This chapter is basically leading up to the next one. I really wanted to put some Riley and Carlos fluff, and eventually I'll have fluff with Riley and everyone. Enjoy!


The boys were at the studio, learning and practicing the dance for the first song on their next album. Riley found it a lot easier to learn the moves when the other four were learning it with him. It was still hard though. Riley was better at singing, and dancing took a lot more practice. He was concentrating so hard on perfecting the moves, he didn't even notice how late it was until James said, "Can we leave now? I have a date at 7:00!"

"Yeah," Kendall agreed, "Jo and I have plans tonight."

"Me too," Logan added, "Camille and I were gonna hang out."

"Ugh!" Gustavo grunted, "You dogs need to learn how to not have social lives." Kendall, Logan and James gave him an apologetic look. Gustavo sighed, "Fine, you guys have it down pretty well anyway, but don't forget about the second song I gave you!" he called to them as they frantically ran out of the building.

Back at the Palmwoods, Logan and Kendall had already left, Katie and Ms. Knight went to see a movie, and James called Carlos into their room.

"Um, what do you want?" Carlos asked, confused.

"So, my date's guinea pig has rickets or something, so she canceled on me," James answered, "so I'm going to take this extra time by teaching you about how to have game."

"I'm not sure I'm okay with that," Carlos said.

"Like that matters," James laughed as he grabbed some of his old clothes.

"Okay," he continued, "a huge part about having game, is to have your own style and be yourself, so we're going change everything about you and make you more like me."

"Because that makes since," Carlos said sarcastically under his breath.

"I've decided that you're now going to be a bad boy," James said as he threw a leather jacket at his friend's face.

"Umm," Carlos said as he pulled the jacket off his face, "I've tried the bad boy look before, it didn't work out. Somehow I turned British halfway through."

"That's because you weren't doing it right," James said as he threw more clothes at the smaller boy, "put these on and I'll teach you about how to act." After a few minutes, Carlos was fully dressed, clad in leather and studs.

"Y'know, I could get used to this!" Carlos said as he did a couple poses in the mirror.

"See! You're already getting used to your new self!" James exclaimed, "Now, when you see a girl, you cannot approach them! I know your usual style is to run into them, freak out, tell them you love them and then run away, but that doesn't work. When you see a girl, you have to lean back like this," James leaned back, supporting himself with his elbows on the dresser, and put one foot over the other, "put your sunglasses on, look away, and wait for them to come to you."

"But... What if they don't come to me?" Carlos asked, finding flaws in the technique.

"Then you're not doing it right," James said, "once the girl does approach you, she'll start talking to you. whenever she asks a question, never give a definite answer. For example, if she asks, 'OMG! Do you like me dress' you say, 'I guess,' or 'maybe' or 'sure'. Never say anything other than those words,"

"Why not?" Carlos asked.

"Because then your personality will mess it up," James said.

"Okay, so I should never approach a girl and never give her definite answers, right?" Carlos asked.

"Good!" James said, "You're catching on!"

"Now what?" Carlos asked again, "Do we field test this or something?"

"Oh no," James chucked, "you still need one more thing." He took out a stick that was white and black, Carlos thought it was a miniature magic wand, "Guyliner!"

"What the hell is that!" Carlos exclaimed.

"Guyliner," James said again, "guy eyeliner." James sat down next to Carlos on his bed and started jabbing at his friend's eye with the magic wand stick.

"Dude!" Carlos screamed as he tried to dodge the attacks.

"Would you just hold still for a second!" James yelled as he grabbed the sides of Carlos' face and looked at his eyes.

"Is everyone okay?" Riley yelled as he ran into the room, he then stopped when he noticed one of his friends gazing into the other's eyes. He sighed and said, "Well, this was inevitable," he turned around, "I'm not going to judge or anything because I believe that love is love, but can you please keep your dirty business off the couch? That's where I sleep and I already had to chase Kendall and Jo off it today, and I don't want to have to keep flipping the cushions. Mkay?" James and Carlos jumped away from each other and screamed.

"No! No! No!" James yelled, "it's not what it looks like!"

"Yeah! He was just putting guyliner on me!" Carlos clarified. Riley turned back around and let out a small laugh, "Because that's not gay at all! Anyways, you're doing it all wrong." Riley walked back into the room and grabbed the eyeliner out of James' hand, "You don't want to fricken stab his damn eye out with it! You want to gently glide it along the edge of his eyelid over and over until it is dark enough." Riley demonstrated until Carlos had perfectly applied guyliner.

"Wow!" James exclaimed, "That looks great! Where did you learn to do that?"

"Umm... My sister would always have her friends over and they'd do makeovers, and I picked some of the technique up." Riley said. Before the two boys could ask anymore questions, James got a text.

"Aw yeah!" he yelled, " I gotz a date tonight!"

"But I thought her guinea pig had rickets," Carlos questioned.

"Rule #12 in the book of playah: always have a back up date," James said as he grabbed his coat and ran out the door. Carlos and Riley stood around awkwardly for a minute, until Riley broke the silence, "So... you're forever alone too?"

"Yeah," he responded, "I've just never been very good with girls, that's why James dressed me up like this."

"I'm like opposite of that," Riley responded, "I always become such great friends with girls, but I'm always in the friend zone."

"I've never even had a girlfriend," Carlos said, "Well, that's not entirely true, Gustavo once hired this girl to pretend to date me so she would break my heart so I would sing better on the break up song."

"That's just wrong," Riley said, shocked.

"Yeah, but when they told me, she said that she actually did want to go out with me, for real," Carlos continued.

"That's nice," Riley said optimistically.

"But then she told me she didn't like corndogs," Carlos said, "so I had to break up with her."

"Well obviously," Riley responded, "she is probably and alien sent here to destroy the world. And you do NOT want that emotional baggage." Carlos looked at him confused.

"No human being would dislike corndogs," Riley explained. Carlos nodded.

"Do you want to play some video games?" Carlos asked.

"Fo sheezies!" Riley said, Carlos assumed that meant "for sure".

They proceeded to play video games for a while, until they both got bored.

"Ugh!" Riley groaned, "We need lives!"

"I know right!" Carlos agreed, but then he got a idea, "hey, Riley, you're an awesome cook, right?"

"I like to think so," Riley asked, not quite sure where this was going.

"You should teach me!" Carlos excitedly said as he ran to the kitchen and grabbed an apron and chef's hat.

"Um, okay, why do you want to learn to cook all of the sudden?" Riley asked.

"I love to cook, but I don't really have a good variety of recipes and the guys always make fun of me for wanting to take a cooking class," Carlos said.

"Oh god," Riley said, "I hate that everyone is all like 'women belong in the kitchen! Make me a sammich, bitch!' first of all, it's super disrespectful to women, and second, what if a guy likes to cook? Everyone just calls him a woman. Society sucks."

"I know!" Carlos said.

"So, what do you want to cook?" Riley asked as he put on an apron.

"Umm, I don't know..." Carlos said. They two boys talked for a while and decided to make macaroons, donuts, Riley's special organic turkey burgers, and homemade corndogs. However, they didn't have any of the ingredients they needed, so they went to make a quick stop at the grocery store. On their way back, though, they ran into the Jennifers, who were standing right in their way.

"Yeah yeah," Riley said, trying to get past them, "you don't want to go out with me. Can you please get out of the way?" Carlos and Riley tried to walk past the three girls, but they kept on stepping in the way.

"Actually," the brunette Jennifer said, "we want to talk to you, Riley."

"Why?" Riley asked with no desire to talk to them.

"We think you're cute," the blonde Jennifer said. Carlos dropped his bags in shock while Riley just looked annoyed.

"And we were wondering which one of us you wanted to go out with," the curly haired Jennifer said. Carlos smiled and started poking Riley.

"None," Riley said bluntly, "now if you'll excuse me, I have some macaroons to make." Carlos looked disappointed.

"Umm, you can't just do that," the blonde Jennifer said, grabbing his wrist so he couldn't walk away.

"Yeah, we're the Jennifers, no one just says no to us," the brunette Jennifer said.

"Well I just did," Riley said, escaping Jennifer's grip.

"Well, why not!" the curly haired Jennifer whined.

"Because you guys are mean, and I don't really want to be in a relationship right now. In case you haven't noticed, I'm kind of trying to be in a successful singing group, and that's taking up most of my time," Riley said. Carlos just continued to watch the scene in shock.

"Oh Please," the blonde Jennifer said, "we not looking for a relationship, we just want to know which one of us you'd make out with." Carlos' jaw dropped to the floor.

"As I said before: None," Riley said, getting incredibly annoyed.

"I'll make out with any of you!" Carlos jumped in.

"Carlos, no," Riley said, "you're better than this. Let's go upstairs and I'll teach you how to cook." Riley dragged Carlos away as he screamed, "I LOVE YOU JENNIFER!"

"Dude!" Carlos yelled when the elevator door closed, "Do you realize how hard it is to get the Jennifers to notice you? And they just walked up to you on a silver platter, and you said no!" Carlos smacked Riley upside the head.

"Ow!" Riley rubbed his head, "Believe me, you don't want to get caught up in that mess."

"YES I DO!" Carlos whined, "Why would you say no to them?"

"Someday you'll understand," Riley said.

"Oh great," Carlos said as he crossed his arms, "is this one of those, 'when you're older, you'll understand' teachable moments Logan always throws at me?"

"Sure," Riley said as they got out of the elevator on their floor. While Carlos was visibly angry, once they started to cook, he got over it.

About an hour and a half passed, and the two smaller boys were laying on the couch.

"So. Full!" Carlos yelled out.

"Oh my god!" Riley said, "Eating all that was NOT a good idea!"

"If my stomach explodes and my guts splatter all over the wall, tell Ms. Knight I'm sorry for making a mess," Carlos said.

"I would, but mine might explode too," Riley said. Logan then walked in and noticed his friends looking sickly.

"Oh my," Logan said as he grabbed a thermometer, assuming they had food poisoning or something, "what did you guys eat?"

"Everything," Carlos and Riley moaned back.

"What?" Logan asked.

"I taught Carlos how to make macaroons, donuts, turkey burgers and corndogs, and we made extra for you guys, but we ate them all," Riley said right before he rolled over in pain, thinking about all that food.

"Logan!" Carlos said, dramatically flopping towards Logan and grabbing his hand, "if I die tonight, tell my parents I love them."

"Sure," Logan said, wiping the flour off his hand.

"Hey guys!" Kendall cheerfully yelled as he walked through the door, "I just had the best night!" the blonde plopped down on the couch.

"First, we had a nice picnic in the park," Kendall started. Riley and Carlos groaned at the thought of food, "then we just laid down and looked at the stars," Kendall continued, not caring about the obvious pain the two were in.

"Isn't that what you and Jo do, like, every night?" Logan asked as he cleaned up the mess in the kitchen.

"Well, yeah," Kendall said, "but it was still fun." James then busted through the front door.

"RILEY!" he screamed, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

"A lot of things," Riley said, "what's your problem?"

"The Jennifers told me what happened earlier tonight!" James responded.

"Yeah, so?" Riley asked, not concerned with anything other than the fact that his stomach was about to explode.

"What happened earlier tonight?" Logan asked.

"The Jennifers practically threw themselves at Riley, and he said no!" James answered.

"What?" Kendall asked, shocked.

"I know!" James screamed, "Nobody says no to the Jennifers!"

"Well I did," Riley says, getting annoyed. James paused for a second, then startled everyone by screaming, "WHY?"

"Because I don't like the Jennifers," Riley responded.

"WHY?" James repeated.

"Because they're always so mean to everyone at the Plamwoods, and they think they're so great, and they're just annoying," Riley said.

"I can't even..." James said, shaking his head, "I gotta go to bed, I can't process this right now," and he walked into his room.

"Did that really happen?" Logan asked.

"Yeah," Carlos said, "I was there, it was like we were in the Twilight Zone or something."

"I can't believe that happened," Kendall said, "the Jennifers never throw themselves at anyone. Oh damn, because you said no to them, they're probably gonna be pissed. You better watch your back."

"Eh," Riley shrugged, "what's the worst they could do?"

After a while, Ms. Knight and Katie got home and went straight to bed, Logan and Kendall fell asleep, Carlos crawled his way into his bedroom, and Riley made his "couch" bed and fell asleep, planning on never eating ever again.

For a week, everything was routine, Riley would wake up before everyone else, Kendall would run off to see Jo, Logan and Camille would break up and then get back together within the hour, James would help Carlos with his "bad boy" look, but eventually Carlos dropped it because the boots he had to wear were too heavy and he wasn't allowed to wear his helmet, the Jennifers would glare at Riley whenever they saw him, Big Time Rush recorded their new song and Riley owned the bridge, and then Riley would go to sleep after everyone else. However, this all changed one fateful morning.


Whaaaat? What's gonna happen? No one knows, but there are various clues in each chapter. I'm gonna start writing it right after I post this, so it shouldn't be too long before the next chapter is up.