A/N: Hola! I found the whole iCarly/Big Time Rush concept to be quite interesting, so I decided to write this! I also was yearning to write something new(I know, I have other stories to work on, but I like me a challenge!). So, I do not own Big Time Rush(hmm, that would be fun haha) NOR do I own iCarly(oh lord, the things that would happen). Enjoy!

Sometimes, life can hand on to you pretty amazingly pleasant surprises. And sometimes, those surprises can start with something as usual as my older brother, Spencer, falling down the stairs in his haste to reach me.

"Carly," he had said before he went tumbling down the stairs like the wacky artist he was. "I got really big n—AHHH" he had been running like a wild animal, and must've skipped a step or something. He rolled down the stairs like a ball rolls down a hill.

"Spencer! Are you okay?" I ask as I run over to his body, which at the moment, I'm sure is filled with pain. He nodded and slowly got up.

"I'm alright. I fell last week, remember? I came back from the hospital with only a sprained wrist! I'm a super trooper!" he says as I wrap his arm around my shoulder and lead him over to the couch. I lay him down as the pounding of the door becomes apparent to my ears. Oh, Sam.

I run over to the door and unlock it. Normally, she would've just opened the door and let herself right in, but I finally forced her into thinking that breaking and entering was wrong. At least, I think I did.

"Hey wazzup, Carls?" Sam says to me as she walks through the door and makes her self right at home on the couch next to Spencer. She puts her feet up on his lap, and puts her arms behind her head. Spencer, who is of course, very used to this, just shrugs his shoulders and turns on the TV.

"Oh, nothing much. Spencer just fell down the stairs again," Spencer shot me a look of amusement for some odd reason. "Uh, I'm going crazy over this project we have, and before you got here, I was checking out the iCarly message boards. Come look!" I say before Sam gets off her lazy butt, and walks over to the computer and sits down in one of the red stools next to me.

We giggle as we read a message from some dude named Harold who thought that we were "Quite attractive, and had bouncy hair", and Sam felt like punching the screen when we read Kayley28's post about how she and Freddie should start dating.

"You know, it's not that bad of an idea…" I say, knowing that Sam would just flip out.

"Never, ever, ever say that to me, Shay. Since you're my best friend, I will not murder you, but if I have to, I will." Says Sam while giving me a very serious glare. I hold my hands up as if to say "Okay, okay, I understand. Please don't hurt me." Of course, Freddie decides to waltz inside the apartment out of nowhere.

"Hola, mi amigos!" Yells Freddie, happily with his laptop in his hand. I see Sam roll her eyes.

"Hey, Freddie."

"How's it going with Crazy, Freddiwiener?" Sam asks with a raised eyebrow.

"She's not crazy! At least, I don't think so…completely." He says, protectively of his wacko of a mother. Suddenly, I remember something.

"Spencer, before you almost got maimed by those stairs, what were you trying to tell me?"

"What? OH! Yeah, that…" he said as he leaned up more on the couch. He smiled and took a deep breath. "Okay, so you guys know how I'm an avid contest enterer?" he asked.

Of course, we all nodded our heads. Spencer is obsessed with winning useless junk.

"Well," he continues. "I entered in this contest to get an all expenses paid trip to Hollywood!" Yells Spencer, excitedly. Sam, Freddie, and I just exchange worried looks. Spencer notices this.

"What's wrong guys? I thought you'd be happy about this." He says with a bit of disappointment in his voice.

"Well, it's just…the last time we went to Hollywood, it didn't work out so well." I said and everyone turned to look at Sam. Because of her, the last time we went to Hollywood, we were stuck in a filthy room with rats and stinky hobos outside our window!

"No, no, no! This is different, guys! We'll be staying at the Palm Woods Hotel! Anyone whose famous stays there! We won 5 tickets! One for me, one for each of you, and we're gonna need one more person…" he says when the thought of someone bursts through my mouth.

"Gibby!" I yell, leaving everyone to stare at me like I'm some sort of weirdo. I blush a little and explain. "Gibby was supposed to go to this skiing thing with his family this weekend, but it turns out that the place closed down due to a random climate change or not enough fake snow or something." I say, looking around at my friends and brother. They all slowly nod their heads and I pick up the phone to call Gibby.

"This is gonna be really cool! I just have to go and beg my mom to let me go now. See you guys!" Freddie says, running out of the door.

I'm excited too. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that this trip is going to be one really pleasant surprise…