1st of all...UGH! I keep writing Logan in the flashbacks instead of Hortense. So if I accidentally do that and you get confused, sorry. Urg…

Second, Season 3! Yesssss. And Backstage Rush was epic. :)

Third...I AM SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR MORE THAN A WEEK EVEN THOUGH IT'S ALMOST SUMMER. Gawsh, I hate having swim meets literally every weekend. -_-

Fourth, um, there's no fourth.

Oh wait! I don't own Big Time Rush and I should shut up. :)

Chapter Eight

It was around lunchtime, a few hours after my best friends had landed back home in Minnesota. There was a dance going on in my old school, apparently.

The school dance.

I suddenly remembered that I used to be one of the girls looking forward to dressing up, putting on a bit of makeup, and being able to see the disco lights and listen to the DJ in the school cafeteria. I even had someone to dance with…

Ugh. Today is gonna suck. I get to lie down in bed while other kids get to have fun with their friends.

On the other hand, I have to say that I'm pretty proud about the boys' dance, because they didn't totally mess things up that much.

May 29. A long-dreaded day for most boys, and even some girls. A day also known as the school social. And the worst part? Everyone had to go, because it was during school hours, or they sat in the office.

Kendall tiptoed out of the kitchen after eating his Cheerios, making sure not to wake his mom or Katie up. It was finally the day that he could show his friends his favorite grey beanie! Hats weren't allowed at school on regular days, but today, there was an exception. He loved his beanie so much…

What? Oh, yeah, his partner, er, he never even asked a girl to be his partner.

Hortense was in the bathroom fixing his hair slightly. Pssshh, he was only dancing with his crush since forever, Sapphire Matthews, no biggie. He had on a blue sweater vest and jeans with his favorite pair of Nikes and black glasses. But today, since it was so special, he decided to wear his contacts for the first time in a while.

Over at the Garcia house, Carlos was still snoring soundly. He didn't have to worry the dance because Chelsea Viette, his partner, was sick. He planned on munching on some chips and playing foosball with his other friends for the whole time.

James, on the other hand, was up early, combing his hair to perfection. Hey, you had to look good to dance with the Laura Styles, right? It took him forever to make her say yes, too. He put on a blue polo and skinny jeans along with dress shoes – nothing too special. He planned on changing into something fancier before the social because his suit was so uncomfortable. But Laura demanded that he should wear it.

Mr. Ficklewitz, the school principal, tapped into the microphone. "Hello boys, girls, and teachers! Today has finally arrived: the Spring Dance!" He paused to wait for the cheering and screaming to calm down, but in reality, everyone was groaning. "Oh, okay then, have fun!"

All four boys were talking to each other as a steady beat from the music was booming off the walls. Carlos tried to start a conversation to ease their nerves. "So…Hortense, I heard that you like Sa–"

"Shh! She might hear! But," his face reddened, "I do. But anyways, James! You and Laura Styles. Isn't Laura that really rich girl that's neighbors with you?" He tried to change the subject.

"Yeah. She finally said yes to me after my 158th try! It was well worth it, even though I have to wear this." He made a face after pointed at his suit, causing the others to laugh.

Hortense saw someone wearing skinny jeans (most seventh grade girls weren't even wearing skirts) and a frilled white shirt smiling at him. She had wavy dark brown hair and lightly tanned skin, and was wearing a necklace and bracelet.

"Guys, I see Sapphire. Um, bye." he awkwardly waved at his friends as he walked over to her. They started talking and were soon out of sight.

"Hm, I never saw this coming," smirked James. "Hortense got the girl first. Just…wow."

"Yeah," agreed Carlos sadly. His oversized hockey helmet was almost covering his eyes. "Well, I did have Chelsea Viette to dance with, but she got sick. So, wanna play foos–"

"Uhm, 'Litos? Earth to Carlos!" Carlos was staring at the entrance to the cafeteria in shock. He made weird noises that sounded like 'Che-u-wav-ee-eawa'. Kendall was pretty amused. "Okay then." Suddenly, he saw a blonde girl with hair pulled to one side walking over happily.

"Carlos! I made it," she said, after she coughed. "Sorry, I'm still kinda sick, but," she blushed, "I felt bad leaving you." Carlos was smiling like a kid in a candy shop.

"CHELSEA! I love – I mean, thanks so much!" Soon, they went off.

"Yay, that leaves you and me, James," said Kendall bluntly.

"Actually," replied James apologetically, "Laura's kind of right there, with her friends. She looks mad, so I should probably–"

"JAMES DIAMOND! IF YOU ARE NOT HERE IN TEN SECONDS, YOU ARE NOT DANCING WITH ME! EVER!"

"That's my cue," the boy said weakly. He sprinted faster than Kendall had ever seen him run.

Kendall groaned. "And then there was one." He strolled near the entrance, hoping to sneak off somewhere. Suddenly, he saw a skinny second grader skipping through the hallway, waving at him.

"Hiya, Kendall! Have you danced with any girls yet?"

"Katie…"

She giggled. "Let me guess, you haven't danced with anyone?" He sheepishly nodded. "I can dance with you," she suggested.

Her brother's eyebrows furrowed. "But you might get in trouble with your teacher."

"No, I won't, as long as it's still recess time for us!" She smiled, showing a gap where her two front teeth should be. She walked up to Kendall and hugged him.

"Thanks, Baby Sister," he whispered in her ear. They walked back inside.

Most people were dancing, but most stopped and 'aww'hed when the brother and sister twirled around. So I guess you could say that all four boys had dates to the dance.

A couple hours later, there was a knock on my door. "Come in," I said, groaning. I was in no mood to see anyone right now.

A boy with sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and tan skin walked in. He was wearing a blue polo and jeans with black shoes. Honestly, I was really surprised.

Now, I did know this boy. His name was Wesley Delano, and he was new to my school in fifth grade. He quickly became one of the 'popular boys'. He's good-looking, caring, smart, and he plays almost every sport imaginable. All the girls had a crush on him, well, except for me.

One day in the same year, he texted me saying, 'all the guys have partners for the 6th grade dance already. I don't…' And that's how I got my partner. I feel really bad for him, honestly, and he's a really sweet guy. I don't think he found another partner, either.

"Wesley!" I exclaimed, blushing. So I might have the slightest crush on him.

"Katherine," he said in turn. "I felt bad about, well…everything," he said, gesturing to my hospital room. "I wanted to come over here to make up for it." He held out his hand and I grabbed it. I was a bit wobbly but I managed.

Now I knew this boy was really sweet. He flew halfway across the country to dance with me!

I quietly spoke. "You didn't have to, you know."

"I can't just leave you hanging, can I?" He bowed. "May I have this dance?" Wesley turned a slow song on the radio, smiling. Soon we were twirling around the room, and he was making sure I didn't fall.

While we were dancing, Wes spoke. "Back in 'Sota, some girls were asking me to the dance. I said no…" He blushed again. "I said that I would dance with the Katie Knight."

I blushed again. Someone count how many times I'm blushing! "The Katie Knight? Am I really that famous back home?"

He mockingly gasped. "You really don't know how much all the guys in your class wanted to dance with you once Big Time Rush formed? But once they found out you had leukemia…" He trailed off.

"What?" I asked, pushing the topic.

He frowned. "They didn't care about you anymore. Almost nobody did. Only your friends. And me. But on a happier note, we're going to Outdoor School next week in Wisconsin! We might get to see the Great Lakes."

I knew that he wanted to change the subject, but I didn't care. I knew he just wanted me to be happy, so I talked about my Outdoor School in Nevada, and how there was a rock climbing wall and a lake that everyone swam in.

We talked so long that a nurse had to tell us that visiting hours were over.

Wesley got up out of his chair and smiled sadly at me. "Bye, Katherine Knight. Don't let your classmates forget you, okay?" He kissed me on the forehead as he left. I lay on my bed, dazed. The Wesley Delano just flew halfway across the country…just for me. He danced with and kissed me. And most importantly, he cared about me.

I guess that was my going away present, huh?

"I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz played on the radio as I thought more about the few days to come.

Boom. This was long. And it had a sucky ending.

By the way, does anyone watch American Idol? I got mad when Jessica lost.

And Touch...oh my goodness. Touch is my new favorite TV series (besides Big Time Rush of course)! I love is so much, and the season finale's on Thursday, and I'll be gone all this week.

So...review? Please?