Chapter 3: Curiosity Killed the Cat

They had a reason to ask us who we were; they didn't know.

Gwen may have not realized it right away like I had, but we already knew who they were…

Gustavo Rocque. Kelly. L.A. It all made sense to me now as I mentally kicked myself for not catching on sooner.

Yep.

These were the boys of Big Time Rush, one of the quickest rising boy bands ever. And they were sprawled out on the ground by our feet.

"Uh." My instincts finally kicked in and I reached a hand down to help them up. Not sure why, but I reached first for Kendall Knight, who looked at me for a moment before taking it and getting to his feet. "Thanks." he said. I looked away nervously and helped Carlos up next who jumped up at the last second, then I elbowed Gwen lightly in the ribs. I quickly looked over to her and found her expression completely blank and shocked.

I take it she had finally realized who they were… About time.

After she snapped out of it and they were all on their feet I pressed my lips together to prevent myself from smiling and apologized for us both. "Uh, sorry. I wouldn't have opened the door if I knew people were leaning on it…" I tried to laugh.

"That's our bad. Sorry for kind of… looking in on you guys." Logan mumbled, one arm bent behind his head.

"Aha!" Gwen burst out, "So you admit the deed!"

James threw his hands in the air, shielding his face. He was ready for it; the impact of a well-manicured hand to his face. Much to his surprise, the usual slap from a girl when him and his friends pulled something like this never came.

Kendall looked from him to us and said, "The one cringing is James, this is Logan, that's Carlos, and I'm Kendall."

"Uh, oh." I said, looking like I had never heard of them.

"Taurie? What're you talking about, we already knew who they were. Their first hit song is your ring tone, for crying out loud! Heck, you-"

I just kept smiling and lifted my foot, kicking Gwen hard in the shin to shut her up. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" She reached down for her leg and fell dramatically to the ground. "Ha ha, she was just, um, joking." I said, trying to sneak my way out of this situation. I was so anxious I barely heard the voice from at feet saying, "Taurie… I'm… Going… To… Kill… You…"

"Ha, ignore her." I said. She hit me in the back of the kneecap and I fell to the side before regaining myself, "Ha… Ha."

She sat up and I ignored the glare I got from her. Logan lent out a hand and was trying really hard not to burst out laughing.

"Well, oh I mean, why wouldn't you know have known who we were?" James said, sticking a Hercules pose at the end and nodding just to himself. Oh, James, the boy with exceptionally high self-esteem. Gwen brushed herself off and I said, "Alright, fine… Maybe I kind of, sort of, did… already know… who you were."

Awkward.

"Really?" Kendall stretched out the word, a pondering expression on his face, "Then if you do, you should have no problem knowing our last names." I rolled my eyes at his antics. "Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Logan Mitchell, and Carlos Garcia."

They blinked.

"Crap, she's right…" Carlos mumbled. "What?" I asked hesitantly, realizing that they actually were a tad taken back by the fact that a complete stranger knew their identities. I mean, wasn't it to be expected? I thought they were fairly big after all…

"I guess we're just not used to being in a 'big' band yet." Kendall said for them all.

"Oh." Gwen said suddenly, panicking over the thought that we had offended them or something.

"Alright," Kendall seemed to be doing most of the talking, "You know us. Now who're you?"

"And what choo doin' on our plane?!" James butted in.

This time, Gwen spoke up, "Uh, Gustavo, the manager guy, see, he came to one of, well, this concert thing we were participating in and said he thought we had 'potential'. Enough potential to fly to L.A. and record some demos."

"So here we are." I added, taking a few steps back and falling into a chair. We went through a could and for a split second, all I could see out of the corner of my eye was thick white fog.

I finished my sentence, "On a plane with the BTR guys."

"So wait…" Carlos trailed off. Everyone was waiting patiently for him to finish his thought. "So…" he looked at me first then at Gwen, "Neither of you are Taurus or Gwent?"

I exchanged a look with my friend and we both laughed. "Er, what?" I asked, through laughter. "Sorry, that's just Carlos and his poor listening skills." Kendall said. "Gustavo told us he had 'found new talent'." he put air quotes around the manager's words, "But the man has a tendency to leave out important specifics."

"I'm Taurie, and that's Gwen." I said with a friendly smile on my face. The whole time I was wondering if I was being too friendly and if I should 'bitch it up a little', as Gwen would put it. I saw her blush out of the corner of my eye, knowing how bashful she could be around guys. Especially ones in a band…

"So," Logan smirked and clapped his hands together. I should've guessed what was coming next… "You guys any good?" Gwen and I immediately looked at each other. "Well…" I was biting my lip. I was really awkward when I accepted compliments, let alone made them for myself. "Well, Gustavo got us plane tickets, didn't he?" Gwen gushed. I shot her a dagger glare that mentally screamed, "WTF, egotistical sounding much!?"

She only shrugged. "Hey, if James can get away with it, so can I." I opened my mouth but cut myself short. The girl had a point…

"Hey, I only do it when it's necessary!" he argued.

Carlos beamed, "So you gunna' sing us something or what?" I froze up.

James's POV…

I'm pretty sure we could all tell that they were both got nervous at the mention of singing a song. My eyes flickered to Gwen standing near Logan. By God, she was attractive. I mentally smacked myself. No James, no hooking up with co-workers! Bad! Gustavo will eat you! But then again… the four of us almost always found a way to get around the rules here…

Kendall's POV…

"Come on," I pressed, "Blow us away." They were hesitant, but at least they weren't so hesitant that they'd jump out of the plane…

Or were they?!

"I, um, er…" Taurie was biting her lip. It was cute.

What am I saying, I mentally scolded myself, I can't hook up with a co-worker! None of that even matters, none of us can. Gustavo specifically told us to stay away from his 'precious protégées'. He'd chew us up and spit us out!

But then again… as bad as it sounded, it wasn't like we really ever listened to him anyways…

Gwen's POV…

Taurie was more anxious about singing than I was. I had more experience under my belt, but she was still really good. And I think it was obvious; that they liked us. The guys, I mean.

I'd have to ask her once we reached the hotel, but I was sure that even Taur could notice it. Even if she did she might not want to talk about it though; partially because of shyness and partially because Taurie was never one to admit she was actually good at something, only things she was bad at. Maybe she just hated to sound like she was bragging. Even after we rocked the stage, she wouldn't fully admit that we had. Well if weren't good, we wouldn't be here right now. Gustavo would've stayed for the whole show to see if he could find someone better. But he knew he wouldn't and he knew we were it.

But anyways, that's how I came to the conclusion that this wasn't me being stuck-up, it was my best friend just being herself.

That's also how I came to the conclusion that Taurie must've been oblivious to the fact that they had taken a liking to us.

I could imagine it now…

"Taurie, the guys like us!" I would say.

She would blush and look away, mumbling in reply, "They like you, Gwen. I'm just wicked awkward."

Of course, I would let out an awkward laugh and reply with something that resembled a, "Thanks. And they do not think you're awkward!"

When what I really wanted to do was backhand her and scream, "People would kill to be in your position! You're not bragging! Stick-up for what you got!"

Taur really needed to see herself from everyone else's point of view. Like mine right now, because I could see perfectly well how much they approved of her, especially Kendall as questioned her about having a guitar.

"You play too?"

"Uh, um, pft, no- Okay, yeah."

Taurie was better than she gave herself credit for. I, on the other hand, was only giving myself the credit I deserved.

Hollywood was no place for low self-esteem.

Taurie's POV…

Secretly, I know that I don't give myself enough credit. I mean, if I sucked I wouldn't be on this plane right now. There really was no need for me to feel like this. But then again, no one likes a bragger.

James's POV…

If Gustavo went through all the trouble of getting them here, then they must be good. There really wasn't a reason for them to be so shy, even if a guy like me was around.

But then again, everyone loves a hot, nervous chick. Especially me.

Taurie's POV….

I opened my mouth, trying to argue my point about how singing right now on the plane was definitely not a good idea. But just then, as I did, we were all interrupted by a familiar booming voice over the jet speakers. "Buckle your seatbelts in and prepare to land. I don't want my little protégées flying around the cabin!"

And with that, Gustavo clicked off the microphone. I practically died of relief. "You're not getting out of it that easily." I heard and turned to see Kendall smirking at us. Damn it.

"Hey, I can see our apartment!" Carlos said from where he was looking out the window. I practically shoved him out of the way, putting both hands up on either side of the window. My legs folded up underneath me as I jumped up onto the chair. I was positioned like a dog, waiting for my treat to be thrown to me.

I got to be the dog, and L.A. was the cookie being tossed up to me as we approached the area where'd we'd be staying for the next few months.

"Whoops, er, sorry, Carlos…"

"No problem," he smiled and banged his helmet, "And they said this would never come in handy. Pshaw."


Dun, dun, da, DUUUUNNNNN! :D Next chapter things begin to pick up, promise. Why do I always have trouble uploading stuff?

Why am I so tired?

Why aren't I hungry?

Why am I asking all these questions!?

I am answer-less o.O & a tad insane from the pill I just took for my massive headache...

I SEE MOOSE.

Bahahahahahahahaha, kidding ;D

~Haley

P.S. I'm pretty sure my shirt's a goner :'( Sad.