Disclaimer: This is complete and total FICTION. That means it never happened and is completely untrue. In fact, this is so far from the truth that it isn't even in the same country as the truth. I don't own anybody, and I make no money off of this. I am not in any way implying said characters' sexual identities.

We had just gotten back from BTR's whirlwind tour, and another trip to Wal-Mart was in order. Kelsey and Kendall had come up with a plan.

"Grace! Stop messing with James's hair. It's fine. Let's go. We have this plan." Kelsey told me. (Yep, she'd definitely been hanging out with Kendall too much.)

"Ok. Logan, you'll have to teach me the math later." I said. Kelsey was whispering something in Carlos's ear (probably about corndogs).

"Let's do this." After Kendall and Kelsey explained the plan, we headed to Wal-Mart, where the bitch who had started this whole mess was working today. She came up to us, and I waited for all hell to break loose. Instead, she said, "I'm so sorry for the last time you guys were here. My daughter's a huge fan; can I get a picture with you guys?"

"Sure." The guys said; Kelsey and I took the picture of the guys and her and we managed to get in and out without any major incidents (well, other than Carlos-in a shopping cart- racing James- also in a shopping cart).

That had been one crazy tour, and Kelsey was going to go home tomorrow; but it had been a blast.

Beside, how many girls got to say they got to shop with Big Time Rush and see their sillier sides? Yeah. Didn't think so.

Yeah, I know it's a short chapter, but I couldn't think of anything else, and this seemed like the perfect place to end it. And, the racing carts is inspired by something two of my friends did (I watched them do it, but claimed not to know them when they got in trouble...lol).