Hello again! Chapter eight! Wow, this story has been going pretty fast. I love writing it, though. Thanks to all the wonderful Story Subs, Author Subs, and such….they make my day brighter. It's my BIRTHDAY TODAY! Hurrah! I'm 18 Plus, a happy FREAKIN birthday goes out to KENDALL SCHMIDT! I think it's amazing we have the same birthday. It's like destiny….sigh….haha. Just playin- but hey! How about I ask you guys a question again? I thought that was fun!

And now, Destinysfailure's question to you…..

Who's your favorite Big Time Rush guy? Why?

And….

Should I include Camille in a future chapter? How? Bitchy friend of Jo's or maybe as Dani's new-found friend?

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LET ME KNOW!

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Okay, onto the fabulous eighth chapter of Boys on the Wall!

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ChapterEight

In which the guys have to go film and we find something to do, run into several stars, hang out with Justin Bieber & Lucas Cruikshank

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We had all finished swimming and were drying off when someone's phone rang to the tune of some random cha-cha dancing song. Logan quickly ran up to his bag and pulled out a brand-new iPhone (I was jealous. I had a Samsung Juke).

"Hello?" he said into the speaker. "Oh, yeah! Right now? Sure, I guess. How long is it gonna take?...Well, that's fine I guess. I'll tell the guys. Yup, 'bye." He looked at all of us and shook his head sadly, frowning. "We have to go film the new episode. They're mad we aren't there right now."

"We can't," Kendall said quickly. "Dani and Erin are here."

"What can we do? They need us to be there. Yesterday was our day off," Logan said sadly. "If we don't do our job today, then we'll be screwed."

"It's fine," I said, touching Kendall's shoulder. He looked at me in this sad way. "It'll be over before you know it. Me and Erin will find something to do, don't worry."

"Of course we will!" Erin said brightly.

"….Alright," he said slowly. "But nothing stupid, okay? Text me every once in a while."

"Ooh, me too!" Carlos said quickly, pulling out his phone. Him and Erin traded numbers quickly, and I told Kendall mine. Of course, I saw that Logan and James were typing my number into their phones, too. Oh, no. I feel a text war coming on later. I tried to ignore that as their limo pulled up again. Kendall gave me this huge, passion-filled hug, and I just about melted into the ocean. He winked then ran off after the guys into the limo, which left.

"Hey. They left us here at the beach," Erin said angrily, tapping her foot on the cement. "Now what are we supposed to do?"

"Let go get lost in Hollywood," I replied, grinning.

"We aren't going to get butt-raped, are we?"

"No. Wait…WHAT?"

"I dunno. I'm just thinking about the worst."

"Well, we'll avoid any dark alleys or strange men that are any stranger than Big Time Rush."

"So…we don't have anything to worry about."

"Nope."

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"My feet are killing me," Erin groaned. We were walking down the main street of Hollywod, the one lined with all the palm trees and such. It smelled like a warm, fruity breeze around the area and many mansions lined the streets.

"Holy shit! That's Brad Pitt!" I said loudly, spotting the man that everyone thought was so hot. I personally thought he was ugly, but hey, not everyone was me.

"Oh my….wow," she breathed. We were walking beside famous stars, I could just feel the vibes of Hollywood echoing in this street. "Hey, is that Shane Dawson?"

She was totally right. There he was, in all his glory, holding up an iPhone, probably talking into it for his next vlog. I couldn't help myself- I ran up to him and he put down his iPhone, giving me this strange look.

"Can I help you?" he asked.

"Heck yes. You're Shane Dawson!" I said, grinning.

"Well, in this outfit," he grinned back. "Are you a fan?"

"Absolutely. You're awesome. Will you sign my shirt?" I asked. Yes, that morning I HAD worn my Shane Dawson shirt. I was a cyber-nerd. He pulled out a silver sharpie and wrote a huge paragraph on my back….or, that's what it felt like.

"Do you wanna be in my video?" he asked. My eyes widened.

"Really?" I was in total disbelief.

"Absolutely. Hold on…let me turn on the camera on this thing," he said, messing around with his phone. Finally he held it towards me and gave me this huge, cheesy grin. I laughed. "So I met a big fan of mine today…..what's your name again?"

"I'm Dani," I said, smiling. "And I can't believe I ran into you here. At all."

"Why's that?" he asked, laughing.

"Because I'm a huge fan and I've already seen so many guys on this trip I thought I'd never see."

"Oh? Like who? Did you see Taylor Lautner shirtless?" He waggled his eyebrows and I kept a straight face, shaking my head. It was unbelievably hard.

"No, but I did have sex with Robert Pattinson. I'm due for the next vampire baby," I told him. This time HE cracked up.

"Team Edward?"

"No, but it sounds really disgusting so I thought I'd say it. I actually met the guys from Big Time Rush."

"What about Justin Bieber?"

"…Yes, I actually did meet J-Beebs. He's pretty epic….and surprisingly shorter than I thought."

"Wow. So, any last words to the YouTubers out there?"

"Of course! SHANE DAWSON ROCKS!" I yelled, grinning. He put his phone down and smirked at me.

"Thanks a lot, Dani. See you around?" he asked, starting to walk away. I nodded quickly and ran off back to Erin, who was ordering something from a vendor.

"I JUST MET SHANE DAWSON AND WAS IN A VIDEO," I said quickly. She looked at me in surprise as the vendor handed her a hot dog. "PLUS he signed my SHIRT! Quick, what does it say?" I turned my back to her.

"It says: 'Dani, you're really hot. Shanaynay says to keep it real, bitch and keep being a fan'," she said around a mouthful of hot dog. "Wow, so what was he like?"

"Extremely awesome and funny. I thought he was going to be a douche," I admitted.

"Why's that?"

"I dunno. Brad Pitt didn't look at us."

"Why would we want him to?"

"Good point. Okay, let's keep going." We continued to walk down the boulevard, managing to make ourselves look stupid as other people vlogged by waving our arms and making faces. We really weren't mature at all.

"Where are we going, anyways?" I asked.

"There," she said, pointing at a tall building with several sign around it. It read Fred: The Movie red carpet premiere.

"We're never going to get in," I told her. "We're not famous."

She groaned. "I wish we KNEW someone famous that could get us in."

"…Erin, you're brilliant." And I pulled out my phone and dialed Justin Bieber's number. He picked up on the second ring.

"Hey, this is Justin," he said. There were a lot of loud screams around him, so I had to yell overtop them.

"Justin? This is Dani from yesterday."

"Oh!" The sounds suddenly got quieter and all I could hear was his voice. "What's up, Shawty?"

"Uh, I have a question for you," I said. "I don't want to use you or anything, but uh….."

"Whatever you want, I'll do it. What do you need?"

"I'm actually standing in front of the Fred: The Movie premiere, and I was wondering….."

"….If I could get you in," he finished. "Guess where I'm headed right now?"

"Somewhere far away?" I questioned.

"No, I'm heading there right now," he told me, laughing. "I'll be there in a bit. I'll find you."

"Sounds good, Justin. See ya." I hung up the phone to see Erin's jaw hanging open.

"Who did you just talk to?"

"Justin Bieber. We'll be getting in to the movie," I told her. She just shook her head and gave me the usual Oh, Dani. We waited patiently on a bench outside of the premiere as stars walked in.

"Ooh! There's Jeanette McCurdy."

"I see Victoria Justice!"

"Hey! There's Miranda Cosgrove."

"OMG, I think that's iJustine."

We continued on this way for a good ten minutes before a limo pulled up. The door opposite the red carpet opened and Justin's head popped out for a brief second. He waved us over as a bunch of screaming girls packed onto the side of the limo. A tall, scary-looking bodyguard stepped out of the front and ushered us over to the limo. We got into that side, and Justin instantly grinned at us.

"I didn't know we had company. Hey, I'm Justin," he said, extending his hand to Erin. She shook it with wide eyes. Haha, she didn't know what to say!

"That's Erin," I told him.

"Okay. So, are you ready for the paparazzi?" he asked. I gulped nervously; I wished I had Carlos' hockey helmet to ram through them. I nodded though and so did Erin. The bodyguard opened up the other door and we climbed out amidst all the camera flashes.

"Justin! Justin! Which one of these ladies is your girlfriend?" asked a news reporter.

"We're friends," I answered shortly and walked up towards the orange carpet.

"What about Kendall Schmidt?" asked another. I stopped short, feeling my heart thumping in my chest.

"What about him?" I retorted.

"You two have a thing!" the man said excitedly. "Does Jo know? What about Justin? What is this going to do to your relationship with Kendall?"

"We're not in a relationship, thank you, bye," I replied angrily, shoving him aside and leading Erin and Justin through the attack.

"Holy yuck," Erin said, holding her head. "I wasn't prepared for a paparazzi attack."

"It's like that everyday," Justin told her, flipping his hair. I think about 20 million flashes went off when he did just that.

"Hey, Justin!" said a scarily familiar voice. I turned slowly to see Lucas Crukishank….and whoa, when did he get so hot? His hair was kinda flippy like Justin's, but somehow just a little hotter. He smiled at Justin, then his eyes turned to me and we were both frozen. "Hi….uh…."

"Oh, this is Dani," Justin said. I held my hand out and we shook for a while.

"I'm a big fan," I confessed. "Congratulations."

"Thanks," he finally said, grinning. "Did you watch Fred on YouTube?"

"Since the beginning," I laughed. "You're awesome, dude."

"So are you," he replied. I blushed a brilliant red. Then that Caitlin girl appeared in the crowd….wow, she was famous for being particularly no one. They embraced and Justin winked at me, walking into the movie with this mysterious blonde girl. Well, you can't win over every star, right?

"Looks like we're sitting in the back of the theater," I told Erin. Lucas gave me a weird look and then smiled.

"Did you guys want to come sit up by me?" he asked. I blushed the most brilliant red ever. It was his movie and he wanted us to sit by him?

"Are you sure you don't have to sit by….Jeanette or something?" Erin asked, looking around nervously. She didn't do so well with a lot of people around.

"She'll understand. Come on," he said, taking my arm and leading me down the orange carpet. I linked my arm with Erin's and we all went into the theater.

"Congrats, Fred!" shouted some random YouTubers that looked familiar but I couldn't recognize them. He waved and grinned in their direction, but continued to lead us into the theater. It was getting pretty full, and to my astonishment I saw some faces there that I thought was unbelievable. Being famous is a crazy business! Everyone's eyes were on my back as we went and sat down in the front row of the theater. That's when I realized I was wearing a Shane Dawson t-shirt to a Fred: The Movie premiere. Shane made fun of Fred ALL the time. What was I thinking? Oh dear God. That's why they were giving such a look! The guilt grew in my stomach and I turned to look at Lucas, who was grinning at me like a moron. I laughed.

"Psst," I whispered. He leaned in.

"Yeah?"

"I'm wearing a Shane Dawson shirt. Do you want to kill me?"

"It looks cute. Why would I want to kill you?" he whispered back. I blushed again.

"Because he made the video Fred is dead and you know it."

"I don't care. It's just funny, right?" Suddenly the movie started, and I turned to see Justin and Caitlin all snuggled up. She had sure shown up fast. How weird. I wasn't sure whether to be worried or happy that he had found another girl. Oh well. Hollywood was just slightly weird.

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"That was EPIC," I laughed as the credits rolled down the huge screen. The stars were filing out, one by one, and finally Lucas, Erin, and I all stood.

"So you liked it?" he asked. I nodded furiously.

"I knew I would." I grinned. "Where now, Lucas?"

"Afterparty time!" he cheered, grabbing Erin and I by the arms and dragging us behind. He was just as funny and crazy as Fred. The party outside was just as epic as the movie- everything was labeled. I mean, there was a party sign with an arrow pointing towards the party. Too cute. Suddenly my phone rang to the tune of Justin Bieber's Somebody To Love, and I looked to see a new text message. Let the text wars begin!

This chapter seems a bit off, and I included a lot of famous stars, but I thought it might be kind of a different thing to do. Did you like it? Let me know down there! And look forward to the next chapter…it's pretty dang amusing. By the way, more DRAMA with JO to come!