BIG TIME HALF-BLOODS

CHAPTER 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. They belong to their authors and producers.

POV

KENDALL

My name is Kendall. Kendall Knight.

I used to live in a little town in Minnesota with my three best friends. James Diamond, Carlos Garcia, and Logan Mitchell.

Now we share an apartment in L.A. with my mom and my sister, Katie. And the best part is, we're working to become a great boy band.

Believe me. It's not all fun and games. If you met Gustavo Rocque, you would describe him as Satan. Just without the horns.

I think most of it is just from us driving him crazy.

He calls us dogs, mostly because we're supposed to obey him. And because we don't, he hired a really big guy called Freight Train to get us.

Before we found out we were… different, we were recording Big Time Rush.

It's about taking a risk. A chance.

Me: "Make it count. Play it straight. Come on back. Don't hesitate."

James: "When you go," then all of us, "Big time!"

James again: "What you are. What you feel. Never quit and make it real."

Me: "When you go," then all, "Big time."

Then it goes to all of us. "Hey! Hey! Listen to your heart now. Hey! Hey! Don't you feel the rush?

"Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.

"Go and take a shot, what you got to lose. Go and make your luck with the life you chose.

"If you want it all, lay it on the line.

"It's the only life you got. So you got to live it BIG TIME."

We stopped there. We didn't need to continue. We were only recording the first verse and the chorus.

We weren't good. We were excellent.

Now if only Gustavo Rocque would admit that…

"That was horrible!" he screamed.

He's a chubby, fancy clothes, has a goatee, bad tempered kind of man.

By the way… don't tell him I called him chubby. I'm sure he would freak.

"Hey!" I cried. "We've been working too long." This was true. We had started recording our other songs, Famous and Any Kind Of Guy, ever since we got back from school.

A description of me: I'm skinny, kind of athletic, right then I was wearing stripes, and my dirty blonde hair is wavy to the left.

I'm kind of the best at singing and dancing. And being a star was not something I wanted to do. Unless I was a baseball star.

He started to yell at us when Kelly Wainwright, Gustavo's assistant, spoke up. "I really think we should give them a break," she said. "Kendall's right. They have been working too long."

Kelly is one of those nice girls who I can't believe is an assistant to Gustavo.

She has dark brown hair that anyone could mistake for black. Or maybe it is black. I don't know.

Gustavo softened up. "Okay," he said. "I'll let the dogs run free for a while. But you BETTER be on time for the new song I've made."

POV

JAMES

Hey. I'm James. Stop looking at Kendall and start looking at the hot one for a second.

Yes! That's me. The one with the awesome abs, the best brown leather jacket, and the best golden blonde hair holding the headshots.

"I'm serious, guys," I was saying, trying to get them to vote. "Which headshot looks better? The ninja one…" I held up a picture of me in a ninja outfit… "Or the military one." I held up the picture of me in camouflage.

If you had asked me though… I would have picked the military one. In the ninja one, you could barely see my face. And I'm sure that my face, is the most fabulous face in the world.

I don't think I ever said fabulous until I figured out who my mother was.

Logan wasn't listening though. I think he was doing a math problem in his head.

Logan is one of those brainy types, but not like a nerd. He's smart and cautious, but he helps us a lot. He has a good heart.

And Logan's description. He has a skinny body, and he was wearing a brand new half white, half black, T-shirts.

Carlos began to put on his helmet. He's courageous and funny, but never goes anywhere without his helmet.

He's part Mexican, part American, and was wearing a black leather jacket.

Kendall described himself to you already, good thing. It would be more work for me.

Don't think of it as I'm lazy, I just don't want to describe everyone I see.

Kendall changed my subject. "We got some time to kill, before our museum field trip. What are we supposed to do?"

We were going to the museum of Greek history, since we were learning about Greek stuff in school.

"Lets just go up to the apartment and chill," Carlos said, pretending to be hot.

And I don't mean hot, like fabulous. I mean like the temperature had gone hotter.

I supposed if we hadn't gone up to our apartment that day, none of this would have happened.

What could that mean? What will happen? And why am I asking all these questions?

P.S. Big Time Rush hasn't been on for a long time, and I don't know all my Greek Mythology, so I may not be accurately correct.