A/N: This is a HoA and Big Time Rush crossover and I would really appreciate it if you reviewed. I don't know why, but I bail on a lot of stories and I am hating myself because of it. If you could review with some encouragement, that would really make me happy. Also, this is my first non-BTR fanfic. Well, I mean this is my first fanfic that isn't all BTR. So, I will shut up right now so that you can enjoy the story. Also, this is set up where the guys were never a band. xoxo Alanna

Everyone was yelling. Including me.

"Kendall! I didn't even do anything!" I hollered back up to him, throwing his iPhone into my glass of water which was in my hand.

"James! What is wrong with you? I got that for my 17th birthday!"

"Maybe that'll teach you not to yell at me for something I didn't do!"

Logan and Carlos had already left the room; they didn't want to get into the fight.

James smacked a punch at Kendall. James looked at Kendall in the eye before punching him in the stomach this time.

"I didn't steal your girlfriend, alright, Kendall?" I took my iPhone and set it down on my bed. I gathered all my clothes and screamed,

"I'm moving out! Nothing can ever change that." I stormed out the living room with a suitcase, my jacket, and my shiny black fedora hat. I went to Camille's house and asked to come in. She agreed and opened the door for me.

"So, James. What's this about?"

"Kendall thinks that I stole Jo from him. I didn't, I swear. So, I punched him in the face, stomach, then moved out."

"Do you need to call you mom?"

"No, I actually came here so I could talk to my dad.

"I though your dad passed away three years ago."

"Well, he didn't. I 'm so sorry for lying to you, but we actually talk quite a bit. So, can I use your house phone to talk to him?"

"Yeah, I guess..." Camille handed me the wireless black phone. I dialed my dad's phone number and waited for him to pick up.

Hello? I heard him say through the phone.

"Hi, this is James. I just moved out of Kendall's house and I don't have anywhere to go. Do you think you could help me?" I pleaded.

You moved out? Well, before I help you with that, guess what I got? I own the advertising for the Cuda products in England. I'll be moving there and I will have a huge salary!

"That's awesome, Dad. Congrats. But could you please help me here?"

Okay, alright. Maybe you could live with me?

"And do what? Rot in school?"

How about this. I've heard of this amazing boarding school in England and maybe you could come?

"That sounds really cool, but do you think I can handle being there all year?"

Oh, don't worry about that. Holidays are off, the weekends are off, and part of summer is off. So you'll get plenty of opportunities to visit you three friends-

"Two friends,"

Fine, two friends. So, are you coming or not?

"That sounds really great, Dad. But how am I going to get there?

I'll figure out a way. Don't worry, James. You'll be safe. It's a very nice school. I went there myself actually. I was in the Anubis house.

"Isn't Anubis the egyptian god of death?"

Yep. So doesn't living in the 'House of Death' sound really cool? Besides, the house of underpopulated. When you get there, pick the Anubis house. Or should I say the Death house?

"Thanks, Dad. Call this phone number when you figure out a way to get there."

I will, James. Bye!

"Bye!" He hung up first.

"So, what's happening?" Turns out Camille has been trying to listen the entire time.

"Well, er... I'm going to be at a boarding school in England!"

"Wait. You'll have to leave all of us at the Palm Woods?"

"I can't even work with Kendall right now. But yeah, I will have to."

I looked straight into Camille's eyes and chuckled.

"And to even think that I would make it big." I chuckled silently again.

Camille grabbed my face and looked straight into my eyes.

"James, I know that you will do great in your life. You won't be a failure."

"Sure seems like it."

Our faces were millimeters apart, until I closed the gap between our lips. We stood there for a couple seconds, just kissing.

"I-I have to go." Camille said shyly as she ran out of her apartment door.

Great, I've lost Camille's friendship and Logan's.

Logan walked in and slapped me cheek hard.

"Did-did you just slap me, Logan?"

"Wow. Kendall was right. You do steal other people's girlfriends." Logan started walking out the door when Kendall walked in.

"Just leave, James. You've already lost your friends."

I got on the phone with my dad again. He picked it up.

Hello?

"Hi, it's James again. I need the flight. Now."

A/N: Haha, cliffhanger! Sorry it's short, but I didn't really get much time to write. Review please! Persuade me to not bail on this story!