Hello, my amazing (but strangely silent) readers! Now listen, I love you guys and all, but don't be quiet! I want to hear your voice on what's going to happen! This isn't just another story you pick off your library's shelf- you can help decide what happens next. That's the beauty of fanfiction. It lets everyone's voice be heard. Well, except on one-shots. You're screwed there. So, I have a surprise! I have actually been working on a few ONE-SHOTS! I have one finished for James, one for Carlos, and Logan's ended up being a story….who knows, I may put that on here! Onto the question!

Questionn:

Who do you like more? Justin Bieber or BTR?

Submitted by:

TazzyWazzy

Answerrrr!:

Thanks, TazzyWazzy! I would have to say Big Time Rush- there's four amazing, talented guys and they have their own show and really can sing great! Justin can too, and he's a great person too, but my heart's set on BTR all the way (probably because they're more around my age and Justin's not). I still think it would be hilarious if Justin or BTR found this story. I can only imagine. (Psst- sorry I haven't updated lately! I'm working on it! Thanks for getting my butt in gear!)

Great, great. Now, let's get going on chapter SIX of Boys On the Wall!

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ChapterFive

In which I wake up in heaven, piss James off royally, and meet Palmwood's biggest bitch

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I woke up not to an alarm clock, or to anyone's rude voices yelling at me, but Kendall poking me in the side. I lazily opened one eye to find his closed, and he was snoring softly and mumbling in his sleep.

"I wanna watch…the hockey game now, Mom," he sleep-talked, poking my side like it was a remote. I giggled.

"Kendall," I said in a deep voice, trying to make it sound not like mine. "We should go meet your brother."

"Dani, I don't care if you like my brother, we aren't going to meet him. Turn his show off! I'm right here, you know!" I couldn't help it- I burst out laughing. His eyes flew open in fear, then he sighed.

"I know you're right here," I finally said, brushing my hair back. He looked back at me and frowned.

"You had to watch his show in my dream," he told me slowly.

"I always do," I said, grabbing a remote off of his nightstand and turning on the flat screen in front of us. To my surprise, and extreme liking, Unnatural History really was on Cartoon Network. I watched happily as the show's beginning came on.

"Excuse me? Hotter brother sitting right beside you," he said, sitting even closer to me.

"Excuse me, cute brother on the television," I replied, still staring intently at the screen. Henry and Jasper were arguing about something, and I had to laugh.

"If that's how you feel, then I'm leaving," he said, putting his feet over the side of the bed. I finally looked over at him; his hair was all messed up and to one side, his dark eyebrows lowered in frustration, and his brown eyes were studying the floor. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto the bed and, with surprising force, accidentally pulled him on top of me. His warm eyes studied mine, and his arms were on either side of mine.

"Does this mean that you take back Kevin being cuter than me?" he asked.

"I guess so," I replied, grinning. His lips were nearing mine again. The butterflies in my stomach jumped around nervously, waiting for the moment. His hand brushed the hair out of my eyes gently.

"Good." Then the bedroom door burst open, and we looked to see Logan standing in the doorway.

"Uh….I was….you see…..wow, this is really awkward," Logan said, looking at us in disgust.

"It's not what it looks like!" I said quickly, yanking Kendall off me and onto the floor. "I couldn't sleep last night."

"I can see that," Logan grinned evilly. Oh god, what did he think we….oh no.

"No, no I STILL have my v-card, promise!" I swore, standing and putting my hand on my heart. "Promise!"

"What's a v-card?" asked Carlos, walking by. I giggled.

"I'll take your word for it and ask no more," Logan said, walking away. Kendall stood from the bed, brushing off his chest, and grinned nervously. He offered me his hand and I took it, standing. I then realized I must have looked like total shit with no make-up on. I'm not exactly a girly-girl and I don't need tons of bronzer, but I'm not perfect like those of us that can just go without make-up.

"I'm a hideous beast- you may want to run and hide," I said under my hands. His reached up and took my hands away from my face.

"You're beautiful, Dani," he told me. I blushed a violent red.

"You are too, Kendall," I said. He grinned.

"Thanks." I walked past him, a blush still on my face, and into the living room, where Erin was standing with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot. I was probably in trouble.

"Good morning, sunshine!" I said brightly, trying to lighten the mood. She just narrowed her eyes.

"You went and slept with one of them already?" Erin accused. I winced and shook my head furiously.

"No! I couldn't sleep so I wandered around and I found Kendall's room first-" I said.

"-Excuses, excuses!" she shouted, throwing her hands up in the air dramatically. She then walked up close to me and whispered. "Was he any good?"

"Uh, we didn't do anything like that, we just slept, promise," I told her, putting my hand on my heart for the SECOND time this morning. I am not a whore.

"Okay. I believe you," she said, leaning back and nodding. "Next time warn me though. I thought something happened to you last night!" Then Carlos walked in and she smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Good morning, ladies!" he said. I grinned.

"'Morning, Carlos," I said. "Where's James?"

"Oh, James is still sleeping," he said.

"Where's his room at?"

"Next to Kendall's…..why?"

"I shall go and wake him up," I said, walking out of the room.

"He's not going to be happy!" Carlos yelled after me.

"He can deal with it," I answered. I followed the hallway off the living room, by Kendall's room again, and right into James'. The room smelled of the Cuda fragrance that my little brother back home sometimes wore, but heavier, like the inside of a Hollister store. I waved my hand over my nose to try to get it away, but it didn't work out so well. I slowly snuck my way over to James' bed, where he was sleeping soundly…with a mask over his face. I understand beauty sleep, but that was just plain ridiculous.

"James, get up," I whispered, trying to be kind. He didn't move an inch. "James. Wake up, now." He still didn't stir at all, except for a slight moan.

"JAMES, GET THE HELL UP!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. He shot out of his bed like a bullet, ripping the mask off.

"WHAT? WHAT?" he looked around the room and shouted, then found me standing there. I gave a short, nervous laugh and grinned before I saw the fury in his eyes. "I NEED BEAUTY SLEEP! ARGH!"

At first I thought he was going to lay back down and go back to sleep. This was my first guess at his morning routine. Carlos didn't warn me about all his habits, though, and even though I was a girl, habits die hard. He scrambled out of bed and charged after me. So, my second guess was he was going to kill me…and I should run. I laughed my head off at his ridiculous-looking hair and shot through the doorway like a bullet and went right back into Kendall's room, slamming the door and locking it. I breathed out a sigh of relief

"You can only hide for so long," Kendall warned from behind me. I turned quickly to see him only wearing a white towel around his waist. He was perfect, and by perfect I mean muscles everywhere, cute, wet hair, and a little smile on his lips. I looked away, embarrassed , and nodded.

"I know, I know. I think I'm going to get away from this room until James cools down," I told him. "I'll be in the lobby, I think."

"That's a good idea," he grinned. "See you down there. But before you leave make sure you grab a swimsuit- I think we're going to the beach."

"Great!" I grabbed a bag from inside his room and prepared to burst through the door where James was still yelling at me. "Okay, on the count of three…..one…two….three!" And I ran straight through the door, knocked over James , and went right out of 2J and into the safety of the hallway. Loud footsteps thudded behind me- seriously, how mad can one guy get about losing maybe ten minutes of sleep? I decided not to figure out the answer and ran into the elevator, jamming down on the first floor button. I watched as James was charging toward me, and just before he reached me the metal doors slammed shut. I sighed and leaned against the back of the elevator, relieved. Then I noticed I wasn't alone.

"Hello," said a voice just dripping with hate.

"Um…hi," I answered, looking to see the blonde girl (Jo? I wasn't sure) giving me a look.

"You must be new here. I'm Jo," she introduced herself.

"Danielle," I smiled, trying to be friendly. I even extended a hand in her direction, but she looked at it as if I had killed something and was offering it to her to eat.

"Uh, yeah, okay," she said with a snotty attitude I was getting pissed off already. "Listen, Danielle, I know you like Kendall and all, but hands off."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Don't get any closer to my Kendall then you already have," she threatened.

"YOUR Kendall? I really don't think he's that into you, Jo."

"That you know of. We're going out right now, but keep it under wraps because of the show," she told me, brushing her hair off her shoulder. "So don't try anything- he's not single."

"Oh," I said sadly. The elevator opened and Jo and I stepped out into the lobby. I sat on one of the couches and sighed, resting my head on my fist. Why would he go for her, anyways? She seemed really superficial and bitchy. Then again, how was I supposed to know- I wasn't a famous celebrity that could have any girl he wanted.

"Enjoying the Palmwoods drama?" asked Mr. Bitters from behind the desk. I rolled my eyes in his direction. "Yes, it's true, Jo and Kendall are dating."

"On the show, or for real?" I asked him.

"Both- they're always acting like a couple around here….well, at least until yesterday when you showed up with him. He seemed happier," he commented. I tried to smile but just nodded at him.

"Thanks, but I obviously can't compete with her. She's so…perfect," I winced.

"Perfect on the outside, but on the inside she's just as ugly as all the other starlets here."

"….Thanks, Mr. Bitters. I kind of feel better." This time I really did smile at the man, and he smiled back. Our moment was interrupted by the elevators opening again and the guys all bursting through the door. Well, most of the guys- Carlos and Erin were in their own little world and talking about who knows what.

"I'm telling you, it was the worst awakening I've had since Carlos farted directly in my face," James was telling Kendall. "The worst!"

"You liked it," Logan teased him.

"That's not the point," James answered quickly, putting a finger in the air.

"Hey, Dani," Kendall smiled, noticing me. "There you are. Ready to go?"

"-Where are we going, honey?" Jo asked, butting me over. I groaned.

"'We' aren't going anywhere, Jo. I'm taking Dani and Erin and the rest of the guys to the beach. Minus you," he added, to my satisfaction. I butted her out and grinned.

"I'm ready to go," I said, taking his arm. "And excited." I watched as Jo narrowed her eyes in my direction and half-shuddered. Maybe there was something she could do about it. I didn't stick around long enough to find out, though, as I walked with Kendall out the doors and to the limos.

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Hey! ^^ I had to make some SERIOUS changes to this chapter, which means I have to make a lot of serious changes to this story! It may be a little bit before chapter 7, but I promise not to make you wait too long. Thanks! Review button is just below this- press and tell me your thoughts!