Hey guys! It's awesome that you've been reading my story and I thank all of you that have read/followed it up until this point.

I'm proud to present the first official chapter of my 100 themes challenge! I know that you don't have to do these in order, but I'm going to start with the Introduction theme to get things going.

disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush but any additional characters that may or may not appear in chapters to come are mine if they are not already a character in the show

Introduction

A small, raven haired boy with big cocoa eyes and significant dimples shuffled nervously into Room 504 of Jackson Elementary* school in Minnesota. His name was Logan Mitchell and he had just moved from Texas to Minnesota. He was only six years old, but was smart enough to be in the third grade. He was small for his age so he looked about four years old. He was skinny and his shirt hung limply off his shoulders and covered a quarter of his jeans. His jeans came down to the soles of his Velcro shoes which made it had to walk so he had to drag his feet along the polished wooden floors.

Three best friends sat at the back of the classroom, chattering in a small huddle. This conversation was most probably about the Minnesota Wild's latest hockey game, which they had won by a landslide. The leader of these three boys, the most popular boys at Jackson Elementary, was a blonde boy called Kendall Knight. He was confident, brave, a bit cocky and a natural born leader. He was on the school hockey team - the best player there was.

The boy sat next to Kendall was a small Latino named Carlos Garcia. Carlos was a hyper ball of energy, which came in handy when playing a game of hockey alongside his two best friends. Carlos could make anyone smile; he was always laughing and joking and generally being happy. His treasured black hockey helmet was on his head at all times, to protect him from any danger that could slash its way into his life.

The boy next to Carlos was a handsome seven-year-old called James Diamond. James came from a rich family and had some kind of obsession with his appearance. His hair was always perfect - never out of place and filled with volume, thanks to his lucky comb that lived in the back pocket of his skinny jeans from the kids' department at the mall. However, James wasn't arrogant like most rich children were, and his parents were very nice. Carlos liked them - they had given him a special helmet polisher when he was in the hospital as a result of a dangerous but epic stunt he had pulled.

The teacher, Mrs Cole, turned to face the tiny new student who was glancing around with a terrified expression. She smiled at him warmly. She studied his oversized clothing for a couple of seconds before walking over to him, her heels clicking in a sort-of merry tune. One of Mrs Cole's students, Ella, began tapping out a tune on her desk in rhythm of the clicking. Mrs Cole laughed and turned her attention to Logan.

"Hi, sweetie," she beamed. Logan smiled unenthusiastically but politely all the same. "Are you my new student, um," she glanced at the sheet of paper in her hand, "Logan Mitchell?"

Logan nodded. He pulled his bag up onto his thin shoulder and held it.

"I didn't think you'd be so young!" Logan blushed. "Do you like learning, Logan?"

Logan nodded excitedly. Learning, reading, writing. They were his favourite things to do. Other than hockey, of course.

"That's awesome. Can you go and sit next to Kendall for me. He's at the back, just over there." Mrs Cole pointed over to where our favourite blonde boy was sat.

Logan followed her finger and he sat down at the desk next to Kendall.

"Hey!" Kendall yelled. "Are you new here? You're tiny!"

Logan blushed, staring down at his worn Converse shoes shyly.

"Sorry," Kendall suddenly apologised, "I didn't think it would upset you. But hey, forgive and forget, right? Anyway, do you like hockey?"

Logan looked up and nodded eagerly. He loved everything about hockey; playing it and watching it. One of his earliest memories was going to a Minnesota Wild hockey game with his dad. But that was before his mother died.

"You watch the Minnesota Wild game at the weekend?" James asked, joining in on the conversation quickly.

Logan nodded again.

"You don't talk much, do ya?" Carlos said.

Logan shrugged.

"Huh, I guess we could work with that," James said.

"You should come to hockey practise after school! Coach says he needs some new players," Kendall suggested.

Logan's eyes widened. "Um, uh, I d-don't think I c-can. M-my dad..."

"Come on! I can get my mum to persuade him after. Please, um... Logan, right?"

"Yeah," Logan said quietly.

"Please, Logie," Carlos begged.

A confused look crossed over the six-year-old's face. He had never been called Logie before.

"Ok, I g-guess so..."

"YEAH!" the three boys cheered.

Logan followed Kendall, Carlos and James out onto the ice rink, gliding perfectly in his skates. Kendall's mum was in the stands, waving excitedly and chatting to Logan's dad.

"Hey Coach!" James called. "We got a new player for ya! His name's Logan!"

The coach studied Logan - his height, his balance on the ice, etcetera. He made a few remarks; all positive. He then asked Logan to show him what he could do. Logan was passed a hockey stick and puck. He took a breath and slowly began to skate across the rink, dribbling the puck. The whole hockey team and their parents were staring at him. Logan gained speed, the puck still in capable control. He started racing along the ice, faster than anyone Kendall, Carlos, James or even the coach had seen. He pulled his arm back, brought it forward with pressure, straight into the puck. The puck went flying. It landed on the ice and slipped simply into the goal net. The team stood dumbfounded. The goalkeeper was astounded. Mrs. Knight started to clap, and so did everyone else. Logan grinned, his dimples on display in his red cheeks.

Kendall, James and Carlos skated over to him and hugged him.

"That was awesome, man!" Carlos squealed.

"You're the fastest person I've ever seen!" James praised.

"I knew you'd be amazing, Logie," said Kendall proudly.

Aww I hope yous liked that! It took me a while to write and now my iPad only had 11%. THAT WAS FOR YOU GUYS. I'm now enjoying a satsuma and listening to Featuring You by da beautiful Kendall Schmidt and Logan Henderson. OH MY GOD THEIR VOICES SOUND SO AMERICAN AND SUCCULENT OMG. Lol sorry I was just fangirling. I will see you lovely people next time I update!

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