Chapter 3: "Isn't This a Great First Day in Hollywood?"

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Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush. If I did, I'd be having a heated make out session with James Maslow. Quick thought: what would you do if you owned BTR?

(Carlos's POV)

Damn! Gabby busted the Jennifers' caps! Why would she, though? When we got back from the pool, we both took showers and changed into regular clothes. Well right now we're sitting on our orange couches, thinking of things to do for the rest of the day.

"We could go to the ice rink and shuffle the puck a little," Gabby suggested.

"No can do. The guys and are I banned from every hockey rink in Hollywood and surrounding areas," I said. Gabby looked at me in a quizzical way. "Well, you see James wanted–." Gabby put her hand up silencing me.

"I don't want to know," I laughed. She's so cute, in her little own way.

"Ooh! I know! We could go to the park and go skateboarding!" I recommended. Gabby looked hesitant.

"Don't tell me you've never went boarding!" I exclaimed.

"I stick to the ice, thank you very much!"

"Come on! We're going, whether you like it or not!" I ran to my room and grabbed James's and my skateboards.

I cam back out and Gabby was standing there waiting. IN A HOCKEY HELMET! I stared.

"What? Just because I don't wear it often anymore, doesn't mean I don't like them!"

I kept staring.

She sashayed over to my ass swing back and forth. The things this girl can do to me! She was standing right in front of me. She caressed my jaw.

She whispered almost seductively:

"Close your mouth or you'll catch flies,"

With that, she walked around me and strutted out of the apartment. I snapped out of my trance and ran after her.

(Gabby's POV)

Carlos looked so good today. He is wearing a dark blue sweatshirt. But, it clung to his body like a second skin. He put on the hood, just a little bit because it was kind of chilly. (A/N: Think of 'Music Sounds Better With U' music video.) I hope I looked okay. I just wore regular blue skinny jeans and a hot pink hoodie with black converse. We were going skateboarding. I was kind of scared though. Moreover, the way he looked at me with my hockey helmet on. I don't wear it a lot anymore, because back in Minnesota, it was kind of loser-ish.

Carlos and I were walking side by side to the park. His hands were in his pockets, restricting me from holding his hand.

"So, why did you maul the Jennifers today?" Carlos asked.

"Why did you push Jett into the pool?" I retorted.

"Well, you screamed and Jett's the man-whore of the Palm Woods, so that obviously means he was trying to rape you!" Carlos stated in a 'duh' way. I laughed.

"Well, he would've if you didn't rescue me, Brave Knight," I said in my dramatic medieval tone.

Carlos laughed and tipped his invisible top hat. "At your service. But seriously why did you beat up the Jennifers?"

I sighed knowing he would like this go. "Well, you were trying to help me and then they came and swooped you away. Rude much?" I lied. I was totally jealous, but obviously Carlos can't know that.

Carlos's face fell a little. He looked down at his sneakers and nodded. I grabbed his hand out of his pocket and entwined our fingers. I dragged him to the part of the park we were going to be.

(Gabby's POV)

Okay, let me replay what happened. So, Carlos and I were skateboarding (Me attempting,) when I fell. Carlos tried to catch but it was too late and ended up falling too. That's how I was caught straddling Carlos by Mama Knight. She just waved at us awkwardly and kept on jogging.

The sun was beginning to set, so Carlos and I started heading back to 2J. While walking through the park, I spotted a hotdog vendor.

"Hold on. I want to get a corndog," I told Carlos.

I walked over to the vendor. "One corndog please, with extra mustard. "

"Make that two," Carlos said from behind me.

"You like corndogs?" I asked.

"I inhale them!" Carlos paid for our corndogs (after my useless whining about wanted to pay). We walked back to the apartment, hand in hand, munching away on our corndogs.

When we opened the door of 2J, a very expectant group greeted us. Logan grabbed my shoulders and started check my neck. Kendal and James started interrogating Carlos.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled.

"Checking for hickeys," Logan stated, still searching my neck frantically.

"WHY?"

"Well Mama Knight came back from her jog and–" I face palmed.

"WE WERE SKATEBOADING! I FELL! WE ENDED UP IN THAT POSITION!" I screamed.

"Wait," James said. " You guys didn't have a heated make out session in the park?"

"No!" Carlos and I yelled together.

"Then, why did you guys walk in holding hands?" Kendall pointed out. Carlos and I blushed.

"We just bonded over our mutual love for hockey helmets and corndogs!" Carlos proclaimed nervously.

All the boys didn't seem to buy it though.

"Wow, I beat up three girls today, got hit on by a perv, and got hounded on for, supposedly, having a hanky panky with a guy that lives in the same apartment as me. Isn't this a great first day in Hollywood?" I sighed.

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- TLITHH (The Latino in the Hockey Helmet) I thought it would be shorter to write the first one, but I just write the really long one. Depressing right? K bye!