.:Chapter Twenty-One – How to give New York a Rush PART 3:.

"We have time, there's no big rush." ~Jimi Hendrix

"We have, like, all day to do whatever we want and we're in New York," Kendall said as he pulled back the curtain in the sitting area of the guys' suite. He leaned against the windowsill as he looked down on the streets, watching people walk by. "What do you guys want to do?"

"I can tell you one thing you don't want to do," James spoke up. "You don't want to go and try and watch the Jacksons rehearse." He let out a low whistle as he rubbed the back of his neck. He explained as Carlos, Logan, and Kendall turned to him, all having expressions of confusion on their faces. "I went to go watch them rehearse for the show tonight, since I wanted to get some pointers on performing. But their Dad basically blocked me from the door saying that I would be nothing but a distraction to them and that none of us were allowed in."

"Their Dad is pretty intimidating." Carlos agreed, tugging at the laces of his shoes. "It's no wonder that Gustavo doesn't like him, I wouldn't want to be around him much either."

"Thank god we have a choice." Logan added. "I don't know, I just think that if you're a manager that's that invested in their career, to the point that you won't let them have any visitors, something's wrong with them." He added and then shrugged before scratching his neck, changing the subject. "Where are Mama Knight and Katie?"

"Out shopping or something, I'd bet." Kendall replied with a shrug. "Or they went sight-seeing." He turned from the window. "Come on, guys, there has to be something that we can do." James smiled as a mischievous smile slid onto Kendall's face.

"This isn't the PalmWoods, dude, I think we could actually get kicked out if you try and do something with the manager of this hotel." James reminded him. "Plus, Gustavo and Kelly would kill us if we get bad press that way. But," he seemed to mull it over. "Any news is good news, so that may work to our advantage."

"Yeah, and then we'd be kicked off of Rocque records a few months after we released our first CD," Carlos snorted. "'Cause that's such a good idea. I don't know about you guys, but I actually like to sing and dance for people."

"Then become a Chippendale."

The four boys turned and noticed Riley and Rhuben standing in the doorway of the hotel room. It was silent for a moment; Rhuben shuffled her feet as she looked around the suite. Riley scratched the side of her neck before lifting her hand in what was supposed to be a greeting.

"The door was open." She said in explanation.

"It's alright," Kendall finally said. "Come on in.

"Actually, we're here to see Logan." Rhuben replied and then turned her gaze to the smart boy. "It's Friday and since we were never able to hang out the past few times that you had asked, we were wondering," she motioned between herself and her twin. "If you had time to take that rain-check."

For a second, Logan wasn't sure what she was talking about. But then he flashed back to the first time that they had dinner over at the guys' apartment when he asked if they wanted to hang out. They had something to do and couldn't do it. The three other times they had been invited for dinner at apartment 2J they said the same thing. They had something to do and they needed to take a rain-check. But now, they had time to hang out, and he was going to jump at the chance, so he could become their friend again. So things could go back to normal.

"Yeah, I have the time." Logan smiled, but then looked confused. "I thought that you were hanging out with Dak today."

Riley laughed quietly as Rhuben's face went blank. "That wasn't going to happen." Riley said after a minute. "Anyway, let's go, we don't have a lot of time before we have to get to sound check and everything." She looked over at James, Carlos, and Logan. "We'll see you guys later." She said before disappearing from the doorway, Rhuben following them.

"So where are we going to go first?" Logan asked as he shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. "I don't think it would matter, I'm sure that the stores are going to be really expensive." He stopped short, almost crashing into Rhuben, who had stopped walking. "What? What's wrong?"

Rhuben let out a quiet breath through her nose before lightly turning her head to look at her sister. Riley looked back at her out of the corner of her eye, looked at the ceiling, and then looked back at her once more. Rhuben did the same movement with her eyes before reaching her hand into her back pocket. She pulled her wallet out of her pocket and then flipped it open before pulling out thin card. She put her wallet back in her pocket and held the card in her hand for a moment before turning around and handing it out to Logan. Logan reached forward and took it; he raised the card up to his face and recognized it as his debit card.

"We found it on the way to your room." Rhuben muttered. "You might want to check to see if it's been used." She tilted her head back. "We're just going to walk around, catch up, things like that. I mean, since we haven't seen each other in eight years."

"I can't believe it's been that long." Logan agreed. "I remember when we used to get in trouble all the time. If I remember correctly, it was always your fault." He added, pointing to Riley.

She merely shrugged. "Old habits are hard to break." She replied.

The three left the hotel and started to aimlessly wander around the next few blocks. Logan dragged them into FAO Schwarz, wanting to check out some of the science experiments and science kits that they had there, but Riley and Rhuben opted to play on the giant piano, very loudly, until he went over to mess with it as well. They then went to an ice-cream parlor and Logan listened for a few moments as Riley and Rhuben quietly argued over which flavor to get, before he finally offered just to get a Neapolitan so they could each get one flavor for one price.

As they continued to hang out, Logan watched as the twin girls loosened up a little bit. They even started to laugh at some of the stories that Logan had told them about when he had first gotten to Minnesota. Of course, as the stories were about the things that he had gotten himself into, they were laughing at him, but it was nice to see them acting differently.

They're starting to act like the friends that I remember. Logan smiled to himself as they stopped at a sunglasses stand and started to try on a few pairs. I'm glad they're having fun. He laughed as Rhuben picked up a large pair of sunglasses and put it over her eyes before giving an exaggerated modeling pose. Riley pulled her phone from her pocket and held her arm out to take a picture of it when a teenage girl, about their age, walked by them, bumping into Riley, almost causing her to drop her phone. The girl's purse fell to the ground.

"Watch where you're going!" The girl snapped, grabbing her purse off the ground.

"Sorry, but you ran into me, mate" Riley snapped back, immediately switching to her Australian accent. "So why don't you watch where you're going?"

"Obviously you're not from around here," the girl continued, sticking her nose up in the air.

"What gave you that idea?" Rhuben asked, removing the sunglasses from her face, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"'Cause if you were, you'd know who to mess with and who not to mess with." She looked the two girls up and down. "Yeah, you're definitely not from around here," she sneered, taking in their clothes. "'Cause even the dogs know how to dress better than you." She turned on her heel and started to clack away.

Rhuben's lower jaw moved to the side, and she let out a light laugh before a slightly perturbed look slid onto her face. "I'm gonna kill her." She said as she started to move forward.

"Not if I get to her first." Riley agreed.

"Stop," Logan reached out and grabbed onto their arms, holding them still. "I don't think it's a good idea if you do that, you know, considering the fact that news travels fast. If they get a word of this, you'll probably be in trouble." He slowly let go of their arms, not sure if they were going to listen to him.

"Aww," Riley smirked as she lightly draped an arm around her twin's shoulders. "Isn't that cute, Rhubes? He thought that we were actually going to hurt her."

"That's so funny." Rhuben added, slowly smiling. It dropped after a second. "That's the problem with the media nowadays." She looked over at Riley and the two of them spoke in unison.

"It makes you look like something you're not."

"What?" Logan's face screwed up in confusion.

"Listen," Rhuben licked her lips. "We would never intentionally hurt someone over something like that. But you thought we would, because of our appearance and the way that we're portrayed in the media. Am I right?" Logan looked down at his feet. Rhuben's face softened a little. "Don't worry about it, you're not the first person that's ever done that."

"And you're not going to be the last." Riley chimed in with Rhuben, so they spoke at the same time. Rhuben looked over at Riley and nodded. The two looked at each other. "Stop that!" They rolled their eyes before turning back to Logan.

Riley let out a sigh, running her hands through her hair. "We know that you want to be our friend again," she said slowly. "And…well," she crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at her feet. "We want that too, but…we don't really know how to be a friend."

"Because of your job?" Logan guessed.

"Exactly." Riley replied quickly, willing herself not to look at Rhuben for her reaction. "We were on tour all year last year, and before then, we had done nothing but work on our albums, do promotions, press junkets, appearances, and tour. Basically we haven't had any time to even try and become friends with anyone. It's a miracle that we've kept the ones that we have back home. I don't see how they can put up with us."

"Well," Logan beamed. "You don't have to worry about that anymore." His smiled widened when Riley and Rhuben looked at each other and then gave tiny smiles back in reply. He moved forward and gave the two of them a hug, glad that they didn't immediately try to pull away as they had done before.

Unfortunately, he missed the look of doubt that flashed through their eyes.

Katie was walking back to the hotel with her mother when Lizzie, out of nowhere, ran up to her and grabbed her arms, bouncing up and down. Patrick and Noah casually strolled up after her, amused by Lizzie's constant excitement.

"Hey, girl, are you ready to go?" Lizzie asked enthusiastically.

"Go where?" Katie asked, looking at Lizzie as if she were crazy, silently willing her to stop swinging her arms up and down.

"Sightseeing, shopping, everywhere!" Lizzie threw her hands into the air, her blonde hair flying around her face. "The world is our oyster!"

Katie turned and looked at her mother, suddenly having a flashback of the girl at the PalmWoods, Molly, who had been about as hyperactive as Lizzie was, but in a more sweet way. It turned out that Molly was a con-artist that was trying to pass herself off as a little girl in Hollywood to get some acting jobs; maybe this girl was a deranged as that one was. Mrs. Knight noticed Katie's horrified look and laughed as she pulled her purse up her shoulder.

"Oh Katie, relax." She said, placing a hand on her daughter's head.

"She doesn't bite, anyway." Patrick added with a warm smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"You need to have some more girlfriends anyway." Mrs. Knight lightly pushed her daughter towards Lizzie, Patrick and Noah. "I have to meet up with Ronan, Gustavo, Kelly, and Robert to go over some last minute stuff for the show tonight, anyway. I'll meet you all back at Planet Hollywood."

"Cheerio." Noah said with a wave.

"Bye."

Katie moved her mouth to the side as she watched her mother walk away. She turned back to Lizzie, Patrick, and Noah, not sure what to say. It didn't matter though; Lizzie moved to her side, looped her arm through hers, and started off down the sidewalk.

"So, I say that we should start at Central Park." Lizzie said, not giving anyone much of a choice. "Then we can go see Times Square."

"Do you think we'll have time to do all of that?" Noah asked, moving his hair from his face. "And get back in time for our sound check and everything?"

"If we keep walking, we should be able to." Lizzie replied.

"Is she always this-"

"Crazy? Hyper?" Patrick guessed, sticking out his tongue at Lizzie as she turned and tried to take a swipe at him. He took a large step back out of her reach. "Yeah, but that's what's cool about her. She can be girly when she wants and she can be a tomboy when she wants, so it's an even balance. It's cool." He looked at his watch. "I vote that the first place we go to is the NBA store."

"If the only thing that's in the NBA store is basketball stuff, I'll have to pass." Katie said after a second of thought. "It's New York; we need to have some fun while we're out here." She used her free hand and lightly tapped her chin as she thought about it. "Mmm, what could we do?" Her eyes lit up. "Oh! I know we could play some pranks on the people in Central Park." She suggested.

"Sounds like a plan to me." Lizzie agreed with a grin.

Katie was shocked for a moment. Most of the time, her friends back home thought that she was immature for wanting to play pranks or make money instead of go shopping or watch some sports teams play some sort of game. She could care less about that kind of stuff, cause there was always time for it. But there's wasn't always a lot of time to make some mischief or plan a way to make some money. But it was like Patrick just said, Lizzie wasn't a normal girl, sure she was hyperactive, but that didn't mean that she had to judge her so quickly.

"But first," Patrick turned and pointed to an ice cream stand that they were walking close to. "Let's get some food." He turned and gave the two girls a smile. "It'll be on us of course." He added, motioning over to Noah, who smiled and nodded.

"Chocolate for me." Katie said with a nod.

"Same." Lizzie added.

The boys went and ordered some ice cream, bringing it back to the girls before biting into their own. Patrick took a large bite before he winced, holding a finger to his forehead. "Oh, crap." He winced again

"Brain freeze?" Noah asked.

"Yep." Patrick nodded before taking another bite of his ice cream. "Oh, God. I hate those."

Noah shrugged."I'm not sure why, but I don't get brain freezes."

Probably because you don't have much to freeze."

Noah scowled before reaching up and bringing Patrick's head down into a headlock. Patrick laughed and moved his free hand up to try and move his brother's arm from around his neck. The two spun in a few quick circles, locked together. Lizzie continued to eat her ice cream, as if completely oblivious to what was going on around her. Katie, who was watching, tilted her head to the side, slightly concerned.

"Do all guys act this stupid?" she asked.

"Just about," Lizzie agreed. "Maybe next time it should just be you and me."

"That's a good idea." Katie surprised herself by meaning it. She found herself smiling as she finished up her ice cream and waited for the boys to finish theirs. It took a bit as they continuously took jabs at each other, causing the other to laugh. "It'll just be the girls, no boys allowed."

"That'll go over great," Noah said sarcastically. "You'll just be bored without us there."

"Sorry, I didn't hear you." Katie apologized, turning her head. "What did you say?"

Noah fell silent and Patrick quickly jumped in, "It was nothing." He said quickly. "Nothing important anyway." He tossed his half-eaten of carton away into the trash can. "We were going to Central Park, right?" He started to speed-walk down the street. Noah followed at a slower pace as Katie and Lizzie brought up the rear.

"Did I say something wrong?" Katie asked as she and Lizzie hurried to catch up with them.

"Nah, they're just secretive people," Lizzie reassured her. "And they're probably nervous for the show tonight. But, they're your friends, so it's not like you should take it to heart."

Katie stopped short. "They're my friends?" she asked.

"Yeah," Lizzie agreed, turning to her. "And I am too." She blushed and looked at her feet. "Well, at least, I hope I am."

Katie smiled at her and the two caught up to the twin boys. "So are you excited for your guys' show tonight?" she asked them, changing the subject. "It should be really cool. I've never been to a place like Planet Hollywood before. I heard that they get a lot of celebrities there."

"You seem to talk about making money and meeting celebrities a lot." Noah commented.

"Well, yeah, I mean, isn't it cool to meet a lot of people that you thought only existed on, like, a movie screen?"

Patrick suddenly whirled around, looking angry all of a sudden. "You don't get it do you?" He shook his head.

Katie stayed silent, and he continued.

"You don't get what it's like to have to constantly be moving, to try and please other people. You don't get what it's like to be on tour for a year and then go back home and have some of your closest friends move on without you. You don't get what it's like to work, maybe, fifteen hour days, and then be told to constantly push yourself harder and harder until you want to collapse. It's not all fun and games." Katie crossed her arms over her chest as she looked away from him. "So the next time you say that I'm lucky to be doing what I'm doing, you might want to fucking think again, boofhead." He turned to Noah, who stood quietly behind him. "C'mon Buddy."

Noah looked over at Katie and shrugged before following his brother.

"Great job, dogs!" Gustavo declared after the performance that night. The two bands had performed their four songs to a lot of positive feedback. They had just been signing autographs for the past hour, but now they had a chance to stop and eat dinner. They hadn't really seen any of the adults that night, but they were probably busy answering questions from the press. "I knew you had it in you, well, maybe not exactly, but still I knew it was somewhere."

"Thanks Gustavo," Kendall said with a light roll of his eyes.

"Don't think that you're going to get off too easy, though," Gustavo added as he glared at Kendall, Logan, Carlos, and James. "When we get back to LA, you're going to have to work even harder when it comes to promoting your CD. I have a lot of appearances for you guys to go on." He then turned to the Jacksons, who were sitting quietly at the table, eating their dinner. "And I have a lot of stuff for you guys to do too."

"Thanks for the head's up on that," Rhuben remarked. "But it might have to wait a little bit.

"WHY?!" Gustavo barked.

"We have to go back home and do our own promotion and stuff." Riley replied, slowly turned to look at him. She shrugged. "We don't know the scheduling yet, but you can take it up with our Dad if you really want." She smirked as Gustavo's face turned a little red from the effort to keep himself from screaming.

"I hate that guy!" Gustavo declared before storming away from the table.

"He's not the only one." Sydney muttered under his breath. Since the music was so loud, no one had heard him. Gustavo's visit didn't really put a damper on their mood; it was already so high from the adrenaline that was still coursing through their veins. "So how do you guys think you did?" He asked, leaning forward in his seat so Big Time Rush could hear him.

"Uh, amazing!" James replied with a proud smile. "Did you hear all of those fans screaming my name?"

"You do realize that most of them were girls and it's because they solely judge you on your looks, right?" Riley asked, using her fork to push a bunch of French-fries around her plate. James gave her an incredulous look.

"And you think that's a bad thing?"

Carlos laughed and balled up a napkin, tossing it into James' face. He took the time to look around Planet Hollywood and spotted his friends. Once he was sure that it was them, he stood up in his seat and waved his arms over his head, loudly calling them over. He didn't sit down until they were halfway to the table and half of the restaurant was staring at him.

"I think I'm starting to understand why you guys try to keep him from doing things like this." Rhuben remarked as she held a hand over her face, whether it was from annoyance or embarrassment no one was sure.

"Now you know how we feel." Kendall muttered.

"Hey," Jo beamed as she, Stephanie, Camille, Katie, Lizzie, and Dak walked over to them. "You guys did such an amazing job!" They crowded around the table. "Do you guys now have time to talk to us since you're such big stars now?"

"Come on, you know that we would never leave you guys hanging like that." Kendall said as he pushed back his chair, allowing Katie to sit on his lap. "So what did you think of the show?" He asked her. Katie merely shrugged, looking unimpressed.

"Meh, I thought that you guys could do better." She said and then laughed when Kendall adopted a look of fake-hurt. "I'm kidding; you guys know that you rocked."

"She's right," Dak agreed. "I don't think I've seen people improve so much so fast." He nodded. "You definitely have some talent and I think that the fans that were here tonight can vouch for that. If I'm not mistaken, there are some trends on ScuttleButter going around already."

"Ooh, famous on ScuttleButter." Logan said sarcastically. "Sounds like every man's dream come true."

"Depending on what it's for," Stephanie reminded him. "It's good that it's for an achievement as big as this rather than-"

"Rather than the time that Dak got highlights in his hair, for a role, and it was plastered all over ScuttleButter for weeks." Lizzie broke in, always having to find a way to tease her brother at least once in every conversation. Dak rolled his eyes as the other laughed.

"I remember that," Riley said wistfully. "I called you Goldilocks for weeks, Teen Icon. You have to admit that was a good one." Dak smiled and nodded, agreeing with her. He then stood up and started to look around the restaurant. "Sorry, are we boring you?"

"No," Dak shook his head as he turned back to the others. "I was just looking for someone. I met a friend at the audition that I had," he explained. "And I invited him to come along as a guest to the show and he was here a minute ago. Anyway, "he shrugged. "I was thinking that you guys would like to meet him."

"Well, if he's your friend than he must be fine." Patrick said with a shrug. "Sure, we'd like to meet him."

"What does he do?" Kendall asked, taking a bite of his hamburger. "I mean, you said that he was at an audition that you were at. Is he an actor?"

"Yeah," Dak nodded. "Right now he works on a kid's TV show and he's thinking of branching out." He turned and then waved an arm. "Oh, here he is." Dak waited for a few moments before WayneWayne appeared at his side. As soon as they saw him, Kendall, Logan, Carlos, James, Katie, and Camille all seemed to stiffen. Even under the bright lights, WayneWayne paled a little bit when he saw them, but stayed silent. "Guys, this is WayneWayne," Dak introduced, seemingly oblivious to the tension that had just arisen. "WayneWayne, these are my friends Riley, Rhuben, Patrick, Noah, and Sydney," The Jacksons waved each time their name was called. Dak then turned to Big Time Rush. "And this is-"

"We met!" Kendall practically spat.

"Well, that was a complete 180 in his emotions." Sydney remarked.

"I know, right?" Rhuben agreed, causing Sydney to smile.

Dak looked confused at Kendall's sudden hostility. "Oh, you have?"

"Yep," James popped the 'p' on the word. "He was the one that tried to kick Kendall out of the band a while back." Jo, Stephanie, and Lizzie turned to Camille for clarification and she merely nodded in reply. Things weren't just awkward for the guys; they were awkward for her as well. She used to be best friends with WayneWayne, and had felt badly when he was humiliated in front of the guys. She had kept in touch with him through Skype and texts every now and then, but had never mentioned it to the other guys, knowing that they would be upset about it.

Logan's eyes narrowed slightly. "You haven't heard about that?" He asked. Rhuben shot him a look; he looked back at her but continued. "I mean, you're working with Gustavo too, he didn't tell you?"

Dak shuffled his feet, a little uncomfortable. "I don't' work as closely with Gustavo as I used to, so no. Some things he doesn't tell me, some things he does. All I knew about you guys before working with you was what they've told me." He said, motioning to the Jacksons. "I don't think they knew about him either."

"Nope," Riley agreed, keeping her eyes diverted. She studied WayneWayne. "But, I think I may have seen you before."

"You might have." WayneWayne replied vaguely. He turned to Camille and smiled. "It's nice to see you again, Camille. How have you been?"

"I've been good," Camille smiled and nodded in reply. She then shrugged. "I still haven't booked many acting jobs or anything, but I've been good. Hey," she reached out and lightly touched his arms. "Fingers crossed, I have a new audition coming up next week." WayneWayne smiled and nodded and then looked at his feet. "Logan," Camille turned from WayneWayne and placed her hand on Logan's arm, getting his attention. "Can I steal you for a minute? I just want to ask you something." Logan nodded and Camille moved her hand down to his, pulling him away from their friends and through the crowded restaurant. When they finally reached an empty spot of the room, Camille turned and gave Logan a nervous smile. "Could you ask me on a date?"

Logan wasn't expecting that to come out of her mouth, but it did. He expected her to ask him something completely irrelevant, something about their performance, even something about their homework. But not that. Camille bit her lower lip in worry as she waited for his answer.

"I've never been asked… to ask out on a date." he said with a soft smile.

"I'll buy the dinner and everything." Camille said quickly. "Just help me, please. And I'll wash your clothes, and even iron them for a month." She started to sound even more pathetic and desperate as each second passed. She hated herself for it, but it was the only thing that she could think of to try and get what she wanted, but by not being completely pushy about it.

"You really don't have to." Logan said. He noticed the disappointment on her face and rushed to continue. "Will you go out with me? Sometime after I catch up on all of my homework when we get back?" Camille had turned her face away, but she slowly looked back at him, obviously trying not to let a smile escape.

"What? She asked.

"Will you go out with me?" he repeated.

"I was… You don't have to pity me." Camille said after a minute. "I was just in need of a favor. You don't have to go with it."

"I don't need you to ask for a favor or wash my clothes for me to go on a date with you. I really want to go out with you." Logan insisted.

"It's just; Jo has really been getting on my case about asking you out instead of waiting for you to ask me." She explained.

"Camille, listen to me." he said, holding her arm. Camille looked at him. He was looking directly into her eyes. She had never realized how brown his eyes were. They went well with his tall, dark and handsome look and added a factor of mystery and cuteness. Exactly what she liked about him. "Camille, please go out with me. I don't care if you came to me first to ask for a favor. I wanted to ask you out actually, but I guess I never had the courage to do so."

"You wanted to go out with me?" Camille asked back. She was sure that he was going to change his mind because she sounded like an idiot. "Yeah. I'll go out with you."

"Great." he smiled.

A/N: So, I tried to show more of Riley's and Rhuben's relationship as well as Patrick's and Noah's in this chapter. Again, it looks like the story is focusing more on Logan, but it needs to be that way for the beginning part. It'll show more of the other guys in the next chapter as well as the adults. Patrick's getting mad at Katie may seem to have come out of nowhere, but it's important.

I'm wondering if you think that I should have put the actual performance in here. If I did, it would only glimpse over a few songs, which was why I thought that I didn't have to show it. Let me know what you guys think of that, please. The only reason I didn't is because it's such a casual concert compared to their other ones. I might go back later and add a few of their songs, so keep a look out on this chapter.

This wasn't my best chapter either, so far the last two ones weren't, but I'm working on making the next one better.

Cheers,

-Riles