I just want to write. Don't know what about, but I just want to let words be painted across the page into something wonderful. I'm reading some extraordinary stories, and I want to write a little something that can be remotely great. So, here's my attempt at something that I hope will be up to my usual standards.
Disclaimer: Season three of this amazing show is premiering on Saturday, and it still isn't mine!
I look up to them. They're my idols. I know every little thing about them and have a thirst to know more. They're perfect in their own little ways. The things they do, even if they're wrong, are always so right. To meet them is the dream of everyone who feels the same as I.
These people I'm referring to are Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Carlos Garcia, and Logan Mitchell.
I'm Lalaine Michaels, and I'm overly obsessed with Big Time Rush.
If you haven't heard of these people, I suggest you go find something else to do, because it would take too long for me to explain everything to you. The only thing I will say is that they are the four awesomest people to walk the planet. If you don't agree, I don't really care! You can do whatever it is you do, because I'm not here to please you. I'm here to report my obsession with these guys in hope that they will see this.
Where to start, where to start….How about when I first heard of them? Sounds good to you? Sounds good to me!
It all started when I was in sixth grade. I was at Redwood Middle School sitting at my usual lunch table by the windows. My best friend, Rachel, rushed over to the spot next to me, a look plastered on her face that I knew meant that she had big news that she couldn't wait to spill.
"Lalies!" she called out to me, using the nickname she'd given to me in first grade since she couldn't say my real name.
"What Rach?" I smiled, wondering what her big news, which usually isn't that big, was this time.
She slammed her lunch tray down in front of the seat next to me, pushed it aside, faced me, and started reporting what she had found out.
"Okay, so I was texting Tori, remember? From art?"
"Rachel," I sighed, "I think I'd remember a girl I had art, reading, and English with last year."
"Well, sorry! Anyways, we were texting, and she told me that the show that talks about upcoming bands and whatever was coming on. I turned my T.V. on and flipped to that channel. Weelll, there was this band on there called Big Time Rush. There were so super cute and they sing really good! I think you should check 'em out!" Rachel informed.
"Okay, so you saw this band, you thought they were cute, and you think I should look them up?" I summarized.
"Yes! I know you're more of a school kind of person, but you love music, and you also love finding new music to listen to! I know you, Lalies, I know what kind of music you like. I've stolen your iPod and analyzed every song on there. You like pop, rock, a bit of R&B, and catchy songs. Big Time Rush has all of that, so I'm sure you'll love them! Plus, they're really cute!" Rachel convinced.
"Ugh, fine! I'll check them out after school! But, if I don't like them, I'm never taking your music advice ever again!" I threatened.
"Okay, okay! I just really want you to-" I cut Rachel off.
"Check them out. I know, I know, you can shut up now. So, how was your day?" I tried to continue lunch without having to talk about that band.
"Oh, uh, I don't know. I was too busy reminding myself to tell you about Big Time Rush…" Rachel trailed off, embarrassed.
"You have no idea what you did today or what you learned?" I asked, shock evident in my voice.
"No! In science we talked about how animals are classified," she answered.
"We talked about that two weeks ago."
"Fine, so maybe I can't recall what we did in science, but I remember what we did in English vividly! We…we planned our personal essay using a pie chart!" Rach told me.
"That happened about a month ago. How about reading? Did you get an introduction to Reading World?" I joked, referring to a program we'd been notified of three to four months ago.
"How'd you know?" Rachel whispered, her expression telling me that she wasn't joking.
"Rachel!" I exclaimed. "Do you know how long it's been since we've known about Reading World?"
"Obviously not too long since that's what I learned in reading today." Honestly, why am I even friends with this girl?
"Rachel, I can say, without lying, that you most likely the dumbest brunette I've ever known. You have your moments, but they don't come often."
"Hey, just because I don't remember what I did so far today doesn't mean that I'm stupid! Besides, you can catch me up on what we did after school. You'll call me, right? After you search them?" Rachel reassured.
"Yes, I'll call you before I search them," I reworded.
"Okay! Whoa, hold up, you said before, I said after."
I took a dramatic gasp before saying, "That is just brand new information right there!"
"Quit being so sassy," Rachel ordered. "You're going to call me after you search Big Time Rush."
"Okay, off the topic of them, how's little Deviled Egg?" Deviled Egg is the nickname I gave Rachel's little four-year-old brother. His name is Devin, and when I was seven, I thought Devin and deviled eggs sounded similar. Whenever I called him that, he'd just smile and giggle, still does!
"He's fine, except now he's getting better at walking, so I have actually put in an effort to run away from him. He can also open doors, so if I ever want time to myself, I shut and lock the door," Rachel caught me up.
"Aww, that's so cute!" I've always been a baby-lover.
"So, what's up in Lalaine-ville?"
I took off my glasses, set them down carefully on the table, face-palmed, put my glasses back on, and informed Rachel of how I've been. I don't want to bore you with the details of how my life was.
"Cool, cool. But, uh, why'd you face-palm before you started talking?" Rachel wondered cluelessly.
"You put my name and ville together. Dorky, much? I think so." I explained.
We finished the rest of our lunch and talked every now and then. We left our table, dumped our trays, and headed back to our table, which had been inherited by the three meanest girls at our school.
"What do you want, Caroline?" I groaned.
"Oh, nothing, we just want to talk to you, take a seat," Caroline offered, her sidekicks smiling.
I tried pulling out my chair, but something was restricting me. I looked under the table to see Caroline's buddies' legs wrapped around the chair legs of both mine and Rachel's chairs. I'd had this happen to me before, so I knew exactly what to do. I pulled the chair up and out, quickly and forcefully, hurting Rhonda, Caroline's sidekick, in the process. Rachel copied my movements, but she didn't have the same frustrated expression as I did, she was smiling a smile of victory and anger.
"Ooh, someone's feisty today," Caroline commented.
"No, someone's not taking your crap this year," I corrected.
"Okay, I see how it is," Caroline's voice had instantly lost its cheeriness at my remark. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm not going to try and ruin your year. We're in middle school now; I think we both matured over the summer."
I snorted, but then returned my face to it's original expression.
Caroline continued as though nothing had happened. "I'd actually like for us to be friends. Sound like a plan?"
I played along with her game and agreed that that sounded like a plan.
"Yay! I'll see you tomorrow…friend!" Caroline giggled.
"Okay! Bye, buddy!" I smiled. Caroline wiggled her fingers to say goodbye, turned around, flipped her hair, and walked back to her lunch table.
"Lales! Are you seriously friends with that Barbie now?" Rachel asked incredulously.
"No, I'm playing her game, and I'm gonna get cheats to win it."
"Huh?"
"I'm going to act as if I'm her friend, but I'm not going to let her ruin me in the end."
"Oh, I get it now!" Rachel celebrated.
"I thought you would."
"You can go," the lunch supervisor granted us permission to leave.
Rachel and I headed towards the line, and once Caroline was dismissed, she and her crew caught up with us in the line.
"Lalaine, the girls and I were thinking that maybe you'd like to come over this Saturday?" Caroline offered, Rhonda and Kelsey nodding their heads in agreement.
"This Saturday? I can't, I have a family thing going on this weekend," I lied. My lie was obviously convincing since Caroline's face twisted into a frown.
"Aw, that's too bad. Oh well, maybe some other time."
"Yeah, maybe!" I agreed with false hope.
Caroline, Rhonda, and Kelsey both left their spots and went towards the back of the line to talk to their real friends who were also as fake as Caroline.
Once I reached the classroom I was in before lunch, I grabbed all my things and headed to my next class. After I had put everything in its place, I stepped out of the classroom to go to Rachel's locker. She had a truckload of stuff to take to her next class today, so I decided to take half of her stuff. I made it back to my class just in time. All we did was listen to people present projects of theirs, so I just had to kick back and relax.
After that class was over, everybody had flex, where you could complete your homework. If your homework was completed you read, so I got to read the entire time. I had chorus and computers afterwards, classes that were both very boring that day. When the dismissal bell rang, I got up, grabbed my stuff, and headed for my classroom to get my backpack which I have to leave behind every day, because I'm a car rider. After I loaded everything up, I headed for the back door of the school and waited for my mom to appear. I waited for ten minutes in the freezing weather before giving up and going inside to wait for her.
As everybody dwindled away, I pulled out my phone to call my mother. She informed me that it would be a while since she still had to work for thirty more minutes. I couldn't call my dad, because my parents are divorced and my dad isn't allowed near me.
I walked to the vending machines and sat down on a bench near them. I set my back pack next to me and pulled out my book. As time passed, teachers would too, leaving for the day. I didn't really mind staying after school waiting for my mom, it was actually nice. I got to be in school when there were no kids around to be distracted by. It was actually a time when I liked being in school a bit more.
Once forty-five minutes had passed, I called my mom once more, only to be informed that she was at the store.
I heard the front doors swish open, and I saw Rachel coming through them. I told my mom to hold on for a second, and I ran to Rachel to ask her if it would be okay if her mom picked us up. Rachel texted her mother who agreed to do so. I told my mom that Rachel's mom would be picking us up, and my mother was all for it.
After thirty-five minutes, Rachel's mom pulled up at the back of the school, and Rachel and I ran out the doors into the warm minivan.
As Mrs. Sawyer pulled up to my house, I thanked her for the ride, and Rachel reminded me to look up Big Time Rush.
"I'm home," I called out to the empty house. I ran to my room, shut the door, threw my backpack in the corner, kicked off my shoes, grabbed my laptop, and hopped on my bed. As much as I hated to admit it, I was actually curious to find out who these guys were. I went to Moogle and searched, "Big Time Rush". Thousands of results popped up, but I clicked on a link that said, "Big Time Rush: Big Time Fame!" If only the authors of these articles could come up with better titles that don't sound like something that would appeal to a five-year-old.
As the page finished loading, this is what I saw:
"You may not know who these hotties are, but they make up the new band Big Time Rush! We sat down with the guys to have a quick interview, and this is what went down.
Interviewer: Hey guys! First off, what are your names?
Kendall: Hi, I'm Kendall Knight, the leader of the group.
James: I'm James Diamond, I'm the handsome one with the washboard abs and insane amount of talent.
Carlos: Hi there! I'm Carlos Garcia, I'm the one who isn't afraid to do anything! You'll never find me without my helmet, either!
Logan: Hello, I'm Logan Mitchell, the smart one.
Interviewer: Cool! You guys sounds like you make the perfect team. How did you get discovered?
Kendall: Well, uh, Gustavo Rocque was looking for some talent, so he came to Minnesota and held auditions for someone to become his next superstar. James wanted to go audition, so we had someone give us a ride.
James: I kept switching numbers with the guys until Kendall stopped me and pushed me through the doors. I sang my song very well, until I looked at Gustavo in the eyes which really freaked me out. I asked to re-audition, but he told me I had no talent.
Carlos: That's when Kendall blew up and got all in Gustavo's face, saying that James did have talent and Gustavo didn't. The cops broke up a fight we had with security guards, and Gustavo came to Kendall's house wanting to sign him. Kendall refused to become famous without us.
Logan: That's when we convinced Kendall to call Gustavo back. Gustavo came to us, and Kendall convinced Gustavo to take us with Kendall. Now we're here and our on way to becoming famous.
Interviewer: Exciting! And, Logan, you're already famous! How would you describe your music?
James: Pop, rock, catchy, a little bit of R&B, it's something you gotta hear!
Interviewer: I want to hear one of your songs right now! It sounds like a fun mix!
Kendall: We already have a song out. It's called Big Time Rush. Creative, isn't it?
Interviewer: Haha! It was fun meeting you guys, hope to see you again soon! Bye!
The guys: Bye!
At the end of the article, there was a link to their song. I clicked on it and began listening to the song that fit James' and Rachel's description. I kept the tab open to keep listening to the song, and began looking at pictures of the guys. I clicked on a picture that had the guys labeled. Rach was right, they were really cute. Although, I think James is the cutest, Logan being a close second. I went back to the article I read and realized that James was the conceited one. Logan seems a lot cuter now.
I closed my laptop after a couple more hours of researching to go get my dinner. I brought back to my room and set it on my dresser, leaving it there for the next few hours, only taking small bites every now and then.
I found out that they were all funny, and they were actually real people who didn't care what people thought of them. Even though that's true, I told myself that I wasn't going to fall in love with them. I hate having Rachel be right.
Once nine o' clock rolled around, my mom peeked in my room to tell me I had an hour until I had to have everything shut off. She came closer to me, so I shut my laptop and pushed it away from me, not wanting her to know what I was looking at.
"Someone doing something they don't want me to know about?" my mom asked.
"No, I just didn't want you to have to lean over the laptop to give me a hug," I lied.
My mom chuckled before giving me a hug, telling me goodnight, and grabbing my laptop.
"MOM!" I screeched, but it was too late, she had already opened it up to see that I had been looking at Big Time Rush articles. I really need to put a password on that thing.
"Oh, is someone looking up their future husbands?" my mom teased.
"Mom, see this face? This is my unamused face. I'm unamused. And I'm looking up a new boy band Rachel told me I just had to see," I explained.
"Okay," my mom agreed, unconvinced. "Night, sweetie."
"Good night, Mom," I waved goodbye before closing my door again.
I stayed on my laptop until ten-thirty, losing track of time. I shut my laptop down immediately and put it on my dresser. I shut off my light and turned my T.V. on so I could have background noise to fall asleep to. I set the sleep timer on, rolled over, and closed my eyes. I fell asleep quickly, but woke up at two A.M. Not because of a nightmare, but just because my body told me to. I had had a Big Time Rush dream. It was that I had become a crazy fan and had gotten to meet them.
Little did I know that that dream would become a reality. Even though I had that dream, I still said the same thing I said that afternoon.
"I'm not falling in love with them."
I think that's a good stopping point for now! I wanted t write on a certain story, but this idea came to me, so this my new multi-chapter story!
1. This was originally going to be a one-shot
2. This is sort of about me, but there's a lot of twists in some places
3. Lalaine Michaels is complete fiction. I have no idea if there is a real Lalaine Michaels out there. As far as I know, she's just my character
4. I wanted this to be like diary entries of a Rusher, or when somebody admits to having an addiction sort of thing
5. I got the, "four awesomest people to walk the planet," bit from Forget the Moon – Ignore the Sky
6. I wanted Lalaine to be in sixth grade, because this is going to be over a two year time-span (this story won't be very, very long) and I want adults to know that there are teenage Rushers!
7. My friend, Madison, came up with the name Tori
8. I didn't describe anybody on this, because I want to give clues about everyone's personality rather than just telling you guys
9. Lalaine's personality is very similar to mine
10. I always ask my friends how their days have gone, so that's why Lalaine did that
11. I have a friend similar to Rachel
12. I've done everything Rachel and Lalaine have done, except Reading World is a parody of a program I do every other day in reading
13. I originally had, "Honestly, why am I even friends with this brunette? (Thought she was blond, didn't ya?)" Then, I realized that was offensive to blonds and I didn't want to be mean! I love people with any hair color! Except the annoying people…and other kinds of people
14. Everything sassy Lalaine says is something I have said
15. Ever since I was little, the name Devin always reminded me of deviled eggs
16. Devin is one of the choices for baby names for me
17. I'm a baby lover like Lalaine
18. I did Laline's facepalm thing to be able to type in a non-confusing way
19. My friends wrap their legs around my chair at lunch in good fun, and I know exactly how to hurt them and pull out my chair with ease at the same time
20. I thought the "playing her game" simile was good!
21. I always meet one of my friends at their locker before fifth period like Lalaine
22. Lalaine has the same schedule as me: science, writing, advanced reading, advanced math, lunch, social studies, flex, chorus, and computers
23. My dad has forgot to pick me up at school about three times like Lalaine's mom
24. I like being in school when there's no kids like Lalaine
25. It took a while for me to come up with Rachel's last name
26. I stole Moogle from Jamie boy
27. Like Lalaine, I think some article names are stupid
28. I made the interview cheesy, because I think some interviews sound like that
29. I tried incorporating humor in the interview
30. When I first saw Big Time Rush, I liked James and only James, now I love them all!
31. I lose track of time when I'm on my laptop (like Lalaine)
32. (LL) I need background noise when I sleep
33. I've had lots of Big Time Rush dreams, they rocked
34. I really, really REALLY wanted to end the story with Lalaine claiming she wasn't in love with the boys
Okay! This is my latest project, and I hope you enjoyed chapter one! Maybe you could drop a review? Until next time, Reviewing Rushers!