Never Say Goodbye Chapter 3: Surprise, a big time rush fanfic

3. Surprise:

The next morning at 8 o'clock sharp dad jolted me awake by shaking me back and forth. When this just got a mean groan from me he pulled all my blankets off my bed. This not only pissed me off but woke me up, and helped me to realize exactly what was going to happen today. Today was the day that I get to reveal to my childhood best friend, who was quickly becoming my regular old best friend after a day of goofing off and catching up, how I was here in LA.

I got out of bed and took a quick shower. After my shower I dried my hair using a round brush to try and keep the curls in tact. Then I got dressed. I put on one of my favorite dresses, which falls a few inches above my knee and is a gray color with lace on the top and a belt that goes around the waist. I wore my boots that I wear with everything with it, and put on my mother's engagement ring, and her old wooden cross necklace. After Mom died I had gotten both of these things, and there wasn't a day that went by that I didn't wear them. I also put on a pair of rose quartz stud earrings, and a pair of hoops. I put on my usual amount of make-up, consisting of eyeliner, lash lengthening mascara, foundation, cover-up, eyeshadow, and lipstick, grabbed my guitar and was ready to go.

"Morning Daddy." I said with a huge smile on my face as Dad handed me a plate of eggs and bacon and a glass of orange juice.

"Morning Manth. Are you ready for today?" He asked curiously as he began to eat his own plate of eggs and bacon.

"As ready as I am ever going to be." I answered.

"You don't sound so sure about that." Dad replied with a soft laugh.

We ate the remainder of our breakfasts in quite, with Dad making a few jokes to try and calm my nerves. After we finished eating breakfast, the two of us headed down to the Palm Woods lobby and to the car that Roque Records had sent over for us. Dad and I were supposed to be in the recording studio and ready to go by 9 O'clock, which is exactly when Big Time Rush (aka the boys) get there every day for their stuff.

The car drove us to Roque Records and once there Dad and I found ourselves in the office of the once great selling record producer Gustavo Roque, who specializes in boy bands.

"Mr. Roque it is a pleasure to finally meet you." Dad said politely as we sat down in Gustavo's office to have our first official meeting with him. Gustavo's personal assistant Kelly was also in the office, with a genuine smile plastered on her face.

"It is nice to meet you Mr. Summers." Gustavo began in a tone that seemed much to polite based off of the stories that the boys had told us about Gustavo at dinner last night. "It is also nice to finally meet you Samantha." Gustavo said in that same overly polite voice.

"Same here, I actually prefer to be called Manth." I said as politely as I could, fidgeting with my guitar slightly in a nervous fashion.

I had recorded myself singing for years, but this was different. Recording myself singing with a guitar on a webcam and then posting it to youtube was completely different than singing in front of a record producer, my childhood best friend, his best friends, the record producer's P.A., my dad, and Gustavo's boss who could decide in a second if he wanted to send me back to Texas and let this three month trial demo period just fall through. It was nerve racking to say the least.

"That is an interesting name for Samantha." Gustavo's P.A., Kelly I think, asked in a slightly too polite and serious tone to try and break the silence that my correcting Gustavo had caused.

I laughed slightly to myself before turning to look at Dad, who had a smile on his face as well, it was a great little story to tell people, and it just about always got a laugh, and Dad loved to tell it. "Go for it Daddy." I added with a nervous laugh.

Dad caught onto the fact that if he made me tell the story I was going to end up being unable to speak as my nerves were getting worse and worse.

"It's all my fault." Kendall's voice said as the door to the recording studio opened.

I turned around faster than I though possible and saw Kendall, Logan, James, and Carlos entering the recording studio, only Kendall had a look of shock on his face.

"When we were little, like really little, and had just learned to say words other than Mama, and Dada, and No, we started to try and attempt to say each other's names. Manth of course easily shortened my first name to Ken, and was able to say Kendall easily by the time we were three and a half, I had a bit more difficulty with saying Samantha though. So I tried to shorten it, I also had a slight lisp as a kid, so 's's were a problem, it started off just being Mantha, and then it became Manth, and once I could actually say Samantha, I never did, I just always said Manth. What can I say? It stuck." Kendall paused with a laugh, remembering parts of our childhood. The reminiscent look on Dad's face, and the soft smile on mine, assured me that all of us were thinking back to me and Kendall's early childhood, the days before Mom got sick and died.

"And then of course you have this bonehead over here." I said giving Logan a slight nudge. "Who heard Kendall call me Manth on the first day of kindergarten and proceeded to call me Math up until the day I moved to Texas." I added with a laugh.

"It isn't my fault that every time someone called you Manth I didn't hear the end, and by the time I got corrected it was tool ate!" Logan replied in an aghast, yet joking tone.

"Are you just visiting us today Manth?" Kendall asked, bringing the conversation back to the topic that I was sure had been on his mind since he had arrived in the recording studio and saw me there.

"Just wait Kendall, you'll see." I answered with a smirk as a tall man with white hair walked into the recording stuido.

"Let's make this quick Gustavo, I don't have all day, and I can tell whether or not someone is auto tuned within two bars of a song." The tall man said. I got the feeling that he was a man used to being in charge of everything, even those things that are uncontrollable. "Ms. Summers, if you would please enter the room there and begin the song when you are ready." The man added turning to me with a very fake smile.

"Um... okay." I said my nerves coming back. Butterflies flying all over my stomach making it turn and turn over and over again.

Dad gave my hand a quick squeeze that was meant to reassure me and to wish me luck. I nodded back at him, and walked with my guitar into one of the larger rooms in the recording studio. I pulled a stool up to the microphone and sat down on it. I started to strum my guitar, then play the opening cords of the song before beginning to sing...

"Friday night beneath the stars,
in a field behind your yard,
you and I are paintin' pictures in the sky.
And sometimes we don't say a thing;
just listen to the crickets sing.
Everything I need is right here by my side.
And I know everything about you
I don't wanna live without you.

I'm only up when you're not down.
Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.
It's like no matter what I do.
Well you drive me crazy half the time;
the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
And I'm only me when I'm with you.
Just a small town boy and girl
livin' in a crazy world.
Tryin' to figure out what is and isn't true.
And I don't try to hide my tears.
The secrets or my deepest fears.
Through it all nobody gets me like you do.
And you know everything about me.
You say that you can't live without me.

When I'm with anybody else it's so hard to be myself.
Only you can tell.

That I'm only up when you're not down.
Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.
It's like no matter what I do.
Well you drive me crazy half the time;
the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
And I'm only me
Who I wanna be
Well, I'm only me when I'm with you
With you
Uh huh
Yeah" I sang, finishing my song, making sure not to look in anyone's eyes the whole time, just focusing on my guitar my singing.

This song had been inspired by my childhood, and one of the small songs that Kendall and I had written jokingly and lovingly when we were little. The childhood song was more of "you're my best friend, and I'm you're best friend," repeated over and over again. This song had been inspired by this, and one of my fondest childhood memories.

It was the night that I had told Kendall that Dad and I were moving to Texas, Mom had died a few months prior to this and I was not even close to getting over her death. Kendall was in shock over the whole fact that I was moving, the two of us had been through what seemed like everything together back then, his dad going MIA during a tour of duty with the Navy, Mom getting sick, Mom dying, Kendall's mom trying to put back the pieces when the Navy told her that her husband was as good as dead, it was a lot to go through as little kids, so we coped as we always did, a sleepover-camp out at Kendall's house with lots of juice boxes and Oreos.

Dad had set up the tent for us as he always had that night, and Jen was watching us from the deck as she always did, waiting to join us in the tent until we were both asleep, she did not like the idea of the two of us sleeping out there by ourselves which was completely understandable to my now almost seventeen year old mind, but back then it was as if she was being overbearing and overprotective.

Kendall and I weren't quite ready to go into the tent and crash from our mounting sugar highs yet, so instead we decided to lay on our backs in Kendall's small yard and look up at the stars, it was then that Kendall said something truly profound and astounding. He said, well as best as I can remember it, "I don't know what I am going to do with you gone Manth. I'm only me when I'm with you." It took me many years to realize the gravity of that statement, and how profound it was, especially coming out of the mouth of a seven year old, and the moment I realized that, the rest of the song just flew from my brain to my paper, and finally to my guitar. It had been that night after Logan called saying that Kendall needed my help getting out of his rut that this happened, and it was one of my best songs by far.

"Well the youtube quality was not faked. I can tell you that much. Welcome to Roque Records Samantha." The boss man said with a smile as he motioned me out of the room. "I'm Griffin, the owner, and your boss." He added holding out his hand.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Griffin, I actually go by Manth, no one has called me Samantha since I was little. This is my dad." I said in response shaking his hand and pushing my Dad towards the boss man.

"Scott Summers." Dad answered with a smile and shook his hand.

"A pleasure to meet you. Well I have a meeting to get to, so I'll be leaving. I shall see you all soon." Griffin said with a fake smile and exited the recording studio just as swiftly as he had entered.

"Is he always like that?" I asked the boys, Gustavo, and Kelly.

"Yes." They all groaned in unison.

a/n: sorry this took so long, but I just got back from the beach and I started to write this right away. I am also not really completely happy with this chapter, so I apologize if you hate it. I have the end idea for this, but I'm still trying to work out how to get there, so this might be one of the last updates for awhile. The song that Manth sings is "I'm Only Me When I'm With You" by Taylor Swift. I hope y'all enjoyed this and remember to review!

xoxo,

Lexi

p.s. I do finally have an update schedule for all of my fics, I will update on Sundays and Mondays. :)