I hopped out of my twin sized bed with more enthusiasm then I intended. It was 7 in the morning and it was my first day of high school. It has been forever since I've been to a normal school with normal people. My school years have mostly been at home with my mom. She thought that I had a special talent and I should pursue it. I didn't think I was that special, I was just a 14 year old girl, trying to survive in life. I didn't need my mom lifting my spirits, only to have them plummet down.

"Alexa, you are going to be late for your first day," my mom called from downstairs. Ok, let me start off by saying this isn't September, it's April. I'm coming into freshman year now because I just got to convince my parents that I wanted to go. They didn't think it would be good to make me go in sophomore year, so here I am. Registering for high school in April, swell, isn't it?

"I'm coming!" sometimes, that woman got on my last nerve. But I love her, so, yeah! I came down the spiral staircase and met up with my mother, who was on her cell phone. She is always on her phone; she is never listening to what I have to say since I asked her to send me to regular, public school.

"Do you have everything?"

"Yes," I complained. "I even ha-…"

"I'm sorry, John. Hold on. What is it honey?"

"Nothing, I got to go. See you at two."

"Ok, do you have your forms?" I didn't bother answering her. She might be talking to John. "Excuse me, don't ignore me. I said, do you have your forms? Alexa!"

"Oh, sorry I thought you were talking to John," my thoughts spilled out. I suddenly regretted saying that, now she is going to go have a fit about how she does listen to me (when she doesn't) and that I should be a better listener (hypocrite). "Ok, I'm sorry. I got to go now; I'll talk to you later. And yes, I have the forms." And without giving her a chance to speak, I walk out the door.

I hopped on the bus and sat all the way in the back. I didn't need any type of attention on me. All of a sudden, I saw them. I only heard rumors about them; I never saw them in real life. They were all hockey players and they could all sing. I don't think I have ever heard them, but I wouldn't want to. I also heard that they are sometimes snobby. So I tried my best not to look at them when they walked in.

They call themselves Big Time Rush. It consists of Kendall, the ring leader, Logan, the brains, James, the "face", and Carlos, the goofball. All were very good looking, but I didn't trust them, they were known to break the hearts of thousands of girls, even guys!

"Hey, is anyone sitting there?" I was too busy in my daydream; I didn't notice the girl standing next to me, wanting to sit.

"I'm sorry. No, no one's sitting here." She gave me a smile and sat down next to me. It was silent for a while until she broke the silence.

"I'm Josephina, but you can call me Jo for short." Her blond hair swept in front of her face. I noticed she had brown eyes, like me! Only I have black hair that needs a trim badly.

"I'm Alexa; I don't really have a nickname. My names too short for one." She giggled for a moment, and then drew her attention to one of the boys from the group. "Who are you looking at?"

"Kendall, he is so dreamy. Too bad he has a girlfriend, Camille. She's a bitch!" she complained.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said sympathetically.

"It's ok, it's not like I had a crush on him since we were in 4th grade or anything!" maybe this girl is too much of a psycho. We finally got off the bus and got off at a huge school. I was a bit scared and anxious, but I wasn't going to freak out.

I got to my locker and was fidgeting with the lock to try and remember my combination. All of a sudden, I was hit with such force that I feel to the ground. When I opened my eyes, I found that someone else was on top of me. It was one of the guys from Big Time Rush. He smiled shyly and I mirrored it.

"I'm so sorry, I'm such a klutz. Here…" he held out his hand to help me up. But I just kindly smiled and got up myself. "I'm Carlos by the way." He held out his hand again, only this time he wanted me to shake it. Again, I refused. I just smiled and introduced myself too.

"I'm Alexa, and it's ok. I'm new here."

"Really? It's, like, the middle of the school year."

"Yeah, well, I sort of didn't like my old school." Which isn't a lie; I really didn't like being homeschooled. That's something else about me, I don't lie, I just don't say the full truth. It comes in handy ever once and a while.

"Oh, ok, well… what do you have first?" he seemed nervous to talk to me. Why would someone with his kind of popularity have a hard time talking to me? I'm nothing special!

"Um, Trig."

"Oh, my friend Logan has that class. You're in honors math? That's so cool!"

"It seems like so is your friend." He smiled because he knew I got him. He had a cute smile, very toothy.

"You got me!" the bell started to ring. Me and Carlos looked up as if the source of the bell was right above us. "Well, I think we have to go. Will I find you in any other one of my classes?"

"I don't know, what do you have next?"

"Biology."

"Sorry, I guess not for a while." I smiled in a devilish way and walked away. I felt his eyes follow me and I smiled at the thought of it. Truth is, I did have Biology next, but I think he should have a little surprise. I walked into my Math class and I found an empty seat next to window. I was in the last seat of the row, but I didn't get too comfy. The teacher soon came in and changed all the seats so it was in alphabetical order. I ended up sitting in the middle of the room. I was in-between Missal and Mitchell. My last name is Missy, which explains my seating.

It turns out I'm in-between the kid Carlos was talking about, Logan. He had boyish brown hair and a cute face. I don't think he is "hot" but he can use his face for evil, let's say that. He is very smart; sometimes it makes me feel dumb. After that period, I went to Biology to shock Carlos. When I walked into the room, his mouth dropped to the floor. I could tell he was shocked. I smiled and waved my fingers at him, making him laugh. He walked over to me confused as hell.

"What are you doing here?"

"Going to class, and you?"

"You said you didn't have Bio."

"I say many things; I sometimes forget what I tell who." I smiled and laughed at my own humor. Carlos found it funny too and laughed along with me. The late bell rang, which meant that we had to be in our seats now.

"Talk to you after class."

"Ok," I said and walked over to my seat. I didn't sit near Carlos. His last name was Garcia. But I did get to sit next to the girl Jo I met on the bus. After getting to know her, she is very nice. We both love music and art. After class, me and Jo had English together. We sat near each other again and continued our conversation from the last class. After another boring class without Carlos or Jo, it was time for lunch. Every freshman had lunch together with the sophomores, so I got to sit with Jo. Carlos was sitting with the other guys from the bus. I didn't mind really, I still had Jo to keep me company.

"So, when did you start singing?" Jo asked me, shoving her sandwich into her mouth.

"When I was little. My mom thought I had a talent, I don't think so but…"

"Well, let me hear you!"

"In the cafeteria? Now?" I didn't want to sing, not in front of these people. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself.

"Please, whisper a song." I signed and whispered a song.

Preacher man walked into the club and he said he said
"hey girl cant you walk and not stray?"
Father I'm torn and I'm selling my soul to the
Rhythm, the beat and the bass cause I can't
Confess my rock and roll ways
Cause I'm so possessed with the music
The music he plays

"Damn, you are good!" Jo complemented. I blushed and smiled, letting her know that I was embarrassed.

"Thanks, I haven't sung in a while actually."

"Why? You are amazing! You have to try out for the talent show!"

"When's that?"

"The last day of school. We have a big blow out for the end of the school year. There's rides, games, a talent show, dances. Basically, it's a carnival." I was nervous to even think about it.

"Well, it's till so far away, there's time to think about it." I faked a smile and continued eating. I knew that I was going to like this school.