The boys had been in Colorado for about a week. Logan had registered for classes with Aspen State University. It was too late to register as a new student, but he was able to sign up for two separate classes via this program they had for guests.

That's how he found himself inside Room 232 of McEzra Hall at 12:25 PM on the second Tuesday of his five month trip. Excitedly and for an unknown reason a bit nervously, he climbed the risers of the lecture hall and chose a seat in the back. Usually, he liked sitting up front, but he thought this might make him less noticeable to the other students, especially any screaming teenage girls taking this Biology course. It also helped, he hoped, that he was wearing a black baseball cap. He thought about sunglasses, but inside a dark classroom he might look more suspicious. Plus, he wouldn't be able to see well.

"Hello." A blonde girl with wide set blue eyes sat down in the desk next to Logan. "You're not saving this for anyone?"

Logan shook his head. None of his other friends would be caught dead in a classroom when they were on a mandatory break. They actually thought he was crazy for the two classes he was taking. Of course, he was used to that. He wasn't known as the Big Time Brain for nothing. Also, he had dreams of becoming a doctor one day. Any time he could use to take classes toward that goal he would. A part of him wished he could skip college and go right on to that med degree, but a life lesson pointed out to him that wasn't the best idea.

"I'm Alicia," she introduced herself after pulling out a small black tablet pc from her backpack.

"Camille," he choked out.

"Your name's Camille? I thought that was a…"

"Logan," he quickly interrupted. "I'm Logan."

"Oh my god, you are! You're Logan from—"

He immediately clasped a hand over her mouth. Boy, did he regret giving that girl his name. Well, he wouldn't make that mistake again.

"Don't say it!"

"Big Time Rush," she whispered when he removed his hand from her mouth. "My sister's a fan."

"And you're not?" He asked surprised.

"I prefer rock music," she stated nonchalantly.

"Our music rocks. Have you ever heard 'Paralyzed'?"

Alicia laughed.

"Adding one song that kind of sort of rocks to your repertoire does not a rock band make."

Logan opened his mouth to reply something about not being Kendall who got pissed when people told him his music didn't rock when the professor stood in front of the class and began speaking.

"Welcome to Introduction to Biology. I am Mr. King, your professor. I will now call roll to make sure you are all enrolled in my class. This will not become an everyday activity. However, do not use that idea to skip class. Missing any of my classes will most definitely result in a failing grade on the tests." He turned on the overhead projector standing in front of him. "While I do that begin copying these notes."

Alicia pulled out a black stylus and began scribbling away on her tablet. Logan looked on with a bit of jealousy. He had pulled out his laptop and was waiting for it to finish booting up. If he had something like Alicia, that would be cool. He'd have to ask her about it after class.

"Logan Mitchell," Mr. King called out.

Logan quickly ducked his head and softly responded, "Here."

"Logan Mitchell?" Mr. King repeated.

"Here," Logan repeated louder. He could feel all the eyes on him. He knew the entire room was staring at him and that most of them, mostly the girls, were trying to figure out if he was in fact The Logan Mitchell from Big Time Rush.

Was attending college a mistake? He hadn't taken into account being a celebrity. People got excited upon seeing him in Los Angeles, but it wasn't the same as celebrities were a dime a dozen there. Elsewhere, even the upper class's winter playground, was a different story.

Logan took a deep breath and decided not to let it bother him. He was here to learn biology. If some girl decided to become a teeny bopper on him, he would, he would…well, he wasn't sure what he would do. He couldn't ignore her, could he? That would be hurtful.

Many celebrities had attended college; most recently he recalled hearing of that girl from Harry Potter, what's her name, Emma something or other, attending Brown University. The paparazzi had taken some pictures and some kids acted goofy, but overall he thought he'd heard she'd had a good time, so maybe it was possible for him. He knew it wouldn't be normal. Nothing after starting Big Time Rush was normal.

He looked up when an elbow nudged his left arm into his laptop.

"You okay?" Alicia whispered loudly. "You haven't moved an inch since the teacher called your name."

"Just thinking," he hissed back.

"'K well, you might wanna start taking notes."

Logan thought about hurrying out of the room as soon as class finished, but then he would just end up in the rush of students. It was best if he waited until the crowd thinned out. He was still afraid a rabid fan would recognize him. Someone else decided to wait with him.

"Are you, uh, living here on campus?" Alicia asked.

"I'm not really a student here," he admitted. "I'm just taking two classes as part of ASU's guest program. I didn't know I would be coming to Aspen until a couple of weeks ago." He really wanted to know why he was spilling his guts to this girl who really was just a stranger to him.

"Ah. I was a bit surprised my sister hadn't mentioned anything about you attending Aspen State. If it had been out there she would have found out. Trust me; she's your biggest fan."

That's what they all say, Logan thought. Noticing most of the students were gone, Logan grabbed his bag and headed down the steps.

"I have calculus next," he said when he stepped outside McEzra Hall. Alicia had been following him so closely he wondered if she really did have a sister.

"Me, too!"

"Really?"

"No. That was my last class of the day. I'm not a genius like you. I know you're called The Big Time Brain."

"For someone who's not a fan…"

"You're my sister's favorite, okay? She talks about you all the time and when I say all the time I mean ALL the time. You're the Big Time Brain. You want to become a doctor. Your favorite color is black." Logan blushed. He hated talking about himself like this. He also wanted her to shut up in case someone else heard. "You lived in Texas before moving to Minnesota and meeting the other boys. My sister actually wanted us to go on vacation to Minnesota this summer so we could see where you used to live. You're dating a girl named Camille Roberts, whom my sister has decided to loath."

"That's too bad. Camille's a great girl."

"Of course you'd say that. You're dating her. But, to a fan, she's the enemy for stealing her favorite boy band member. But, yeah, I saw her in Magic Middle School and she was pretty good…a bit overdramatic but good nonetheless."

"You just about nailed it there." He stopped walking. "Are you sure it's not you who's the fan? You chose to sit next to me back there."

"I always sit in the back and with that hat on," she thumped the bill of his baseball cap, "I couldn't really tell it was you. I'm sure my sister would have been able to figure it out, though. The only reason I even know what you look like is because of the million posters and Pop Tiger pullouts she has of you and your band. Fortunately," she smirked, "she mostly listens to your music through her earphones so I don't have to be subjected to it."

Logan chose to ignore the jab and pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Can you help me find Rummager Hall?"

"We're standing in front of it." She batted his baseball cap again.

He turned to look at the three story brick building in front of him.

"Oh. Well, this is where I go in 'cause I have class. Um, see you Thursday?"

"Yeah, Thursday."

Well, it's been almost ten years since I've been in college (graduated in 2004 so yes, I feel old). Back then it was all notebooks, pencils, and pens, but I hear now students bring laptops and I assume tablets to class to take notes with. I don't know from experience, but I'm going to go with that being the norm.

As for Aspen State, it is a college I made up. I based it off Colorado State University which is roughly a 2 hour drive from Aspen. It would have fit for Logan to go there, but I couldn't have him drive a combo of four hours a day. CSU has this program where guests, non-enrolled students, can take two classes a semester. I thought that would be perfect for Logan with him not knowing about this break in Colorado until just about two weeks before classes start, way too late to apply.

BTW, I want to let you readers know I am not against reviews, so if you want to send them send them. But, you don't have to if you don't want to. Just read my story. Please.

I am updating this story really fast (for me). That's what happens when inspiration hits.