, she walked into Gustavo's office, no doubt trying to calm him down.

"I'll take that as we're done for the day," Kendall smirked, looping his arm through mine as we walked out of Rocque Records. James looped his arm through my other one. Logan led us to their car, climbing in the driver's seat. "Logan is the only one with his driver's license," Kendall explained, crawling in the back with James and I. Carlos sat up front.

"So, Renee, where are you from?" James asked, laying his hand on my knee. I pushed him away then pulled my hair back into a ponytail.

"Nags Head, North Carolina. And stop hitting on me, or I will call up my stepmom to shove her boot up your ass. I'm not interested. I already have a boyfriend." He gulped, inching towards the car door. All the others looked stunned. "So where are y'all from?"

"Shakopee, Minnesota," answered Logan, grinning sheepishly.

"Really," I mused. "Why are you in L.A. then?"

"It's a long story that involves giant turds and mean producers," Carlos said, scrunching up his nose. "And large security guards." Letting out a small laugh, I arched my eyebrow at them.

"Long story short, Gustavo and Kelly came to Minnesota to audition people, James made us go with him, they wanted me instead of him, I convinced them to make us a band, and boom!" Kendall motioned to the apartment complex in front of us. I hadn't even noticed that we'd stopped. "Here we are at the Palm Woods, recording albums and arranging tour dates."

"And how does the giant turd fit into this lovely story?" I asked as they led me inside. Kendall glanced at his friends, exchanging some telepathic thought or something. On cue, they belted out a song.

"Oh yeah, you're such a turd! Oh yeah, a giant turd!"

I burst into laughter as we walked into the Palm Woods, stopping abruptly when a brunette girl stalked up to us and slapped Kendall across the face. She ran off before anyone could say anything, but the boys didn't seem to care. They kept walking. "Uh, what the hell was that?" They stopped and turned on their heels to look at me.

"That's Camille. She's somewhat melodramatic, and she likes to go around slapping people," Logan shrugged. "You get used to it."

Shaking my head, I continued following them. In the elevator, there was a small brunette girl that looked slightly familiar. Once Kendall stepped in, I realized that she looked like him. "Ren, this is Katie, my little sister. Baby Sister, this is Renee." I shook her hand and leaned against the elevator wall, grasping the metal bar that was there. "You alright?" he whispered, glancing at my knuckles turning white from being clenched too hard.

"I don't like elevators," I admitted, biting my lip. He gave a small smile and took my hand, intertwining our fingers, sending shocks down my spine. Finally the elevator door opened and we all stepped out, Kendall still holding my hand as we walked into their apartment.

"We're home, Mama Knight!" Carlos called out. "I smell snickerdoodles!" Katie, James, Carlos, and Logan raced to the kitchen, leaving just me and Kendall. Mama Knight waltzed out, an apron tied around her waist, her red curls bouncing in a ponytail.

"You must be Renee. The boys tell me that you're Kelly's niece," she greeted, shaking my free hand, smiling when she saw Kendall's hand in mine. "Feel free to help yourself to some snickerdoodles. I'll be heading off to the store." She grabbed her purse and began to walk out, but Kendall stopped her, motioning to the "Kiss Me, I'm The Cook," apron. "Right," she laughed quietly, untying it and throwing it on the bright orange couch. Kendall led me to the snicker doodles, and I do admit, they were delicious. (A/N: I've never actually had snickerdoodles, otherwise I would've put more detail into that.)

"Want to go down to the pool?" James suggested, and everybody cheered in agreement. I pulled Kendall aside, who was still holding my hand. Not that I was complaining or anything..

"I don't have a bathing suit," I whispered, a blush creeping up my neck. He chuckled, leading me to what I assume was Mama Knight's room.

"My Mom bought this a while back, but she's never worn it," he explained, shrugging, "I guess she doesn't like the rowdy teenagers by the pool." He handed me a two piece bathing suit, the American flag printed on it, then let me change in their bathroom. As I changed, I noticed every hair product under the sea sitting in the shower. Instantly, I knew it was probably all James'. Then something caught my eye in the trash can. Staring up at me was a positive pregnancy test.

That's not your business, Renee. Stay out of it, I told myself. I pulled on my white sundress over the bathing suit, sliding on my flip-flops. All the boys were waiting for me, and Katie too, smiling mischievously, sunglasses sitting on her long, brunette hair. As we walked into the lobby, my hand twitched and bumped into Kendall's. He took this as a request to hold hands, and my heart attempted to push its way up my throat. We all picked out our chairs, except for Carlos, who instantly jumped in. When his head popped up, he held up his cell.

"Ah, crap! Not again!" he whined, climbing out and stomping back into the Palm Woods. By the look of displeasure on James' face, I figured Carlos would use his hairdryer to salvage the electronic. I dropped Kendall's hand to peel off my dress, dropping it onto the chair. James, Kendall, and Logan gaped at me.

"What?" I snapped. "You know, you'll catch flies in your mouths if you keep 'em hanging open like that." They closed their jaws, but continued to stare. Logan gulped and abruptly dived into the pool, followed by James. Kendall took two steps towards me, until we were inches away from each other.

"You look beautiful," he murmured, running his fingertips up my ribcage, stopping at the hem of my top. I sucked in a breath, not willing to look into his eyes. I knew if I did, I'd probably kiss him. Suddenly, I was underwater. Once I submerged, I glared at the culprit: Carlos. Kendall had been pushed in too, I noticed.

"Oh, I'll get you for that, Garcia!" I laughed, splashing him with all my might. Kendall, James, and Logan joined in, until Carlos did a cannonball into the water.

***Later That Day

"What movie should we watch?" Logan asked, "And do not say The Notebook, because last time we watched that, Carlos and James wouldn't stop crying!"

"It was a sad movie, okay?" James defended, crossing his arms. The microwave beeped in the distance signaling that our popcorn was done. When nobody got up to get it, I stood up.

"'Hey Ren, do you think you could get the popcorn?' 'Sure, guys, anything for you!'" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes as I dodged the guys' legs and feet on my way to the kitchen.

"Thank you, Ren!" they shouted back simultaneously. I grabbed the popcorn bag from the microwave, shaking it so the butter would spread better. Katie walked in and leaned against the counter.

"He really likes you," she concluded, grabbing a large bowl from the cabinet. She sat it in front of me.

"Who?"

"Kendall," she stated. I choked on the piece of popcorn I'd eaten. She patted my back and stole a piece of her own. "If he didn't like you, he wouldn't have given you his jersey." Burrowing my eyebrows, I looked down at the old jersey Kendall had let me wear after getting out of the pool. "It was his first hockey jersey, and he'd never lend it to anybody if they didn't mean something to him."

"But Kendall and I have barely known each other for two days," I reasoned, twirling a strand of my hair around my finger. Shrugging, she stole another piece of popcorn and left.

"Nightmare on Elm Street or The Notebook, Ren?" Logan asked me as I walked in. I sat the popcorn on the coffee table, and the boys instantly dug in.

"Definitely Nightmare on Elm Street."

"YES!" Logan and Kendall shouted, pumping their fists in the air. I rolled my eyes and pulled my knees to my chest. They turned on the movie and turned off the lights. No matter how scary the movie was, I couldn't concentrate on it, with Kendall's side pressed up to mine. I shuddered, feeling Kendall's eyes on me. He pulled a blanket from the back of the couch and laid it over the both of us, wrapping his arms around me. Gladly, I snuggled into his warm chest, hiding my toes under his thigh.

"You're freezing," he whispered, rubbing his hands in mine, creating friction. His soothing breath was at the nape of my neck, and my eyes slowly drooped. "Go to sleep, Ren. You're tired."

"Don't leave," I murmured, kissing his collarbone. He drew in a shaky breath and nodded, brushing my hair out of my face. The last thing I saw before I finally fell asleep was Freddy Kruger burning into nothing on the TV screen.