I don't own Big Time Rush or anything besides my OCs.

Zoey POV

I was on edge the whole plane ride. I was always terrified of heights and I didn't understand how a plane weighing thousands of pounds could stay in the air. Every bit of turbulence we hit, I closed my eyes and grabbed Grace's arm; my nails eventually dug into her skin and made her bleed. She finally had to ask the flight attendant for a pillow so I would stop clawing her. Sarah and Skinner were trying to calm me down, but it wasn't working. I was shaking; the pilot came on over the speaker, telling us that the seat belt light was now on and we would be landing soon. I didn't have to worry about my seatbelt because I didn't take it off.

"Zo," Sarah said, "it's almost over. You're alright."

I didn't listen to her; I just absentmindedly said, "I have to pee."

"How long have you had to pee?" Skinner asked.

"Since we got on the plane."

"Zoey!" Sarah said, "Why didn't you go?"

"I was scared."

"Well," Grace sighed, "hold it in; I don't want to smell piss for the rest of the flight."

Skinner addressed the man across the aisle, "Sir?" she asked politely, "Could you wake that man next to you, please?"

The man, a short, plump Hispanic man, looked like he spoke little English and looked very confused.

I stepped in and translated, "Señor, ¿podría despertar al hombre a tu lado?" being Hispanic definitely had its benefits. The man understood this time and tapped Zack on the shoulder, "Gracias." I told him.

"What do you want, Skin?" Zack asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"You know the plan?" Skinner asked, obviously worried that Zack would mess things up, "We get our luggage, catch a taxi and go straight to the Palmwoods." Skinner sat her chair up reluctantly after the flight attendant asked her to with fake politeness, "You can go up to our room and sleep; we'll be up there shortly after. We're meeting in the lobby with Gustavo Rocque."

Zack looked confused, "Gustavo Rocque? I thought Geoffrey Stone was signing you guys?"

I spoke up, "It turns out now Gustavo Rocque wants to sign us too, so we're meeting with him, just in case." I didn't look straight at Zack; it was always awkward around him for me. I had the biggest crush on him last year and he found out.

I felt a descent and knew we were finally going to land in L.A.

I clutched my pillow and crossed my fingers.

After we got off the plane, I dragged Sarah off to the bathroom with me. When we came back, Grace and Skinner had our stuff saved for us."

"Where'd Zack go?" Sarah asked.

"He went to go catch us a cab," Grace spoke up, "there it is." She and Skinner shoved our bags toward us, "Take your stuff."

We grabbed our luggage and walked out to Zack and our taxi. Unfortunately, the cab he got was one with only four doors. Zack had to sit in the front seat; Sarah, Grace, Skinner and I packed the backseat after the cab driver helped us put our bags in the trunk.

Grace, with her ADHD and claustrophobia, had found the button that opened the sunroof. She and Skinner stuck their arms out the roof; Sarah whispered, "Los Angeles." I cat-called.

Our driver was probably really annoyed, but he didn't say anything. When we got to the Palmwoods, he looked extremely grateful. He looked pointedly at Zack, "That will be forty-five dollars." He said in a heavy Arabian accent. Zack reached into his wallet and handed the man two twenties and a five. The cab driver got out of the taxi and took our bags out of the trunk. We thanked him and went through the entrance doors.

Sarah POV

The people in the Palmwoods lobby were eccentric, to say the least. There was a girl about our age who was crying and then slapped a boy in the face; the weird thing was the boy didn't even look surprised. There was a guy with a guitar, strumming randomly; a ginger (A/N: don't think I'm trying to hate on redheads; I'm not. I love gingers.) kid looked like he was hiding from somebody. Three girls around our age, maybe a year older, were looking down on everyone else; through an open door, there were four guys who seemed our age with a girl about eleven wreaking havoc by the pool.

Zack told us to find seats while he checked us in; we sat at the couches opposite the drama. We started talking about what we would say to Gustavo Rocque. Zack came back in about seven minutes and said, "Our room is 2L; the 2 stands for second floor." He told us like we were seven, "Text me if you need anything. I'll be upstairs sleeping." He left. Skinner rolled her eyes when he was gone; she told us all he did was sleep.

We waited in the lobby for awhile. It took about ten minutes for Gustavo Rocque to get there. He was a very large man wearing sunglasses. We stood up to meet him.

Gustavo walked over to us, "So, which one of you is Grace Cameron?"

Grace raised her hand, "I'm Grace Cameron; I'm second guitarist and a back vocalist. That's Sarah," she gestured to me and I smiled and waved, "she's first guitarist and our lead vocalist. Zoey's right there; she's the bassist and other back vocalist." Zoey gave him a 'sup nod and Skinner burst out laughing, "And that's Skinner; she's our drummer."

Gustavo looked us over, "What would get you girls to join Rocque Records?"

"What could you offer us," Zoey started, "perks wise?" she sat down on the couch, "Stone has offered us iPads, new instruments and an indoor soccer field for Skinner." Zoey looked at Gustavo questionably.

Gustavo made a 'psh' noise, "Forget iPads. You can't carry those around in your pockets; I could get you iPhones. I could buy you any instruments you want. And I have a whole gym in my studio." Gustavo looked like a thought hit him, "I also have Big Time Rush." Gustavo sat down across from Zoey, "I could arrange a meeting with the dogs if you girls would consider coming to Rocque Records, maybe even spin the bottle with them."

Zoey looked doubtful, but then she shocked me by saying, "I'm in." she saw me looking at her funny, then said, "Anything to get even more over Gabe."

I shrugged, "If Zo's in, I'm in." Grace nodded her head uneasily.

Skinner looked afraid; she liked Conner Paulsen back home. Grace patted her shoulder before she said, "I'll do it."

Gustavo looked extremely pleased, "Excellent. I will have Kendall's mother out of the apartment at seven." He asked us what room we were in, "Perfect." He said, "I will have the boys come to your apartment and take you to theirs."