Big Time Skedaddle

~Ok new here and first story ever. I realized this is way short but think of it as a introduction to the main story. Oh yea, I pick Skedaddle because it's a synonym to the word Rush. This story like a alternate reality type.~

-K-Fran-

What if Big Time Rush never went to that audition?

What if they never went to California?

Well, this is the story.

Kendell dreaded going to school. Deep down he knew awaiting there was a depressed James and it's was like having a ghost haunting you all day.

But just his luck James showed up to walk with him to school.

"Hey, James." He said with false cheer. This was weird, James never showed up to walk with him.

James just nodded and turned around to start his anger filled march to school. I mean it was only fate they didn't get a ride to that audition, so why so glum James. Kendell sighed.

Down the sidewalk he saw Logan and Carlos laughing away unaware of the danger. Saved! Kendell screamed in his head.

"Hey guys." The look of horror on both of their faces showed their unwillingness to approach. "That was one crazy night, right guys." James said. Kendell quickly rushed toward Carlos to jab him in his ribs. He silently hoped that Carlos would get the hint to not make matters worst but sadly he didn't.

"R-right, crazy. I mean what if one of us actually became famous." Carlos laughed heartly and marched forward unaware of the damage he just did. You can't blame him. Carlos is always carefree with no worry ever crossing his mind. You could call it a child like innocence but sometimes he could hurt people without even realizing.

"Idiot." Logan muttered while rolling his eyes.

Kendell cringed and slowly turned to James. He was either going to explode or…explode!

But to his shock James just stood there. Extremely out-of-character. Kendell thought. He knew James for so long. He was a person that could never control his emotions. If he was sad, he'll cry. If he was mad, he'll yell and fight back. If he was happy, he'll jump with delight. Ok, maybe not that, that's Carlos. Many people wouldn't expect him to do these thing but with his best-friends he let himself go.

But, there he was standing there emotionless. Kendell gave Logan a worried look and Carlos was still smiling away, not reading the atmosphere at all.

"Guys," The boys were startled from the pretty ones voice. It was hoarse and strain, probably from crying all last night.

"I hate you."

He rapidly turned around and dashed down the street. Carlos, Logan, and Kendell stood in his dust, dumbfound with mouthes a gawk.

"W-what? Where? Where is he going! What is he doing?" Logan stuttered out.

"Looks like he's running." Carlos observed holding his chin in wonder.

"Duh!" Kendell and Logan both retorted.

"The question is, where?" Kendell yelled while running down the street after him.

~Taa-daa! I hate this chapter but It'll get more deep and longer (I promise) in the later chapters.~