I've had this idea in my head forever, and I decided to publish it finally! Tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush, just my OC's, Alex and Madison.
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"I am so glad that we moved to California, Lexi," my friend Madison said using my nickname. "There are so many hot guys here!" she squealed.
Yes, she was the "boy-crazy" type.
Allow me to introduce myself: I am Alexis Levine and I am here to help my friend live out her dream.
She came to Los Angeles to live at the Palm Woods and audition for many, many television shows. I was just along for the ride.
She ran a hand through her short blonde hair and walked up to the front desk, leaning on it.
"We're here to check in," she told the large man with jet black hair behind the desk. He smirked and continued munching on some potato chips.
"Name?" he questioned in a nasally voice.
"Madison Daniels," she said with an eye roll. My arms were getting tired from carrying my bags, plus one of hers. She thinks that because I'm the athletic one, I should be the hoss and carry her stuff.
"Miss Daniels, you'll be staying in room 2K," he said lazily handing her a set of keys. "Have a Palm Woods day!" he said unenthusiastically.
"You too," I said, being the polite one.
"I can't wait to get to the room- and it better be nice. My parents paid a lot of money for us to have a nice room," she scoffed.
"I'm sure that it'll be fine," I assured. He parents were rich and bought her whatever.
We went into the elevator, hearing dings until we got to the second floor.
We found our room easily, and she opened it. It was actually a very nice place. It had a black leather couch and key lime colored walls. The rooms down the hall were pink and blue, matching up with our favorite colors.
"I call pink!" Madison said, pulling her luggage into the brightly colored room.
"Good, I hate pink," I mumbled. I went into my room and the walls were a royal blue color; perfect.
After settling in, moving our furniture around and hanging up decorations, we checked out each other's rooms.
Her's was decorated with a big gold mirror, a pink polka-dotted comforter, and posters of stupid, teenage boys. By that, I mean Big Time Rush, Justin Bieber, and Dak Zevon...
Big Time Rush apparently lived here, and she was planning on hooking up with them. Their music wasn't too bad, but I just like stuff like Panic! At the Disco, Fallout Boy, and John Mayer. She was into whatever was popular.
My room had my guitar in the corner, and I took a black ottoman from the living room to place in there. I also had my black and gray leopard print comforter neatly over my queen-sized bed.
"Your room is so you!" Madi beamed. She was actually being nice to me. "What are you fixing for dinner?" she asked with pleading eyes.
"I don't know, seeing as we have no food here," I said thinking of what to do. "I guess that I can go get something for pasta?" I suggested.
"I could go for that," she winked. I laughed and she continued. "I think that I'm going down for a swim," she said with a certain-colored bikini in her hand.
"Have fun," I said, getting the keys to her black Mercedes-Benz. It's a wonder that she let me drive it, but she did know that I was a much, much better driver than her...
I walked down the hall and to the elevator that I was in just an hour ago. I rode down that sucker and into the lobby, where I straightened my plain black v-neck, which complimented my curves nicely. I also wore black Nike sweatpants and black Nikes with neon green swishes. This was a typical outfit, paired with my dark reddish-blonde wavy hair in a ponytail, bangs hanging over my green eyes.
Some people would say that I'm pretty, but then they'd see Madison in all of her blonde-hair-blue-eyed glory and forget about me. She could get any guy, but people told me that guys didn't go after me because I'm intimidating...I am taller than most guys, standing at 5'10", and Madi is a sweet 5'0". I am also quite thin, a 130 pound girl. Madison is 110 pounds, which makes her look bigger than me because of her being...vertically challenged.
I compare myself to her too much, don't I?
I found myself in the Benz with my black Ray-Bans over my eyes. I drove about a mile down the road and found a grocery store.
...
I decided to get plenty of pasta to make my world-famous chicken Alfredo with broccoli. I also got some stuff for breakfast burritos, and omelets. You could say that I'm a pretty good cook...
About an hour later, I found myself staggering to the apartment's door with my arms full of groceries.
I pounded on the door and said, "Madi! Open the damn door already!" in a loud voice. Good thing no one was around...I'd look like I was making a scene.
I heard giggling coming from Madison and she opened the door with a grin. "Oh hey! What's up?" she said cheerfully.
"Not much, just trying to get through the door, and why were you giggling?" I asked suspiciously while pushing past her and resting the groceries on the counter.
"I was texting this guy that I met," she smiled.
"Is he cute?" I asked. I'm not made of stone, you know!
"Try hot-mazing!" she said, causing me to stifle a laugh. "His name is James, and I just invited him over for dinner," she informed me.
"Good thing I bought a lot of pasta," I said, unpacking the groceries.
"Guess what?" she said excitedly.
"What?" I said annoyed.
"He's bringing a friend!" she said poking my side like an idiot.
"Why would he do that?" I asked not getting why she was so excited.
"I told him that I have a super hot roommate, and he said that one of his "buds" could come too!" she said quoting this mysterious James person. "Isn't that awesome?" she said.
"Uh, I don't really do blind-dates," I said uneasily.
"Come on! Live a little," she pouted. "You're in L.A., chica!"
"No promises that I'll like this guy," I said. "When are they coming over?" I asked.
"I'm gonna text them whenever we're ready, they just live next door,"
"Fantastic," I said sarcastically.
"I'm going to get ready!" she said in a sing-song voice, poking my cheek and skipping off to her room.
"Stop poking me!" I said frustratedly, causing her to erupt in a loud cackle.
Oh Madison...can't live with her, can't live without her...
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After about an hour later, the food was completely ready. So was I thanks to Madison.
She made me change into some black skinny jeans, and an aqua-colored tank top that mad my skin tone pop. (that rhymed!) She made me wear my Swarovski crystal necklace that she bought me and I had never worn. It was a simple, very pale pink heart on a silver chain.
This is about as girly as it gets.
Madi, however was wearing a pink cami (I'm sensing a theme here...) and a black, purple, and pink floral miniskirt.
She looked like an adorable little Barbie doll.
She made me wear mascara, which she had to hold me down to put on me. I am stubborn when it comes to this kind of thing...
She wore a little bronzer, mascara, eyeliner, and blush. It was her style, and she looked very pretty, just a little overdone.
"James is coming!" she said frantically, fixing her short blonde hair. He bangs were pinned up with a sparkly clip. She did my hair, she straightened my strawberry blonde waves and let my bangs hang down like usual.
"Calm down, lady!" I told her. "At least you know your guy!"
Just then, a knock sounded at our door. "Oh my god, please get that, Lexi!" she called from the bathroom.
I took a deep breath and opened the door to reveal an amazingly handsome guy. He had brown-colored hair that was shaggy, but still cute. His eyes were hazel and he was a good 5 inches taller than me.
"You must be the roommate," he said in a sultry voice. "I'm James," he took my hand and kissed it. Okay, pretty boy is a little too confident and player-ish to be my type. He seems right up Madi's alley though.
"I'm Alex," I said. A shorter boy came out from behind him.
"I'm Logan," he said with a crooked smile and he shook my hand respectfully. He was wearing a maroon button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a skinny black tie.
His raven-colored hair was styled perfectly in a small mohawk and he had the deepest brown eyes ever.
"A-Alex," I stuttered, feeling electricity jolt up my arm from a single handshake. I played it off with a flirty smile and said, "Come on in,"
They did as they were told and followed me into our apartment.
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A couple minutes later, everyone was around the table and stuffing their faces with the pasta I made.
"So, I know that Madi here is here to act, but what are you here for?" James asked with an eyebrow raise.
"Moral support," I said with a small smile.
"I thought that you would be a model or something," Logan piped up.
I giggled at the thought. "That's what I always tell her to do!" Madi exclaimed.
I blushed deeply, "I would be a terrible model!"
"Come on," James said. "You should try it!"
"Nah, I'm not the modeling type," I said looking down at my Alfredo.
"She could kick your ass on the basketball court though!" Madison said, winking over at me.
"Really?" Logan asked. "I will accept that challenge," he grinned.
"I don't know if you wanna do that," I said. "You might cry when I beat you...," I smirked.
"Oh you're on!" Logan grinned cheesily.
It was weird how comfortable I was talking to him, and even James. Usually guys would back down pretty easily, but not them.
"Tell you what," James said. "We'll play 2 on 2, tomorrow at the park,"
"Who else is gonna play? She has auditions tomorrow," I said referring to Madison.
"Our friend, Carlos can play," Logan said matter-of-factly.
"You and Carlos verses me and Alex," James said. "Kendall can ref, and we'll kick your ass!" James said high-fiving me.
After more banter about the big game tomorrow, we started talking about their band, Big Time Rush. They sound like cool dudes...
"Let show them our rooms!" Madison said after we finished our meals.
"Okay?" I said getting confused.
Logan followed me and James followed his lady.
"Nice," he said admiring my room.
"Thanks," I said shyly.
His eyes wandered over to the corner where my guitar was.
"You play?" he asked with an eyebrow raise.
"Yeah, acoustic and electric. I had to leave my electric one back in Ohio," I said with a pouty lip.
He took a seat on my bed and laid back.
"Play me something," he said, closing his eyes.
"I can do that," I said, grabbing the guitar and placing the strap around my body.
I strummed the "Edge of Desire" by John Mayer. It was one of my favorite songs, ever. He hummed to it and looked relaxed.
"I'll sing if you do," he bargained.
"I hate singing in front of people," I furrowed my eyebrows and continued the strumming.
"I never wanted to sing, but here I am," he told me.
"What did you want to be?" I asked.
"A doctor," he said.
"So I take it you're smart?"
He blushed a light shade of pink and started singing.
"Don't say a word, just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see,"
His voice was to die for, and it made me smile like an idiot.
"Sing!" he said before he reached the next line.
I smiled and sang along this time.
"I want you so bad, I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me,"
Our voices blended perfectly, and I actually felt confidence in myself when I sang with him.
I stopped playing after that verse and heard clapping. I turned my head to see James and Madison clapping in the doorway.
"Wow," Madi said, speechless.
"You two sound really good," James nodded in approval.
"Thanks," Logan and I said at the same time, causing us both to blush fiercely.
I took my guitar off and put it back in the corner.
"Madison and I," James said smiling down at her, "are going to see a movie,"
"So you have the apartment to yourselves," Madison said, wiggling hr eyebrows.
Logan and I both blushed again, and I felt like doing a face-palm.
"Have fun you two," I said, shooing them away.
They walked away and I heard our apartment door close.
"So," Logan started awkwardly.
"So," I said, pursing my lips together.
"20 questions?" he raised his eyebrow.
"Shoot," I told him to proceed.
"Uh, favorite color?"
"Easy, blue. If you could travel anywhere, where would it be?"
"That's tough...," he said. "Probably to Paris,"
"Romantic," I nodded.
"Favorite comedy movie?"
"How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days," I said.
"That's a good one," he agreed.
"Favorite singer?" I asked.
"I have to say John Mayer," he grinned, which I reflected. "Would you hang out with me again...soon?"
I was taken back by this question, but I giggled softly. "Is this your way of asking me out?"
"Is that your way of saying yes?" he countered.
"Gee, I don't know...," I said sarcastically trailing off. "Yes," I said looking in his brown eyes. "Tomorrow?" I asked.
"After our basketball game," he nodded. "Starbucks?" he asked.
"I love coffee," I said.
"I was hoping so,"
"Wanna go watch t.v.?" I asked the raven-haired boy.
"Sure," he said while standing up and putting his hands in his pockets.
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After watching the Minnesota Wild game, I decided to bake Logan some chocolate cookies.
"You're a really good cook, Alex," Logan complimented after finishing his second cookie.
"Thanks," I said modestly.
We sat at the counter of the kitchen for a few silent minutes. It was comfortable silence, until it was broken by Logan. "You have green eyes," he said with a crooked smile that made my knees go weak.
"Yup," I said popping the 'p'. "I've noticed," I said nonchalantly.
"They're beautiful," he said, followed by the cheesiest line ever, "like you,"
I cracked a smile. "Thanks, you have a nice smile," I told him.
He blushed a little. He glanced down at his phone and frowned, "James and Madison are on their way,"
"Oh," I sounded disappointed, and truthfully I was... "It is getting late anyway,"
"Yeah, I should get headed out," he said, going over to the door.
"Don't forget about the game tomorrow," I said.
"Don't forget to bring tissues, Alex," he mocked me while smirking. "See ya," he said while opening the door.
"Wait!" I said pacing over to the doorway. I hoped that I didn't sound to eager...
He turned around and raised his eyebrows. "Thanks for hanging out with me tonight," I said, while looking down at the floor.
"No problem, you're really cool," he said with another toothy smile. We stayed in the doorway, awkwardly standing until I looked up at him. He stepped closer and tip-toed to kiss my forehead, which was really cute.
His lips lingered on my forehead for a few seconds and he pulled away. "G'night Alex," he said.
I was at a loss for words. "Goodnight, Logan,"
Then, I shut the door behind him. I already really liked him, and it was so easy to talk to him.
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"Alex!" Madison's voice rang through the apartment.
"Hey Madi," I said from over on the couch.
"My date was amazing!" she said in a song-song voice. "How do you like Logan?" she said while prodding my side with her finger.
"He's amazing, I think I like him,"
"Think? You sound like you're in love!"
I chuckled. "I'm not in love yet, but after the basketball game, we're going out for coffee,"
"Lexi has a date!" she squealed.
"I wouldn't call it that," I shrugged. "We're just gonna hang out,"
"Whatever," she smirked.
"Enough about me and Logan, how was James?" I asked to change the subject.
"He's an amazing kisser," she beamed. "I don't even know what the movie was about!" she said while laughing.
"Nice," I nodded, unsure of how to react to that.
"Did you and Logan do anything along the lines of kissing?" she asked.
"He kissed my forehead, does that count?"
"Oh, Lexi," she said. "Sure it does," she smirked and patted my hands. "Well, I'm going to bed, it's almost eleven-thirty," she said.
"Get some rest for your audition," I told her while we walked to our separate rooms.
"And you get some rest for your date!" she chuckled.
"It's not a date!" I yelled back.
"Sure, Lexi," she said, "Sure...,"
I plopped down on my bed and tucked myself under the covers, smiling to myself.
I love Los Angeles...
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