A/N:Sorry for the super duper late post. Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR! - and because of that I'm out of state. I almost died along the trip. Trust me, you do not want to go through what I go through, though I like the mountains. :)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Big Time Rush, but I do own everything else. :D Enjoy.


Chapter 1:

Elizabeth Alaughy leaned back against her favorite couch, raising her hand up high and inspecting the scars decorating in between her hands and her shoulder. Her mind instantly floats back towards the incident that happened five years ago:

Gleefully as she could be, Elizabeth skipped her way out of the music store and is on her way home. She was oblivious towards the whole world, knowing that she was one of the lucky few the band itself caught their attention to.

She turned around the corner into a small alley, not thinking about the dangers that lie ahead of her, but the thought of her going into her bedroom and daydreaming again.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her arms and pulled her straight towards the ground, hitting the girl's head in the process. Elizabeth was still in shock, but managed to look up to whoever was doing this to her. Her eyes grew wider as she noticed 5 other girls looking back down to her. They looked terribly unhappy and jealous; two things you might want to steer clear off.

"Who are you guys? What do you want?"

"We are your worst nightmare," they replied in unison, "And we've come to take something from those who don't deserve it."

"Liz!"

The sudden sound made her jump back to reality, "What is it Evangeline?"

Evangeline McCartney is Elizabeth's best friend and secretary. After the incident that happened five years ago, Evangeline have never left her side since. Though Elizabeth works as a veterinarian scientist and earns way more than what Evangeline herself earned for one whole year, she is still willing to take up the opportunity, "You do realize we are late for the TV interview, right?"

"I don't think I want to be in that TV interview, Evangeline. Not after that incident."

"I know that Liz! But didn't you say that animals have their own place in this world and more people should earn respect. And talk about the four cute guys you would be interviewing with."

In a few seconds, Elizabeth stood up from the couch and was in front of the frightened secretary, "Don't mention their names in front of me, or even talk to them."

"Come on! What's wrong with you—" her best friend stopped talking as soon as Elizabeth showed her the scars on her body, "They are the ones who caused this to happen. You know how scared I am when going out with dates or even wear revealing clothes? You were never in my shoes."

"I'm sorry, Liz. I didn't know that," Elizabeth slumped back on the couch as the secretary sat beside her, her right hand raised up as her thumb and middle finger went on to soothe the sides of her temple, "that's all right. I'm constantly faced with this all the time."

"So… do you want to go on with this? I can call the producer and cancel the interview if you'd like," soothing hands can be felt from the concerned friend as it rubs itself slowly up and down.

Elizabeth closed her eyes for a moment, before it opens again, along with a heaved sigh coming from her mouth, "No, that's all right. Let's do it…"

"… Even if I'm going to meet them again."

Evangeline nodded as she stood up, brushing off the dirt from her shirt, "All right then. I'll go prepare the equipment. I guess I'll see you in a bit?"

"Sure thing," Elizabeth stood up as soon as the door leading towards the main hallway closed. She turned to look outside, wondering to herself what she was going to do when she meets them. Give them a cold shoulder and just get on with the interview? No, she can't do that. She couldn't even stand looking into Kendall's eyes when offering them a small smile?

Now that's just being sympathetic.

Elizabeth heard her friend's voice around the corner, "The car's here! Let's go! We're going to be late on This Morning! I can't wait to meet Holly Willoughby."

"All right, all right. I'm coming," her bottoms were unwilling to move, but in the end she stood up and began walking out of the room.

As she turned off all the electrical appliances, she let out a long sigh:

Here we go again.