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Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush. Anything Big Time Rush related belongs to Nickelodean, and Born To Be Somebody belongs to Justin Bieber. I only own Megan, Chase, and Cat.

Doom's Day

Doom's Day.

I've been dreading it all week.

After my date with James, I placed my clothes in my duffel bag, just in case I got fired, and was sent packing.

A knock at the door stopped me from going any farthur.

"Coming!" I said when the knocking got louder.

When I opened the door, there stood Kendall.

"Hey, Megan. What's up?" Kendall asked.

I bit my lower lip.

"Packing." I said.

Kendall raised an eyebrow.

"Why? Griffin hasn't even heard your song yet." Kendall pointed out.

"Yeah, but I'm getting a head start if he does." I stated.

Kendall looked at me.

"Listen, instead of worrying, why don't I take you out? To the beach, maybe?" Kendall asked.

"Kendall, that's sweet, but the thing with Griffin is at one o' clock, and-" I started to say, but Kendall cuts me off.

"I know. But, have some fun before it. Come on, it looks like you need it." Kendall said.

He was right:

While I was packing, I also bit my nails, which I did only if I was nervous or scared.

"Okay. I'll go out with you. But, I have to be back by one o' clock." I said.

Before we headed out, I grabbed my beach bag, and I put my swim-suit under my clothes.

"Ready?" Kendall asked.

I nodded.

"Ready."

As we were heading towards the beach, Kendall looks at me.

"So, Megan, what's your favorite song?" he asked.

I smiled.

"What are you up to, Kendall Knight?" I asked.

Kendall smiled back at me.

"I'm up to nothing, I swear. I just want to know what your favorite song is." Kendall reported.

I smiled.

"I'd have to say Worldwide. I usually don't like ballads, but I like Worldwide. It's different." I explained.

Kendall grinned, and turned on the radio.

"Wait a minute before you tell me anything, how was your day?

'Cause I've been missing you by my side, yeah

Did I wake you out of your dream..."

I looked at him.

"Does it feel weird listening to yourself on the radio?" I asked.

Kendall nodded.

"For the first time, yeah. But, now it doesn't feel weird. It makes me proud that we came such a long way to reach our dream." Kendall explained.

I smiled.

"That's cool. Was it always your dream to be in a band?" I asked.

Kendall nodded.

"Though, James wanted it more than me, Logan, and Carlos."

Then, he told me about their audition with Gustavo, and we laughed until we reached the beach.

My eyes widen:

White sand, and crytral blue water, streched out for miles made up Los Angeles beach.

"Oh, wow." I said.

Kendall looked at me, and chuckled.

"What?" he asked.

"The beach is so pretty-not so what I pictured it to be like." I replied.

Kendall grinned.

"What did you picture it to be like?" he asked.

I shrugged.

"I don't know...not this pretty, I guess."

Kendall shook his head.

"A beach is a beach no matter where you go." he said.

I grinned.

"When did you get to be so wise?" I asked.

Kendall grinned too.

"Since the day my friends and I came to Los Angeles." Kendall stated.

I smiled as I got out of the car.

When we got to the water, I started to take my clothes.

I heard a wolf-whistle, and I turned around to see Kendall, already stripped down to his swim-trunks.

I playfully glared at him.

"Oh, shut up." I said.

Kendall smiled.

"Ready to hit the water?"

I smiled.

"Yeah."

Our date was splashing in the water, and just having fun.

When we were having a break, I looked at my phone, and I got a text from Cat:

Where are you? Griffin's already here!-Cat

I looked at Kendall, and he saw my scared expression.

"What?" he asked.

"I'm late! Cat texted me, and she said Griffin's already at the studios!"

We scrambled to put on our clothes, and jetted back to Rocque Records.

When we got there, everyone looked at us.

"Where were you?" Cat asked.

"The beach." I said.

An older-looking guy looked at me.

"Ah, you're the famous Megan Collins." he said.

I nodded.

"Yes. My name is Megan Collins. Are you Griffin?" I asked.

Girffin nodded.

"Yes, I am. I hear you have a song for me."

I nodded again.

"Yes, I do. It's called "5, 6, 7, 8"."

I walked into the recording studio, and started to sing.

When I was done, it was dead silent.

I nervously looked at Griffin.

"So, what did you think?" I asked.

Griffin looked at me.

"I like it-"

Everyone looked at me.

"-but, it wasn't the type of song I was looking for."

Everyone frowned.

"Why not? It's a good song!" James objected.

"Besides, I did everything you asked me too! This is the girl you are looking for!" Gustavo commented.

Griffin looked at Gustavo.

"No, this is not the girl I'm looking for. What you did was get me a girl who sings country. I did not ask for country. I asked for pop."

"But, it has a pop vibe! With country lyrics!" Gustavo replied.

Griffin shook his head.

"Sorry, Gustavo. Try again, and have a song ready for me by Monday."

Girffin looked at me.

"Sorry. You are dismissed."

With that, he left.

I quietly slipped off the head-phones, and I took my sheet music from the stand.

When I joined the group, Gustavo looked at me.

"I'm sorry, Megan. Griffin is stubborn when it comes to things like this. He's very detailed on what he wants."

"I know." I replied.

I realized my voice was shaking.

"Megan, are you okay?" Cat asked.

I knew I wasn't.

But, Chase told me to be strong, even when Griffin shot me down.

My vision got blurry, and everyone became a big, blurry, blob.

"Excuse me..."

I excused myself from the recording studio, and my way to the women's restroom.

There, I let the tears break free.

How can you stay strong when your dreams were recently crushed?

"Megan?" I heard someone ask.

I twirled around to see Cat, smiling sadly at me.

"I-I...he didn't like my song." I commented, my voice shaking a little bit.

Cat shook her head.

"Megan, it's okay. Griffin's just a turkey-butt. He doesn't know real talent unless it bits him in the butt." Cat told me.

I giggled.

"I guess."

Cat bit her lower lip.

"Megan, you don't need Griffin. My-"

I cut her off.

"Cat, it's over. I don't need your dad, or Griffin, to tell me my dreams are over."

"Megan, my dad likes you! He can see it that your song goes viral. He doesn't by the rules like Kelly says." Cat reminded me.

I liked it that Cat was being sweet, but I shook my head.

"No, Cat. Just forget it. By tomorrow morning, Chase and I are going home."

Cat didn't say anything.