Hi guys, i know this is different from what i usually write about but an author named ArianamaslowBTR25 got me reading her BTR stories and i decided to make one of my own, i mean i had this idea i made a month back when i found about the famous ONE DIRECTION, and so i got back into BTR and i came up with this :) so i hope you enjoy here's my latest story ( and don't worry i'll be working on my other stories this week )

o and just to warn you, i'll only continue this story if i turns out that people are 1) reading it and 2) review and like my story and give me reviews critiquing things on what need fixing or just saying they enjoy the story's good too


Big Time Rush - Chapter 1: Big Time Start

Today's the day; today's the day when my life changes. The steps that are necessary to go through to be the best I can be, the training wheels I'll have to wear until I can balance myself. I didn't sleep a wink last night; I was on a serious adrenaline rush. But, at eight o'clock in the morning, I'm still bouncing off the walls. Now, if only I knew where my packing list was, then I could get this journey underway.

My packing list was my life; it had everything I knew I was going to need for this program. Project Star-catcher. Project Star-catcher is the best program for people, like me, with big dreams who want to make it in what people call "The Big Leagues". They have professional directors, producers, agents, along with coaches and choreographers from far and wide who teach us "dreamers" to grab hold of those dreams and make it our reality. Well, that's what it says on the pamphlet I got at the informational meeting.

I worked my butt off to get on this trip. I mean I'm seventeen, finally graduated from high school (my birthday's October 28th), and I managed to keep up my grades all through high school. I mean, it shows since in the fall I'm going to Yale. Yes, I did say Yale. Their drama program is amazing, and although I'm more of a musician, I do like being apart of Drama Club at school. I want to be able to branch out to different areas in the Arts, and other programs like English, which is what I'm majoring in; my minor is drama and music.

Ah ha! I found my packing list, finally! Now, first thing, clothes, got those packed, two, necessities, you know, girl things, check! Three, journal, check! Four, music sheets, check, keyboard, it's right there next to my luggage. Dance shoes, in the closet, I should probably get those out. I dug through my messy closet and found my dance shoes in the bag I bring with me to my dance classes on the weekends. I'm not a big dancer, I just go to a local studio on weekends to get some good exercise and have fun while doing it. I'm not like my friend Tess, who's coming with me on the trip, who's a HUGE dancer. She's going to Yale with me and becoming a Dance major.

She was up with me last night until around five when she finally crashed, or so I think since she stopped replying to my text messages, freaking out over our amazing summer right around the corner. Although our journey doesn't start around the corner; you see we live in Boston, Massachusetts and we're meeting everyone in New York at JFK airport. So we have to do a little driving before then. And we're supposed to leave in…FIVE MINUTES! Uh oh.

I quickly gathered everything I knew I needed and packed it messily into my bag (I am going to regret that later), and almost threw everything down the stairs so that I was ready. After putting my bags by the front door, I trudged back up the stairs, brushed my teeth, put on some simple makeup, and then grabbed my lucky Fedora and headed out the door.

"Honey," my dad said to me. I gave him a questioning look. "Aren't you forgetting something…?" He said looking at the ground. I looked at the ground and saw I wasn't wearing shoes.

"Sorry dad, be right back." I said sheepishly rubbing the back of my neck.

"Hurry up, we have to pick up your friend Tess and get on the highway before we get stuck behind traffic." My dad said as he looked at the time.

"Okay, okay, calm down you worry wart." I chided.

"I'm not a worry wart…" My dad grumbled.

"Sure dad." I said as I turned around laughing. I went back upstairs and threw on a pair of Toms to complete my outfit. I ran down the stairs almost tripping and sprang through the door only to have a familiar voice call back to me.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your poor mother?" Said my mother. I turned around and put my hands on my hips and shook my head with a smile on my face.

"I knew I was forgetting something…" I said jokingly and I ran to the front door where my mom was hugging herself and as I jogged over she opened her arms up wide for me and I tackled her into a hug.

"Aw sweetie I'm going to miss you so much." She said almost sounding like she was going to cry. Oh no, if she cries, I know for sure I'm going to ball, and I thought I was getting so much better at that.

"I'll only be gone for seven weeks mom. I've done it before with camp, remember?" I tried reassuring her and shaking off my sadness.

"I know, but I thought once you reached High School we weren't going to have to do this again, and then you're going off to college right after." My mom complained.

"Not immediately, we still get to have our little vacation after in LA, and by then I'll know the place so well I'll be your personal tour guide." I said as I remembered how much fun it's going to be showing my family around the place that I'm going to be calling home for the next few weeks.

"Of course you will." My mom said hugging me tighter.

"Uh, mom…" I struggled saying.

"Yes sweet pea?"

"Losing oxygen." I said trying desperately to find some air.

"Oh!" My mom said getting my drift and letting go. "Sorry, I'll let you go now." She said holding me at arms length. I was going to walk over to my impatient father when more voices interrupted us.

"Wait for us sissy!" A young girl's voice called.

"You can't leave yet!" A slightly older but still childish voice called.

"Aw, Jordyn, Dillon." I said as I saw my cute little siblings round the corner of the hallway leading to the front door. They were still in their little pjs.

"When are we going to see you again?" Dillon asked, he almost sounded really upset, I thought he'd be happy to see me gone; we don't always get along.

"Well I'm bringing my computer, so I'll make sure to video chat with mommy and daddy as soon as I get to, and then I'll talk to you guys then, how's that sound?"

"Not good enough!" Jordyn, who's six, whined.

"Aw, I'm going to miss you guys." I said wrapping my arms around their necks and giving them hugs and kisses. Jordyn loved the attention while Dillon was trying to shake away from me. Typical him.

"Come on Amber. Time to head off."

"I love you guys! See you soon!"

"Bye!" My family, not including my dad, called back in unison. I hiked my shoulder back higher up on my shoulder and crawled into the front seat of the car. My dad took the wheel and we were slowly off and before I knew it I couldn't see my house anymore.

We quickly drove up to Tess' house. She said goodbye to her parents after they helped her loading up her three, count 'em, THREE, huge suitcases. What was she brining? Knowing her, probably her whole walk in closet. I got out of the car and went around the car to help close the trunk. Once that was done and Tess' parents were inside, the two of us squealed and hugged each other.

"Ready for the summer of our lives?" Tess asked obviously knowing the answer but I gave one to her anyway.

"More ready than I've been for anything." I answered super excited.

"Me too!" Tess basically yelled as her dark chocolate eyes were sparkling with the reflection of her yellow shirt on. We squealed again and did our famous handshake. (Go to Youtube and type in "Tight Handshake")

"Come on girls let's get a move on." My dad called from the window. So we hopped in the back of the car and started our journey…well our first journey to the airport.

Exactly four hours later, we were sitting in the airport in a circle with the rest of the anxious teens who were coming along on Tess' and my amazing journey. Everyone looked reasonably nice. Some guys were even cute, but I didn't care much for that since I had a boyfriend. Lukas and I said our goodbyes to each other yesterday because we were each doing our own thing this summer, he was going to Lacrosse camp and I was on Project Star-catcher.

To keep myself entertained, I kept conversation up with Tess as we talked about how excited we were for our classes that we'll be taking. Everyone was given options. I was going to take voice lessons, piano lessons, and some acting courses. Tess was doing acting and voice lessons with me, but instead of piano lessons, she doing choreography. Once Tess brought up her hip hop classes, a guy who was sitting next to Tess piped up and said,

"You're doing a dance class too? Oh thank goodness, I thought I was the only one. No one else seems to be doing it."

"Really? That's cool, we'll run this place with our awesome dance moves." Tess said casually earning a laugh from the boy. I loved how comfortable she was with talking with someone she doesn't know. "By the way, I'm Tess Rogers. This here is my best friend Amber."

"Nice to meet you guys, I'm Nick, Nick Braun. What type of dancing are you doing?"

"I'm taking hip hop and some tap, and maybe I'll chose some others as well since those were only for a portion of the trip. What about you?"

"Oh, well I'm taking contemporary and ballet."

"Ballet? Nice. Well, my fellow dancer, you're going to have to teach me some new moves."

"Alright, as long as you do the same. Hey uh, Amber, right, good, what about you?"

"Well I'm not a dancer, I mean I do dance but not for a living like you two do, I'm more of a singer/pianist type girl." I said.

"That's cool." And that's how our friendship with Nick started. He was the sweetest guy. And he was incredibly funny, he had the two of us holding our sides in pain from our laughter.

"Well I'm glad that everyone's making nice with each other." Said an older person's voice. And when I said older I didn't mean like a real adult, I meant like a guy who was in his mid twenties who was talking that broke through the chatter. "On our last trip we have people ripping each other apart."


"I'm kidding…God, I'm going to teach you guys to get a sense of humor." We all managed to chuckle at this. "Anyway, I'm Adam and I will be one of your mentors on our trip. I'll be teaching art, photography, and music. Welcome to the beginning of the best summer of your young little lives."

Everyone cheered at the sound of that. All the other teachers/mentors whatever they were exactly to us introduced themselves as well. Overall there were seven mentors on the trip. And there were about fifty of us. That should be interesting to see how they're going to manage that many kids. The mentors told us to get up and gather our things and get on line to get checked in, the airport I guess knew what to expect so they made us our own separate lines from everyone else at the airport. Once everyone was checked in and baggage was taken from us, besides our carry on luggage, we were set to move on.

Security was annoying to go through with fifty teens and seven adults, but we managed to pull it off. We got to our gate, we all made pit stops before boarding and we were all assigned seats, and thankfully it was alphabetical. That's the best thing about having a best friend with the same letter last name as you. So Tess Rogers and I, Amber Riordan, were sat next to each other. Unfortunately our new friend Nick wasn't near us, his last name we learned was Braun, he was SO far from us.

But eventually once the plane took off, we learned that no matter how far away he was from us it didn't matter, we were smart and we pulled out our computers and we video chatted with Nick from his seat; thank you technology. It was quite funny really since we could sort of hear Nick's laughter before it really got to our headphones. From our long conversations with Nick between our naps, we met the people who were sitting next to him.

There was a boy and a girl on either side of Nick. The boy's name was Austin Manx, he was from Houston, Texas; which of course Tess made fun of because we thought he'd be from Austin, Texas…unfortunately he'd heard that before, but besides that little awkward introduction, we managed to befriend Austin easily. And you're probably wondering why someone with the last name B and someone else with the last name M got next to each other, apparently Austin switched seats with whatever person was there before since Austin and Nick knew each other.

The girl was Caroline Abrams. She was originally from New York; lucky her didn't have to travel very far from home to meet up with the group. She didn't live in the city, she lived in some suburb outside the city but it took her under an hour for her to get to JFK. Lucky her, I still had bruises on my butt from the uncomfortable leather seats in my dad's car. Since my dad's car was new it was very stiff, so the four-hour car ride was not without complaints.

Off topic, we got to know her, apparently she played the piano as well and so she was going to be in my class, hopefully, and that was good, I was a little nervous to go into the class blind, but now I have Caroline who seemed awfully nice. So I guess you can say our plane ride was tons of fun and the six-hour flight somehow flew by very quickly and we had to shut down our computers when the flight attendants yelled at us for not having them off after she asked us at least three times.

The fifty-seven of us got off the plane and moved quickly through the crowds of people getting off our plane and other planes that docked at the same time and got everyone's luggage, well except one unlucky girl from Florida who lost her luggage. How awful that must've been, but she was being a good sport about it. Luckily her friend was with her and she could share clothes with her.

After that little piece of drama (that was going to be the first step of a whole lot of the drama train) and we left LAX, we got on our tour bus and took a round trip of LA and saw all the sites. Truthfully, I've haven't been passed the Mississippi River. I was on it, but that doesn't count. So to see the West Coast was something that was so amazing I can't begin to describe how I felt when I saw the sites. This was my kind of place, I almost started crying and I was made fun of by Tess, who unlike me travels all the time. As sappy as it seems, I felt like I was being handed something I've been missing and I felt almost complete.

We got to our hotel; we were staying at the Double Tree Hotel in Santa Montica. That was going to be our base of operations where we were have our classrooms, which were just offices for clients and conventions that come to the hotel. But when we got there, apparently there were people from LA who were on our trip who we were going to meet us there. There were about five other kids that were waiting around, two boys and three girls. The boys were together, far from where the girls were standing. The three girls were all on their phones, sunglasses on, and all ignoring the fact that the rest of us arrived. I knew from the moment I saw them they were going to be very irritating people.

So when we arrived at the hotel, it was around five o'clock. So the counselors or whatever not knowing exactly what to do (we were supposed to get here earlier but we got delayed) so we all ordered take out from a Chinese place and went into a ballroom that the head leaders booked for us ahead of time. Yeah, that's what they are, the head leaders of our little pack.

The head leaders apparently already booked the ballroom ahead of time, since it was the first night, we were to spend the night all together, although obviously boys are to sleep on one side of the room while the girls sleep on the opposite side. They even drew up a line with blue tape to divide the room. But before then we just had fun dancing and blasting music. The theme was to show off your talent, so there were mike stands, instruments, and an area for dancing.

Of course Tess and Nick dominated the floor with their awesome moves, mostly Tess since she was the party rocker type of girl while Nick was trying to do his ballet stuff and just gave up and did was Tess was doing. I was just chilling near them cheering them on, not really in the mood to show off my talent, I'm not the girl to make the first move or be blunt and super out there. Apparently thought the three girls from before were just those kinds of girls. They cut the music and went on the little stage set up and grabbed the mikes off their stands and started jamming out to a CD that one of the girls put in the stereo.

I was shocked that they were actually quite good, I mean maybe that's why they acted so high and mighty and almost like they were above everyone, because they probably knew that they were. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable, making me doubt if I had anything I could pursue a career with. I mean these girls had what it took to reach incredible heights I've only ever dreamed of; and the worst part was, they made it look so easy.

Not in a dancing mood anymore, I got to the snack table where there was some yummy desserts and some left over Chinese food, I guess you can say I was more drawn to the desserts than the cold chicken left over. So I sat down and nibbled on a small cupcake.

Unfortunately my solitude wasn't able to last when Nick and Tess waltzed on over to where I was.

"Hey, we've been looking all over for you. What's up?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, you're not usually the one to be sitting out eating, you're a dancer, although you say you don't." Tess asked a little concerned, since she's known me the longest, it's harder to hide things from her. When I didn't answer, all of a sudden Nick light up, like a little light bulb went off in his brain that just illuminated his face.

"HEY!" Nick exclaimed all of a sudden.

"What?" Tess asked over the blasting of the latest beat.

"I've got the perfect plan! Sit tight angel." Nick says as he takes Tess' wrist and drags her off somewhere. Wherever they were going, I had no clue. But I soon found out and I was ready to throttle our new friend for opening that big dimply mouth of his.

"Alright, alright, we have a request. And that request is for a certain girl by the name of Amber Riordan to come up on stage and sing for us!" everyone scanned for the room and said girl (ME) and when they found me trying to hide myself with a potato chip bag covering my face they cheered me on. Tess and Nick were soon by my side again, Tess handing me a mike as Nick was pushing me from behind, although I tried digging the heels of my boots into the floor to stop him, but GOD was he stronger than he looked; stupid ballerina boy.

So they managed to get me on stage and a familiar tune that I knew awfully too well came blasting through the speakers behind me. I looked to the side lines where Nick and Tess were standing and Tess mouthed something to me but I couldn't tell, I've never been great at reading people's mouths but before I could even stop myself, I found myself getting caught up in the memories of first singing this sing, it's the first song I ever sang to Lukas.

I just want you close

Where you can stay forever

You can be sure

That it will only get better

You and me together

Through the days and nights

I don't worry 'cause

Everything's going to be al right

People keep talking they can say what they like

But all I know is everything's going to be alright

No one, no one, no one

Can get in the way of what I'm feeling

No one, no one, no one

Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you

Can get in the way of what I feel for you

When the rain is pouring down

And my heart is hurting

You will always be around

This I know for certain

You and me together

Through the days and nights

I don't worry 'cause

Everything's going to be all right

People keep talking they can say what they like

But all I know is everything's going to be alright

No one, no one, no one

Can get in the way of what I'm feeling

No one, no one, no one

Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you

Can get in the way of what I feel

I know some people search the world

To find something like what we have

I know people will try, try to divide, something so real

So till the end of time I'm telling you there ain't no one

No one, no one

Can get in the way of what I'm feeling

No one, no one, no one

Can get in the way of what I feel for you

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I can't even recall what happened on stage until the song was over and the roar of the crowd awoken me from my haze. Whenever I'm on stage, I just lose myself in the music, and forget everything around me, and when I sang this song, this song I sang to Lukas, I went back to that exact moment when I was sitting in his basement and I was singing for him and he was the first one to really make me special and say I was talented.

I was the proceeded to be tackled in huge hugs from Nick and Tess and even Austin and Caroline from the plane came on stage and everyone was talking to me at once and it was really overwhelming but they said nothing but nice things to me. I knew then that all my new friends were going to be keepers. From that instance, I felt the same way I felt when Lukas was complimenting me, that warm fuzzy feeling in your stomach that comes out of nowhere and spreads throughout you and gives you goose bumps although you're burning up inside with appreciation.

We eventually sat down and I meet some new people who came up to me and said they can't wait to see me in their class and stuff. After a while, the head leaders went to clean up the garbage left behind by us and throw everything away. They said they'd be back in a half hour, and kids just being kids, we decided to all get in a circle, and a very huge circle at that and play truth or dare. It was funny and confusing and quite hard to keep track of where the bottle was going to land and who exactly it was pointing to and sometimes even two or three people went and did the same thing at once.

Everything was going great until one girl, one of the three girls from earlier (the three girls were all named Natalie), spun the bottle and it laid pointing directly at me; and there was no mistaking that. Everyone had different reactions, but I concealed how I was really feeling.

"Alright, Amber, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare." I said rather confidently. She thought about it for a bit but couldn't come up with anything so she asked for suggestions. Another Natalie, the one I call Natalie 1 since she seems to be the leader of the trio, got a smirk on her face and pulled out something from her purse that never left her side; a purse she even held on stage with her.

From her purse came a magazine. She threw the magazine my way and it skidded on the floor and landed right in front of me. I took the magazine in my hand. It was a Pop Tiger magazine. It had the typical pop stars on the cover and announcements like "Where's Cyrus?" or "Selena and Justin pictures in Hawaii".

"Turn to page thirteen." Said the girl who tossed the magazine at me. I did as Natalie 1 instructed and Tess and Nick who were on either side of me stared at the advertisement on the page labeled thirteen.

"A contest?" I asked rather confused with what this had to do with anything.

"Yes. It's a contest to meet the band, and I really want to meet them and their contest consists of a phone call and a letter that has to be sent to them and then you get chosen. Of course I cannot enter, my daddy owns the company, but if you enter and win, then I can meet them. Simple enough?"

"So, you just want me to enter…that's it?"

"That's it. So I already wrote the letter and sent it. All you have to do is pretend to be an obsessed fan and get them to make you the winner."

"But, I don't know who…Big Time Rush, is." I said reading their name off the magazine advertisement. "How am I supposed to be 'an obsessed fan' if I know nothing about them?"

"Easy. You're a good actor, right? I mean on the assignment sheet you were signed up for an acting session. So, let's see how good you are. Or do you want to be forever known as the girl who couldn't do a simple task like this?"

Everyone made a commotion at that remark. I looked rather annoyed and I couldn't even hide that this time. I dug through my shorts' pocket and pulled out my IPhone and I dialed the number on the page. Everyone fell silent when they could hear the ringing when I put the phone on speaker.

"Hello you have reached Pop Tiger number for the Big Time Rush Meet Contest! Who's today's lucky caller?" Said a voice at the other end of the line. I took a breath before answering.

"OH. MY. GOSH! Is this seriously Pop Tiger? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! I cannot believe I got through. I've been trying for an hour to get connected. You are like SO majorly busy." I said in the most hysterical voice I could conjure up.

"Whoa someone's excited! What's your name?" The man asked.

"MY NAME'S NATALIE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I said looking over at Natalie and she smiled at me, approving.

"Well, let's see," The man took a slight pause and started going through what sounded like paper in the background crinkling. "Ah! Natalie, I found the letter that you sent in! Wow you seem to be a Big Time Fan!"

"OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA! I LOVE ALL OF THE BIG TIME RUSH BOYS! They're so awesome and handsome and inspirational and hot and if I could get the chance to meet them, (GASP) I'D FLIP!" I screamed.

"Now I've heard that from a few other girls, but you seem to be really a huge fan." The man commented while giving away a chuckle.

"OMG YES, YES, YES!" I scream. People around me are trying to quiet their giggles.

"Is there someone else there with you Natalie?" The man asked with curiosity lingering in his tone.

"Oh, that's just the sounds of my friends laughing at how CRAZY I am for Big Time Rush! THEY unfortunately, don't have don't understand why Big Time Rush is a Big Time HIT!"

"And you're willing to not go with what your friends think and believe in who you think is good or not?"

"OF COURSE! AND, AND, I know for a FACT that I'm right when I say Big Time Rush are going to take over the air waves!"

"Well boys," The man on the phone says to someone else where he is. "I think we just found a finalist!"

"Really?" I said breaking character a bit. I was shocked I was being that convincing. On the inside I was barfing to myself, acting this way was so unnatural to me.

"Are you that surprised? I mean you're SO enthusiastic." He said laughing.

"I mean, I'M JUST SO HAPPY I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" I said going with the flow once again.

"OKAY NATALIE!" Said the man on the other side of the phone. "We'll call you back later, we'll save your number and me and my gang here at Rocque Records will make our decision and you'll hear from us about what happens next."

"OKAY THANKS BYE!" I cheered happily.

"All right b-" But he didn't finish because I hung up on him. once the phone call ended, the crowd watching my little performance hollered and cheered on my act.

"Wow," came a voice that rose above the cheering. With that single word, the crowd started to die down and all eyes fell on the Lead Natalie. "I'm impressed. Nice work there. Now I'm one step closer to my ultimate goal."

"It's your ultimate goal to meet these guys?" I said pointing to the photo on the magazine.

"Yes, yes it is!" Natalie 1 said cheerfully as she and her friends laughed cheerfully along with their leader. I shrugged off their little 'laughing bit', thinking it was just something they did and the game carried on just as usual. Then the head leaders came back in the room and said it was time for lights out. The girls went to their side of the room while the guys went to their side. So we were just split up by the tape, so Tess, Caroline and I made a plan with Nick and Austin to play around with the rule a bit. So we gathered all our things by the edge of the tape and started talking nonchalantly like it was no big deal.

Apparently though it was a big trend because everyone copied our trick and the leaders couldn't do anything about it because we weren't breaking their rules. But then when they said it was time to go to sleep, that's when we had to obey, and that's what we did.

I had a hard time going to sleep that night though; I couldn't stop thinking about what this trip has awaiting for me. But boy was I in for a shock for what was going to happen next.