Heeeeeeeey! Well, this is a cross-over [obviously] of Big Time Rush and Victorious. The paring...Jat :D Which i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Anyway, this will be the first chapter of this story(obviously, again). It may take me a while to update this story, which I'm really sorry for, but just enjoy this chapter ;D

Disclaimer!; I don't own either shows, but God knows I want to :p Also, this is a little OOC 'cause, Cat isn't her...'ditzy' self, if you know what I mean.

~Cat's PoV~

Run, Run, Run. That's all I can and will do. I don't want to be there at Hollywood Arts. No one really cares about me...they made that clear about 10 minutes ago.

I was just sitting down at the lunch table with the rest of my friends; Tori, Andre, Beck, and Jade(kinda), but for some reason Robby was nowhere to be found. Tori was showing off her new phone she just got for her birthday and I asked if I could see it.

"Sure Cat, just be careful." She said sternly, then passed me the phone. It was a brand new IPhone 4 with a portable charger. I held it gently like it was a prized jewel. Suddenly, someone came from behind me and tickles my sides.

"AHHHHHH!" I jumped up from my seat, one hand smacking Jade right in the face and the other...sending Tori's phone into the air. Everything happened so fast, Tori's leaving to find where I hand flinged her phone, Beck having to hold Jade back from killing me and Robby looking confused.

"What happened?" Robby asked innocently. 'Like he didn't know" I thought.

"You scared the pee out of me! You made me smack Jade and throw Tori's- Oh no...Tori's going to DESTROY ME." As I said this Jade responded.

"Not before I do!" She said annoyed and angered. I filched at this tone, sounding like the kind my parents usually used on me.

"What d-d-did I do?" I asked, scared for my life, knowing Jade would destroy me. But this time, Tori answered my question, as she ran up to me, her broken phone in her hands.

"You were fucking born! You do nothing but make everything worse! You're retarded, crazy, and hyperactive! Nothing you say, ever makes sense! You just overreacted, breaking my phone and pissing Jade off. JUST LEAVE, NO ONE LIKES YOU HERE!" I couldn't believe she just said that...but it was true. No one liked me. And I always made things worst, never better. So, I listened to Tori and left.

They don't care I'm running away, they are probably celebrating. If anyone cared, wouldn't I hear "Come Back Cat!" 's? Yes, I would and I'm not. All I hear are my own feet hitting the sidewalk and my tears hitting the ground too. I also hear people whispering about me, as I run blindly, not caring where I would end up when I stopped running or what would happen in between.

I don't feel like myself. Usually, I'm Cat Valentine, supper bubbly, sweet, and optimistic actress/singer. But now...I feeling like a crumpled up piece of paper, bland and bent, just being thrown into the trash without a second thought.

After what seems like hours of running, I stop and look at my watch. '4:30 p.m'. Yep, I have been running for almost three hours and it felt amazing, until now. Now my body was starting to ache in unbelievable pain. I guess when I was running I had an adrenaline rush that just kept me going for the 3 hours of running but now, I feel the results of my escape.

Now, I look for a place to sit but also somewhere, where no one can see me. I look around to see I'm in front of a hotel. I read the sign on the front of the building. 'Palmwoods, sounds familiar.' I was going to say it aloud, but my throat had tightened from dehydration and exhaustion. I decided to walk over near a dumpster and just sit on the side, so I could cry in peace. I have nothing. My parents hate me, my friends think I'm a nut-job and now, I'm crying hysterically next to a garbage bin, not really knowing where I'm at. The only thing I know is that it's still in LA. I know this because I think I heard about this hotel being robbed, maybe? I honestly could care less about that right now. I just wished...someone would come and help me, actually care.

~James PoV~

I hate having to take out the trash. It smells like shit on top of shit on top of a dead body near the dumpsters! Why does Kendall have to be so good at Rock-Paper-Scissors? Finally, I make it to the garbage bins and throw them into the containers, when a piece of long red hair catches my eye. I go to investigate the source to find a girl, about my age, her knees to her chest, sobbing and breathing uncontrollably. She looks exhausted, like shes been running for days, by how red her entire body was. But, pass all the sweat and tears, I see a beautiful girl. i kneel next to her and lightly place my hand on her shoulder,trying not to startled her. She looks up at me and I'm mesmerized by her big brown eyes, even if tears are cascading from them.

"Are you alright? Do you want any help?" I ask, trying to help the mysterious beauty any way I can. She looks up at me, mascara running down her flushed cheeks, while she breathes heavily.

"W-W-Why do you care? You don't know m-me." She replies, sounding so broken and in pain. i hope she didn't think I was going to leave after that. There was no way I could leave a girl sounding so sad, alone.

"Well, I'm not a careless guy and I'm not going to ignore a girl crying next to a dumpster." I sit next to her and wrap my arms around her shoulders and let her lean her on my chest. Her sobs decrease, but are still their.

"Well, if you c-care, why don't my friends? T-They just watched me leave and didn't even try to stop me." I start to rub her long hair with my hands, trying to calm her down.

"If you so called 'friends' " I pause putting air quotes around friends "really cared about you, they would have chased you down, I know I would had." She looks up at me and gives me a kiss on my cheek, making me blush. Usually, something so simple as a kiss to the cheek wouldn't make me blush, but it was such a sweet gesture coming from her.

"Th-a-ank you. That means a lot to me." She whispers, sounding very appreciative that someone is here to make her feel better and I was willing to stay forever. For some reason, I feel like...this instant connection to her and I never want to leave her side.

~Cat's PoV~

Wow, wishes really do come true. This guy really seems like he cares. I snuggle more into his chest, breathing in his sweet scent, not even remembering that I'm sitting next to a trash bin, only knowing I'm in the arms of an amazing, strong guy, willing to use his time to make me feel better.

I look up to lock eyes with his stunning hazel eyes, just seeming to be filled with admiration and concern. I wrap my arms around his mid-section and just start to cry tears of joy. These actions surprise him.

"What's wrong now?" He asked sounding even more concern than the first time he talked to me.

"I'm just so h-h-happy that someone c-cares." I start to feel his body vibrate and I hear laughing? Does he think this is funny? Is this all just a damn joke? Now, I start to cry tears of anger and sadness, and he realizes this. He stops laughing and tilts me head to look right at him.

"No, no, no. Don't be upset from my laughing, please. I'm sorry. I just thought it was kinda funny how we don't know each others names yet. I'm so sorry, don't cry." I can hear the guilt in his voice and I can see his eyes tearing up, making me feel extremely guilty. I stop crying and allow him to wipe the tears away from my cheeks.

"I guess that is a little funny. Sorry for worrying you. My name is Catrina, but my friends call me Cat." I say this while looking right into his eyes and see them light up and a smile come to his face.

"Such a pretty name for a pretty girl. My name is James Diamond, but people just call me James, and its a pleasure to meet you." I blush and grin, just astounded by how captivating he truly is. His brown locks right above his twinkling hazel eyes, then his incredible smile and lips. To top it off he has the body of a sun-kissed god. His strong arms, chest and just strong figure. I put my head back on his chest and just snuggle into it like I'm a cat. Then we just sit there, in a comfortable silence. Usually just being quite and sitting would bother me but it feels nice, just sitting with James and his arms around me, tightly but lovingly.

After what seems like forever just lying on his chest, I lift my head up and see him already looking at me, soaking in every one of my slightest details and...I loved it. Now, were just looking at each other, not saying a word, just enjoying each others' warmth and company. I start to put my hand on his cheek and rub it lightly, making him chuckle lightly, me doing the same. Then he starts to bring his hands to my hips. We start to lean in and finally, after what seems years, our lips connect, making sparks fly. Our lips feel like they were meant to be together...just like how I feel right now with James, likes he's my other half, my light out of my darkness, making every trouble melt away. As the kiss deepens, we have to pull away, due to the lack of oyxgen neither of us were getting.

"Wow...that was..." He trails off and I decide to finish his sentence. "Amazing, perfect, outstanding?" He nods his head and kisses my forehead, making me blush from his sweetness.

"You really are something aren't ya, Kitty?" Kitty? Hm, no one ever called me that before, but it sounded so right coming from James.

"I'm nothing special...just you know, your average 16 year old." I say non-nonchalantly, not really think I'm really that much special. James gives me this look of disbelief, and I give him this confused look right back.

"Why do you seem so surprised?" I ask, wondering why he thinks I'm so 'unique'. "Well, you definitely aren't average. You're special, I can tell. You have something about you that makes you shine above the rest. I don't know if its your luscious rosey-red hair, you sparkly brown eyes, or your sweet like red-velvet cupcake lips, but...there's something about you that I think...is gonna make me fall for you." Did he just say that? Naaaaaah, he didn't just say he was going to fall for me, right? Oh chiz...he really did. I probably look like a tomato 'cause I can feel my blush radiating off my cheeks.

"T-Thanks, uhm...no one has ever said anything, so sweet to me before." I say, 100% serious. He kisses me softly, his lips, still fitting perfectly to mine in every way, shape or form. I sigh contently, being in complete bliss with James. I feel him smirk against my lips, as he stops. I whine in protest, wanting to enjoy the sensation of kissing James, one I've never felt with anyone before.

"Don't worry Kitty, there will be plenty of kisses between us. I just want you to meet some friends of mine." I give him a nervous smile in return, not knowing if his friends would accept me. Its as James can read my mind, as he gets up and brings me with him. As we stand, he sweetly kisses my forehead, something I'll never get tired of, and says "Don't you worry. My friends will love you. I know they will." He takes our hands and intertwines them, the warmth of his hand being shared with mine. We make our way to the entrance of the hotel, my worries still inside me and James can sense this.

"Cat, seriously, everything will be just fine. Why are you so worried anyway?"

"I'm worried because I don't want your friends to not like me. I know that I can get on people 's nerves sometimes..." I trail off as I think of what happened earlier that day. He can sense that I'm talking about the 'incident', so he pulls me into a tight, but loving hug. Next, he sweetly whispers in my ear "You're amazing, Kitty. Don't let anyone tell you you aren't. Even though I haven't known you for too long. . .I really care about you, and I don't want you to be upset." To finish off his comforting, he gives me a kiss to the forehead again, leaving me in chills and goosebumps.

"So, are you ready?" I think about my answer first, to make sure I'm making the right decision. If James's friends are just as nice as he is, then meeting them will be not big deal...I just have to try not to make a fool of my self.

"Yeah, I'm ready." With that, James leaned in a gave a light kiss to my...nose? Weird, but cute. Anyway, after that, we made our way to his apartment, to meet his friends. Hopefully, they'll love me, just like James does. Well, not in a romantic way...you know what I mean!

Done! Well, with chapter Uno! Did you like? I did! So, please review, tell me what you think. The next chapter will basically be about Cat meeting the rest of the guys, Katie, Mama Knight, and maybe Jo and Camille. Please, review!

~Angel