The other three members of Big Time Rush had easily noticed the sudden change in James after his brief tantrum ending in him locking himself inside his room. James seemed more, distant and cold. He seemed to zone out frequently in the next passing days. Each time he would pass through the lobby or hallways, his eyes would wander and search for any familiar characteristic; Perfect blonde ringlets, bright blue eyes. Anything at all that could convince him he wasn't crazy and he indeed had seen Skylar.

After four days of this "insanity" as Logan had called it, Kendall came forward and asked. "James, what's up with you? You've been acting so, weird." James stared at him, eyes still slightly zoned out "I don't, I don't know. A picture I saw, just, shook me up I guess. Brought back some, memories." he sighed. "What picture?" Kendall asked, cocking an eyebrow "It's nothing". James shook his head.

James slowly returned to his room, sitting on the edge of his bed and sighing. Skylar's last words still rang through his head like a bell, echoing off each wall of his mind and always coming back.

"I love you, James"

Skylar had been his first kiss, the first girl he had ever loved, the first time he had a friend. She had made him strong. She had kept Elliot Stark from pounding his face in, multiple times. She had tought him how to play hockey. And he repaid her by moving halfway across the country and later to L.A to make his dreams come true. A sharp pang of guilt hit James' heart as he remembered his own words, the promise he had made, and broken.

"Don't worry Sky, I'll never forget you"

He had done that, exactly. He had broken the first promise he had ever made, the only promise that actually hurt to break.

Slowly, James sat up and located the photographs he had found. He took them out of the box he had laid them in and studied each one carefully. It was then that James remembered how much he had truly loved Skylar. He could never pin- point exactly what made him love Skylar, there were a million different reasons. Fear suddenly began to course through his veins as he remembered exactly what he had left Skylar to.

Skylar had always feared being home, feared the moments when her older sister wasn't home. In his ten year old mind, James had never completely processed the reasons for this. He had simply shrugged it off and guessed that she enjoyed being outside more. It was now that he put all the puzzle pieces together and realized that Skylar was afraid of her father. Afraid of the man she had never allowed James to meet, or even see. She had never spoken of him, and when she had, it was simply saying he didn't agree with having friends over. When they were children and James would bring up the subject, Skylar's cheeks would turn even paler than they normally were and she would always look to the ground. Whenever James had asked her about a sudden bruise appearing on her, she had always shrugged and made an excuse such as falling or running in to something.

Springing up from his bed, James had one intention: Finding Skylar. As he rushed to the living room where the other three boys sat at the couch, they each turned to him. "There you are, James. Gustavo needs us at the studio." Kendall explained, standing up from the couch. James' face dropped and his heart sank. "Right now?" he asked. Logan cocked an eyebrow and slowly nodded "Why would we tell you Gustavo needed us, when he didn't?". James rolled his eyes and followed Kendall and Carlos to the parking lot where the Big Time Rush Mobile awaited.

As the boys pulled out of the parking lot, a flash of blonde entering the lobby caught James' attention. "Stop the car!" he yelled, causing Logan to slam his foot to the breaks and sending Carlos in the passenger seat flying forward. "What's wrong?" Kendall screamed, spinning to face James. But, as he turned to the lobby, it was gone. "Ne- nevermind." he mumbled.

Logan mumbled under his breath as he began driving again, now much slower and more cautios.

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As usual, Gustavo had greeted the boys with rough yelling, barking, and screaming. Such acts continued throughout the session as James continued to zone out. Finally giving up, Gustavo cut the boys loose for the day.

Arriving at the Palmwoods, James launched himself from the convertable and in to the lobby. The remaining boys raised their eyebrows in suspision at their friend. "... What's been going on with him?" Carlos asked, turning to the two. "I don't know. After he asked me about some girl Logan was hanging with, he's been acting all weird." Kendall shrugged. Logan turned to his friend and cocked an eyebrow, "He asked you about a girl I was hanging out with?". Kendall nodded and Logan scrunched his eyebrows together in question. "The only girl I've been hanging out with is the new girl, like, once or twice. But, that's it." Logan explained.

The other two nodded to themselves and began towards the lobby as well. Entering the lobby, though, James was no where to be seen. Bidding farewell to Kendall and Carlos, Logan searched the pool in area. Smiling at finding what he was looking for, Logan made his way to where Skylar sat. "Hi, Skylar." The blonde looked up from her cell phone and smiled at the braniac, "Hey, Logan. You want to sit down?" she asked. Logan shrugged and took the open seat on the lounger beside hers.

"What have you been up to?" Logan asked, turning to her. Skylar briefly pondered the thought and shrugged, "Nothing really. I went shopping with a girl I met, Jo Taylor." "Jo? That's cool. She's one of my best friend's girlfriend." Logan smiled. Skylar smiled as well and nodded, "She's nice. I like her."

Time passed as the two teens talked of random things. Smiling at a nice tale, or laughing at a mention of one of Carlos' crazy antics.

To Skylar's dismay, she felt oddly comfortable around the braniac. She found him easy going and easy to speak with, feeling that anything she might say would be kept safely between herself and him. It shocked the blonde in the comfort she felt around him, seeing at that James was the only person in her life time that had proven he was trust-worthy. Even though she felt comfort around Logan, in her heart, Skylar knew that she could never feel the same way about someone as she had felt about James. He had not only left a mark on her heart, but taken a piece with him when he moved.

As three o' clock dawned, Logan said farewell to his new found friend and began to the apartment.

Upon arriving at the brightly painted apartment, Logan smiled at the younger of the two Knight children and entered his shared bedroom where Kendall sat patiently on his bed. As the door clicked open, Kendall's head shot up and his emerald green eyes landed on the brunette. "You said that you were hanging out with the new girl. What's her name?" Kendall asked, eyes full of interest.

Turning his head to the side, Logan could see the edge of a paper sticking out from beside Kendall. Curiousity rushed through Logan as he stared at the paper. "Her name's Skylar Clarkson. Why?". Logan watched as Kendall carefully pulled the papers from beside his left leg, turning them so the back faced Logan. "What does that say?" Kendall asked, handing the pile of papers to Logan.

As the paper made contact with Logan's hand, he then realized he held two or three photos. "It says... Skylar and James, age nine." Logan shrugged. His mind processed his words and he re-read the photo in confusion. "... Wait a minute." Flipping the first photo over to view it, Logan's eyes widened in suprise. "That's her! That's Skylar!" Logan exclaimed, as he continued to study the photo, he scrunched his eyebrows together. "... And that's James."

Kendall nodded and pursed his lips, "I found those in James' room." "But that doesn't make sense. We're from Minnesota, and Skylar is from Iowa. They couldn't have known each other." Logan noted, Kendall shook his head and began to reason with him, "James in nine in those pictures. He moved to Minnesota when we were ten."

"Wow this is messed up."