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"When the world comes crashing down do you just smile and say I am the great pretender."

"…Jayne?"

Hazel eyes stared intently over at a sixteen year old, watching for any sudden movements from the rather intimidating, young lady. The woman watching raised a curious brow as she glanced over at the clock hanging on the wall.

"Jayne?" the gentle voice called out once more, still receiving no answer. "Seriously, Jayne. You've got practice in an hour-"

"I'm fine," the girl finally stated as she stood to her feet from the kitchen table. She took a deep breath and smiled at her aunt as she straightened up.

She had spent the last couple of weeks thinking about the one person she didn't want to think about, and it was starting to really bother her. The two just couldn't seem to get on the same page, not that either of the two really tried all too hard to accomplish that.

Deciding to forget about the pain in her butt, Jayne smiled as she nodded her head, ready for the day.

"I'm really fine."

"DOGS!"

Four boys stood stiffly in a recording room as their producer began with his usual morning rant.

"Big Time Rush is suppose to be a band, not a group of guys who CAN'T SING!"

"Oh, c'mon, Gustavo!" James started only to be interrupted by the annoyed creator.

"I don't want to hear it from you!" That hushed the pretty one of the group very quickly. "You guys have three days to get five songs together! At this rate you guys will be on a flight back to Minnesota!" Gustavo snapped as he glared at each of the singers through his sunglasses.

"Relax!" The three boys and one large man looked over to the leader of the band, all having a raised brow.

"Gustavo, have we ever let you down before?" Kendall asked as he gave his boss a knowing expression.

"Yes!"

"Trust us, when the performance comes around we'll have everything together," the dirty blond stated evenly as the other three boys glanced at him.

"You better hope you do!" Gustavo snapped. "If you dogs mess this up, it's OVER!" he shouted, hoping that if he got angry enough and loud enough the boys would understand just how serious the situation was. The four nodded their heads as Gustavo shook his head.

"Alright, FROM THE TOP!"

"How are we going to do this?"

The band members of BTR sat in their apartment, the brains of the group pacing back and forth from wall to wall.

"Seriously, Logan. Relax."

"He's got a point though," Carlos chirped in as he sat with an anxious expression on his face. "Griffin's only giving us three days and we have to learn five songs and make dances for them by then."

"And if they're not perfect then we're finished," James finished as he shook his head, feeling defeated as ever.

"Guys, we're not going to be finished," Kendall assured as he stood up from his spot on the couch. "This isn't the first time that Griffin's done this before."

"Yeah, but it's the first time we've never been able to keep up with him," Logan retaliated as he gave Kendall a nervous glance. The dirty blond, not having anything to say in response to Logan's comment, sighed as he made his way toward the front door.

"We'll figure something out," he said, not waiting for anyone to respond.

"Whew!" Kendall sighed as he leaned back against his door, staring at the ceiling. He frowned a bit as he let his thoughts process for a moment.

This was the first time that Big Time Rush had ever been in such a…funk. They had always been prepared for whatever Griffin had in store for the boys, but this time around it seemed as though they had been thrown a curve ball. It was too far in the game to give up, but there weren't many other options; it was hit or miss.

"I need air," Kendall mumbled as he stood up, making his way toward the elevator.

"Finally, the day's over!"

A pair of faded blue eyes glanced around the lobby of the Palm Woods. Glancing over at the rarely empty pool, Jayne smiled as she looked over at her aunt.

"Hey, Clay, I'm going to stay out here for a bit."

Claire, surprised by the sudden decision, smiled as she nodded her head. "Sure, go ahead. Give me your stuff and I can take it up to your room," she offered as her niece smiled, nodding a thank you to her.

"Thanks!" the brunette called out as her aunt chuckled, waving it off and heading toward the elevator.

The black haired woman glanced over her shoulder as she waited for the elevator to stop for her. She smiled as she watched her young niece sit by the edge of the pool, feet merging with the water. Not noticing the elevator doors opening, Claire's eyes widened as she felt herself stumble back.

"Oh, sorry about that," she heard a male voice say. She looked forward and smiled as she shook her head, walking around the person who had almost run into her.

"Don't worry about it. I should have been paying more attention," she stated as she smiled at the stranger before the elevator doors closed.

Well, he was cute, wasn't he.

Ok, Kendall, you just have to clear your head and then the answer will come to you, said boy thought to himself as he made his way out of the lobby and out to the pool. As he sighed to himself, he looked up and stopped walking, seeing another person sitting on the edge of the pool. The stranger looked up, and her eyes widened as they met with a green pair.

"Hn, hello," Jayne said bitterly as Kendall sighed. He truly wasn't in the mood to deal with the girl today.

"Hi," he stated shortly as he made his way to the other side of the pool. He took a seat, dipping his feet into the cool water of the pool. He kept his eyes glued to the ripples he had created because he knew if he didn't he would look right at Jayne, and he really didn't want to.

He seems to be in a terrible mood today. The brunette stopped herself from smirking a bit as she cleared her throat, letting the tense silence settle between the two. Neither spoke for approximately fifteen minutes; the two didn't want to start a conversation that would mostly like turn into some sort of argument.

After another ten minutes of silence, Kendall glanced up at the girl, watching as she wadded her feet back and forth.

"So, what are you doing here? You don't have anything to do?"

Or anyone to nag? Perhaps Kendall's sour mood wasn't helping his attitude towards the girl across from him.

Jayne looked up at her worst sore as she shrugged. "That happens to be none of your business."

Kendall rolled his eyes at that.

"What about yourself? What are you so…sulky about?" Jayne asked, trying not to sound as curious as she felt. Kendall glanced at her as he looked back at his feet through the water.

"I'm not sulky."

"Really? The air around your practically spells it out for me," Jayne retorted back simply as she pretended to care less about her companion. Knowing the brunette wouldn't give in, Kendall sighed as he decided to humor the girl for just a little bit.

"I'm in a band-"

"Big Time Rush, right?"

"Yeah," Kendall answered as he pulled his feet out from the water, sitting Indian style.

"Lately we've just been in a funk and, well, long story short we have a performance in three days and we have to memorize and dance to five songs that we haven't even learned yet," he explained.

Jayne watched him speak, and for the first time she saw just how stressed the blond must have been feeling. It was as if a weight had been lifted off of him every time he spoke. She was surprised that the boy had expressions other than cocky and playful.

"What's the performance for?" the brunette asked quietly as she waited patiently for Kendall's reply. The blond glanced at her before he spoke up.

"It's for the corporate officials that decide whether we stay or not," Kendall said with an exhausted look on his face as Jayne tried not to flinch. She almost pitied him, almost.

"The four of us have worked our butts off to get where we are now," Kendall explained, staring into the pool with a very serene look on his face, taking a second to remember all of the times they had pulled things together. He sighed as he shook his head, trying to fight the feeling of defeat that continued to follow him around.

Jayne's eyes softened for a short second as she watched the boy close his eyes, as if he were trying to imagine himself anywhere but in his situation. She couldn't argue with him, it seemed like quite a pain to deal with.

"…Well," Jayne started. "That does sound very obnoxious."

"Yeah," Kendall agreed as he scratched the back of his head.

"But are you really going to just sit here and act like a baby?"

Kendall's eyes widened as Jayne cut right to the chase, this time making sure to keep eye contact with him.

"You have three days to make five songs perfect. So instead of sitting here and whining about it, you should be with your band members working to try and make that happen, don't you think?" she stated, sounding a bit more harsh than she would have liked it to sound.

Kendall, not expecting such forceful yet honest words from the girl, merely blinked as he and Jayne stared at each other.

"…Who said I was whining?" Kendall finally asked as Jayne watched the blond intently. "You're the one who wanted to know. Being nosy is a bad trait to have," the blond said as if it were a matter of fact. Jayne's eyes widened as she grit her teeth, her blood pressure rising just a bit.

"You little-"

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go work on some music," he stated as he stood up and began to walk back inside the hotel. He glanced over his shoulder, and stopped walking. He turned around and decided to show his appreciation.

"Thanks."

Jayne's eyes widened as she looked over at Kendall and watched as he turned and continued his way inside. She blinked, not sure whether she had heard the boy right or not. Deciding to take her chances, she nodded to herself, letting a small smile appear across her lips. She would have to remember this moment for the rest of her life.

"Well, dogs, you didn't sound half bad today."

The BTR boys smiled at each other as they stood in front of Gustavo's desk. He locked his hands together as he looked up at the four.

"But that's not good enough!" The four weren't surprised at that statement. "You've got two days, I want to hear MUSIC! Good music, not mediocre," he snapped as his assistant rolled her eyes.

"You guys did good today, just keep up the hard work and by performance time we'll be ready."

"Right," the boys said as each gained a determined look in their eyes.

"Now get out of here, I don't want to look at you dogs anymore," Gustavo stated as he motioned for the boys to shoo.

As they walked out of the office, the boys gave each other celebratory high fives; things didn't seem as bleak as they had been the day before.

"What a relief," Logan said as Kendall wrapped an arm around his friend's shoulders.

"What did I tell you guys!"

"As long as we get everything down by Friday we'll be in the clear!" James stated happily as the four walked down the hall. Carlos and James picked up the pace, wanting to catch the elevator before the doors shut, leaving Logan and Kendall to keep up at their own casual pace.

"So, you got to tell me, who did you talk to?"Kendall raised an eyebrow as he looked over at the dark haired boy. The genius gave him a suspecting expression as the blond shook his head with an unbelieving smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Seriously! I mean, yesterday you seem just as defeated as all of us and then you came back with this new determination, it was kind of weird actually."

Kendall chuckled at that as he shook his head. "I didn't talk to anyone."

"Well, when you want to stop being a little liar, I'm going to want to know," Logan stated playfully as he approached the elevator, which was being held open by Carlos and James.

Kendall hesitated as he thought for a moment.

You should be with your band members and working to try and make that happen, don't you think?

The green eyed boy smiled to himself as he shook his head, stepping on to the elevator.

"Now this is what I call relaxing," Jayne smiled to herself as she took a deep breath and released it slowly. She stretched a bit, making sure that her legs and back had been stretched enough. She stared at her living room, her furniture moved out of the way to give the girl space. She smiled and walked over to her stereo, pressing the play button.

"Here we go."

She counted off for six eight counts, nodding her head to the melody of 1812 Overture by Tchaikovsky. Before the last count, she stopped, the sound of a knock breaking her concentration. She sighed to herself as she walked over to her stereo and turned the music off. Keeping her sweats rolled up, Jayne made her way to her front door and opened it. Her eyes widened as she stared at the last person she would think would visit her.

"Hey, mind if I come in?"

Jayne hesitated as she glanced over her shoulder. Shrugging, she turned to her guest and moved aside, opening the door a bit more.

"Thanks," her companion said. Jayne watched intently, not quite sure what to expect, as her guest walked inside her home.

"So, Kendall, what are you doing here, exactly?" she asked curiously as she crossed her arms. The blond raised his big brow as he pointed to the moved furniture. Jayne smiled sheepishly as she cleared her throat and waved it off.

"Don't worry about that."

"I was actually here…well, to say that once again, I have to thank you."

"Thank me?" Jayne asked as Kendall nodded his head, taking the time to scope out the brunette's home. He smirked a bit as he found the room that had to belong to Jayne. "Thank me for what?" the girl asked, catching Kendall's full attention again.

"For…well, knocking the sense back into my head," he said as Jayne shrugged.

"I wasn't trying to make you feel better," she simply stated. "You were acting like a five year old and so I decided to remind you that you were sixteen."

"I forget it all the time," Kendall retorted back sarcastically. Jayne smirked at that as Kendall smirked back.

"Well," Jayne walked around Kendall, opening her door. "I'm busy, so if you'll excuse me."

"Right," Kendall said as he nodded and walked out to the hall. Jayne leaned against the doorframe as she gave Kendall a smirk.

"I still think you're the worst."

"And I still think you're annoying."

The two stared at each other for a second before Jayne nodded her head with a satisfied smile. "Good."

"Great."

"Fine!"

"Ok!"

"Alright!"

Rolling his eyes, Kendall shook his head as he made his way back to his home. He turned the knob and opened the door, but before he walked into his apartment, he stopped, looking back in Jayne's direction. He smiled a bit before he walked in, closing the door.

"What a dope," Jayne stated to herself as she smiled and shook her head. She closed her door, leaning against it. She stared at the floor for a moment, thinking about what she had said, and shook her head.

She was beginning to confuse what she thought she felt and what she really felt.