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Chapter 4- School Parody
Remember how Alix wanted to stay away from Big Time Rush?
"I want you to keep an eye on Gustavo's new boy pop band."
Yeah, that had been Griffin so Alix was sure enough that the 'Avoid Express' had officially left the station (Thanks to Train Master Griffin hi-jacking it).
"I need a report every three weeks or so, see if they're worth my time. After all you know what they say, 'Time is Griffin'."
Alix paused. "You mean 'Time is money'."
"That's what I said." With that Griffin hung up on her. And that was her Monday morning wake-up call. She so did not need this before school.
Two Hours Later
For Alix, school at the Palm Woods was awesome…-ly just like any other school she had attended, the fact that the students were few in number (like fifteen or so) at different times of the day and were all future-famous didn't count.
Of all the classes that they had a day (after all they only needed four-six hours) Alix was stuck in the one with the Jennifers (the clique of the school). Her saving grace was the fact that Camille was in her class as well.
Ms. Collins was awesome. Alix not only admired how she so easily dealt with the snootiness that some (most) of the students had, she admired who she was in real life.
Tara Strong– voice actress extraordinaire.
Alix couldn't even begin to list the accolades that the woman had under her belt.
Though Alix was forced into the role of a voice actress, she had actually begun to genuinely enjoy the position.
With all that said – she was relieved that there was some realistic aspect to this fake world.
"Alix!"
The brunette turned only to see BTR – all geared up and ready for school apparently.
"Morning guys," she greeted.
Surprisingly, it was James that stepped up to speak to her.
"So, happy Monday," he began flippantly, "Can you believe that we have to go to school? It's like so not important right?"
"Actually," Alix began, "I think that Fame and education go hand in hand. The practical and theoretical knowledge that you learn in school can be applied to all walks of life – including a Hollywood one."
James faux-nonchalance faltered, but Alix mentally shrugged.
An Education was important.
"I couldn't agree more," Logan chimed with a boyish grin, suddenly coming to stand beside Alix and throwing a hand over her shoulder. She wondered if she'd be able to move that fast.
"It's nice to have another level headed party present."
"Huh, who would have thunk that Logan would have been the first to invade my personal bubble?"
No sooner had Alix had that thought, had Camille literally pop up between the two of them.
Logan and Alix jumped apart, surprised.
"Hey, watcha guys doing?" Camille asked with a wide grin, as if she hadn't just freaked two persons out.
"Talking about school," Carlos spoke, blanching at the word 'school'.
"Well," Camille began as she threw her arm over Alix's shoulder, much like Logan had previously done, although Camille choose to squeeze her shoulders a bit too much. "Alli and I go to school at the Palm Woods."
Just then, as if summoned, a whole host of Palm Wood students walked by the six of them – some skipped, some walked at a sedated pace, but overall everyone seemed stoked for class.
A rare sight on a Monday morning – well at least it was before Alix had started school at the Palm Woods. It was like she said, Ms. Collins was an awesome teacher.
"Looks like we're having class outside today," Camille grinned and Alix found herself mirroring that grin, "I love class by the pool side."
So did Alix.
Alix turned to BTR. "We gotta go guys," she began, "But I'll see you…"
Alix trailed off when she realized that the boys were staring off into space.
"Are they daydreaming?" Camille asked amused, as she wrapped her arm around Alix's. Alix nodded in answer.
Knowing that she wouldn't get through to them…or rather seeing Kelly walking up about to burst their dream bubble, she and Camille turned to follow their classmates.
"You've made some interesting friends," Camille commented.
"They're not exactly my friends," Alix replied flippantly. She didn't necessarily want to get attached…though at the rate at which things were panning out it seemed wholly inevitable.
After all, there she was with Camille gripping her arm and the two of them heading to class together.
"They are cute though."
Alix rolled her eyes. "If you say so."
"I think the smart one is really cute."
Alix hummed noncommittally.
And so it has begun.
Alix would be the first to admit that she wasn't doing a very good job at keeping an eye on BTR as Griffin had asked.
But it wasn't her fault seeing as their schedules just didn't seem to have them meet up at any particular time.
Unless one counted today.
Alix had just left the recording studio when she came upon the sight of Kelly talking to BTR. To think of it, she hadn't been seeing that much of Kelly either. She kind of missed the Barbie.
Kendall was the first of the group to spot her. She almost made to turn around when she say a sudden glint in his eyes.
"Alix could you do us a favour?" Kendall asked as Kelly walked off.
Alix paused.
"And what do I get out of it?"
That's right, she wasn't about to let herself be dragged into their craziness without some form of recompense.
"Uuuuh, we'll owe you one?" Carlos asked hopefully. Just then, Logan got out a card and scribbled on it, before passing it to each of his friends allowing them to do the same.
James was the one to give it to her. On the card was a picture of the four members of BTR and the letters 'BTR.O.U'. Alix raised her brows (How had they come up with this so fast?).
"Okay, what do you need me to do?" she spoke, putting up the card somewhere safe. She was sure the boys would keep their word.
All four boys grinned slyly, before Carlos came beside her to whisper in her ears (Alix vaguely marvelled at the fact that they were both the same height).
Alix nodded her head when he was finished, waving to them as they ran to find Kelly.
Huh. Porsche keys. How was she going to pull that one off?
When Alix watched a shirtless Chris Masters walk out of the supply closest (the boys' classroom) she stared after him shamelessly. Not even the sound of the boy band groaning about desk-lifts and sore arms could deter her. Her eyes travelled towards the boys only when Chris Masters' form disappeared around the corner.
"Guys," she spoke, "I'm cashing in my BTR.O.U." This was too good to pass up. "I want to meet Chris Masters."
The Next Day
The boys watched as Alix continued to chat up Chris Masters.
"Who knew she was such a big fan of wrestling," Logan declared with a shrug.
"I know right? It's so obviously fake," James scoffed. "But the women are easy on the eyes."
Kendall rolled his eyes before looking over to Carlos to see him writing away in a small book.
"What are you doing?"
Carlos looked up, surprised, before tossing the book over his shoulder. "Nothing."
Kendall rolled his eyes, before he reached within his knapsack to take out his brown paper bag. The other boys followed suit.
It was time to put their plan into action.
Alix's brow furrowed in confusion. She had left the studio to see what all the commotion was about when she happened upon…a basketball game in one of the offices.
"Where did all these people come from?" she asked as she looked upon a number of cheering persons and…was that a goat in the crowd?
She remembered that the show often defied the laws of logic, but really some of it was a bit much at times.
A particularly loud shout made her look to her left.
"Kelly?" she asked incredulously as she gazed at the green clad woman.
"Hey Alix!" she greeted before throwing a green pom-pom into her hand.
"What are you doing?" Alix yelled over the noise. The crowd had gotten louder upon one of the teams scoring.
Alix realized that it was the boys, playing against a women's team…and they were losing badly.
"I think the guys should stick to hockey!" she yelled shaking the pom-pom.
"How did you know they played hockey?" Kelly asked distractedly.
Alix hid a wince, but was saved from replying by the sound of a buzzer.
The boys even though they lost did this weird guys chest bump thing, cheering as if they had won.
They were all sweaty and Alix found that really…attractive actually. It wasn't that she like sweaty guys, it was just that she liked watching athletes play and watch their toned bods glisten in the light and…
Alix shook her head, derailing that particular train of thought. And no sooner had she done that had the boys bounded up to her and Kelly.
"Hey guys, enjoy the game?" James asked with a smile.
"We lost really badly," Carlos grinned.
"Glad you could make it to support us though," Kendall said zeroing in on her, a charming tilt to his lips.
"Uuuh," was her intelligent reply, before Carlos came to stop directly in front of her.
"Yeah, thanks," he said pulling her into a brief hug.
A musky smell that could only be associated with a sweaty male wafted into Alix's nostrils. She didn't mind the smell or the sweat or the body heat at all.
Alix's lips twitched when Carlos released her.
Luckily the girly, unbidden giggle that escaped her lips were drowned out by a loud, mournful and angry yell.
"DOGS!"
Huh, she was wondering when Gustavo would show up.
Before she knew what was happening, Gustavo had swept away BTR to his office, Kelly in tow. And just like that the host of people that had been in the office just zoomed out and the room seemed as if it hadn't just hosted a mini basketball game.
All in all, the sum of Alix's thought amounted to –
"What the hell?"
Victory was theirs.
They'd gotten expelled from the School of Rocque.
Now all that was left for them to do was to live out the Palm Wood School fantasy.
It was a good day and Kendall found himself actually looking forward to school.
Not to mention that they'd ended up in the same shift as Alix and Camille (who seemed to be becoming particularly fond of Logan).
"Water guns ready?" Kendall grinned.
His friends mirrored his expression, nodding in answer.
"The pies are ready too!" Carlos cheered.
Perfect.
"Detention on the first day," Alix snickered.
"Water guns, pies," Camille snickered along with her, before she suddenly paused, "Where'd you get the beach ball from though? It just appeared out of nowhere."
There was a collective shrug.
Alix couldn't help it. She burst out into giggles at the absurdity of the entire situation. Before she knew it, everyone started laughing as well.
"Things have definitely gotten more interesting." Camille smiled.
Truer words have never been spoken.
Word Count: 1883
A/N: So I was a bit lazy with this chapter. I totally copped out on describing how Alix got those Porsche keys lol. Tara Strong is a true talent.
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