Kristin ended up being called into her agent's office to set up appearances and more deals. As it turns out the agency was so pleased with the outcome of her screenplay, they wanted to know if she had any other ideas. Since she had been writing since she was 11, there were a lot of stories that were finished or could be tweaked. She was in her glory; all of her dreams were coming true.

As she came out of the office she checked her other messages, and was pleasantly surprised to have tons of texts and voicemails from the boys of Big Time Rush. She sent a mass text to them all letting them know that she was all right, the movie deal was still on, and they should meet her at the movie studio tomorrow at 10am for an initial read through. Her mood was so good that she was even brave enough to send an extra text to James that read: "I can't w8 2 c u 2marrow ;) xoxo – krissy"

When James got the text his eyes got large. Before he got too excited he noticed that all the boys began mentioning their relief at having heard from her. "Oh, so Krissy can't wait to see you guys either, huh," he said a little glumly.

"Who's Krissy," Carlos asked.

"Kristin…you know she can't wait to see us," James inquired.

"Well I hope she can't wait – it has been a while," Kendall reasoned.

"Wait, what? She didn't just text you that," James felt hope returning to him.

"No…she just told us she's okay and when to be at the studio," Logan said.

"HAHA! YES," James shouted while jumping up and punching the air.

He started doing flips and tricks and laughing ridiculously. The guys just watched in bewildered silence as he continued making an idiot of himself.

The next day Kristin must've changed her outfit a hundred thousand and one times…make that a hundred thousand and two. She finally decided on a gray and white top with a black vest, flared jeans, and a pair of black boots. By the time she added make up and curled her hair a bit she looked at the clock and found that it was almost 10:30 – she was massively late!

She booked it to the studio. When she finally got to the parking lot she saw the boys coming towards her. "Hi guys sorry I –"

"Sorry's not going to cut it," Kendall yelled.

"How could you do that to us," Carlos asked, genuinely hurt.

"We really trusted you," Logan commented.

James didn't say a word. He didn't even look at her.

"Whoa, whoa, what on earth are you guys talking about?"

"The screenplay Kristin," James finally spoke up in a dead voice, "you wrote us like we were self-obsessed jerks. Is that what you saw in us, after all the time we spent with you?"

"What," Kristin shouted shocked, "Oh no, no way. That is not what I wrote!"

"We read it with our own eyes in black and white," Kendall scoffed.

"If you have ever trusted me, trust me now and follow me," Kristin pleaded.

"Why," James looked straight into her eyes looking angry.

"Kendall, Logan I didn't have to help you with the kids, but I did – "

"Don't even hold that over us," Logan raised his voice.

"Let me finish," she shouted, "If I did all that without asking for anything in return and I didn't even know you then…just come on. Follow me…please."

She walked forward forcing the tears forming in her eyes to stay put; she didn't even bother to see if they followed her, she just hoped they did. Regardless of their presence she burst into the read-through room. "So that band you so-called got just –"

"Walked out! I know! What moron thought that they could change my vision for my script?"

"Woah now, Kristin!"

"Woah now nothing, who the heck did this? They aren't jerks, they are the sweetest guys on the planet, and they are ridiculously talented. Through my dream coming true I could help them achieve theirs…did someone have a problem with that? It fit so perfectly for the script and for real life."

"Yeah, but it was unrealistic."

"How is it unrealistic?"

"You wrote that one of the girls actually captures the heart of one of the band members. That doesn't happen in real life, come on. Sure she still calms down and realizes that she should let people in and yadda yadda yadda she can still get the guy of her dreams, but seriously? Never could happen. Ever."

"How's this for unrealistic? I own the rights to this, not you. If you don't believe in my vision, my reality if you will…then I walk. I'll find someone else to fund this."

"Good luck with that."

She turned around and gasped. The boys did follow her. They had heard the whole thing. Her heart swelled with joy to see that their death glares weren't for her anymore, but for the producer's behind her.

"Kristin, isn't this your dream though," Carlos encouraged.

"A promise is a promise," Logan added.

"And we are men of our word," Kendall finished.

"No way. I am a woman of integrity and I'm not having you guys portrayed as something your not. No one will want to buy your album or become your fan if they think you're jerks."

Kristin started ushering them out, but James wouldn't move. He was still glaring at the others in the room that were crushing Kristin's dream. "So you don't think it's possible for a celebrity to love a fan," he asked the producers.

"Not a snowball's chance in hell," the head producer laughed.

"Krissy?"

"Yeah James?"

"Are you a fan of Big Time Rush?"

"Huge, why?"

James turned to her and stroked the side of her face before kissing her deeply. Kristin melted at his touch, and when he kissed her she was a goner. The whole room faded, the only thing that existed in that moment was the feeling of James' lips on hers. As suddenly as it had happened James parted slightly from her and then kissed her lightly on the lips again. "Show's what you know," he said to the head producer and he put an arm around a very dazed Kristin and led her out of the studio.