A/N: this will be a long one shot. Have fun reading it! So I thought that the story will be in the Author's Point Of View just to make it simpler for me to write. So… Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush or anything you might recognize.
Warning: There will be use of vulgar language and offensive language.
Most adults say that high school was the highlight of their educational life. Others say it was the lowest point. Well in Apple Valley High School one mistake can cost you your whole High school life.
Logan Mitchell can verify for that notion. Just because he might know a little bit of extra things he was immediately the geek that no one liked. Not even the geeks liked him. All the jocks basically forced him to do everything for them. Even if they picked on him who would notice? It's not like anyone cared! No one cared if he was just naturally brilliant. No one cared if he felt that no one would ever love him.
Carlos Garcia is another example of a high school outcast. Just because he has dyslexia doesn't mean he isn't normal like the other kids. He wears that helmet for a reason! He isn't stupid he was born with a disability doesn't mean he isn't capable of being a normal 16 year old boy. But does anyone care? No. Of course not! Who cares if Carlos Garcia cries himself to sleep.
James Diamond might have been the popular nice guy back in Middle school but that all hit rock bottom when he came to high school. He joined a skating group because that's the only place that would accept him. He wasn't extremely smart; he was too stupid to understand the plays in sports so why join them? He didn't like the color black very much so he was an outcast to the Goths. Skaters let him join for the mere fact that they were too high to really care. No one cared about James Diamond or the struggles he has to face.
Kendall Knight might seem like the popular hockey player all-star but that's only a disguise to hide his true feelings. Down there is a kid that nobody wanted to play with because he loved his baby sister, his favorite T.V. show was the Ziggle Zaggles instead of NASCAR, or just because he spoke what he thought and he thought what he spoke. He never had a second thought in his mind about whatever he spoke till this day. Nobody cares if he were to just one day leave. He could be replaced on the team; he wasn't needed. Nobody cared about the struggles his family has to go through. Nobody cares.
Four boys, four lives, and four soon to be late passes. As each boy runs down the hall one going down with a huge duffel bag in hand, the other with a pile of books and papers, the other skating down full speed on a skateboard, and the other just running head first knowing his helmet would protect him from anything and everything. The only problem was that one boy was coming from each end and we all know what that means… full on collision.
"Watch where you're going!" Kendall said falling flat on his ass. His hockey gear goes flying out of his duffel along with pens, pencils, and books.
"Well maybe if you were focused more on your feet then your precious hockey gear you would see that I was coming." James said giving the blonde boy unnecessary attitude. He wasn't having a good day and this hockey head had to go and mess it up.
"Well I'm going to be late so if someone could get him off me it would be much appreciated!" Logan yelled signaling to Carlos who was now somewhat planking down on Logan's stomach.
"Sorry!" Carlos says getting up off the small boy looking down apologetically. He picks up some of his papers that he dropped and his phone that flew out of his hoodies pocket.
They all started rushing towards the same direction and only Kendall soon realized that they were all going to the same History class.
"Go down to the office!" Mrs. Real was a kind woman but tardiness and other rude behavior did not go her way. You know what people say; small person small temper.
As the boys started walking down the hallway Carlos decided to make the tension less awkward.
"I didn't know you guys were in my History class!" He said looking from one person's face to another. Logan looked nervous just as the other three. Carlos tried to never be nervous when he was younger his older sister told him that if you were stressed or nervous then it's bad for your health. He didn't believe her but when he saw his parents in such a state and how unhealthy they seemed to be he started taking his sisters advice to heart.
"Now boys what are you here for?" The nice lady said to them. Mary-Tess was very nice and tried to never be too strict or sound to mean.
"Mrs. Real sent us down to Miss. Schoppe because we were all five minutes late to class." Kendall answered for the four of us bending the truth just a tad bit. We were late by at least fifteen minutes not five.
"Oh, ok. Why don't you go sit in the lobby while I go see when she can be available for you guys?" The four very different boys sat down in the lobby waiting in an awkward silence until James got fed up.
"So… what's everyone's favorite color? Mine is blue." He said trying to lift the tension just a little bit!
"I like green." Kendall said pointing at his eyes. "They remind me of my eyes and I used to get compliments when I was younger." He explained looking at his messy handwriting studying for the test that will be coming up in a few periods.
"I like red. Not too sure why it's just a cool color." Carlos said shrugging.
"I don't have a favorite." Logan answered looking up from his medical book and tilting his head to the side.
"Guys?" The boys looked over to the secretary and gave the woman a questioning look.
"We have to call your parents. Do you mind giving me the numbers?" That was the one thing the boys did not want to hear.
Each boy hesitantly gave their parents numbers and was sent home early. This wasn't part of their plan for that day.
Once Kendall got home his mother was running around trying to get ready for her job at the diner across the street.
"Pick up your sister in ten minutes and please try to stay out of trouble! We have to go somewhere after my shift ends! Also don't be late for your job!" Mrs. Knight always had a plan and the plan that she had for later in the evening was probably going to drive her son mad! But after the divorce she didn't expect her husband to get thrown in jail and not be able to pay his half for the kids. Kendall has to work, she has to work, and Katie gets barely any nutrition for a girl her age. Mrs. Knight needs help and she knows a way to get it while making everyone in the house happy as well.
Logan slumps his backpack of his shoulder and throws it in his room. Of course because he got in trouble for the first time ever since he moved from Texas his mother and father don't speak to him. As much as he tried he wishes he could impress his doctor and dad and his lawyer mom! "Logan you're going to the hospital with me after dinner. If you really want to become a doctor you have to learn to think on your feet at an actual hospital!" Hospital's have never creeped Logan out so it should be easy. Right?
"I told you not to get into trouble!" At the moment a small Hispanic boy was sitting in the corner of his room cowering away from his father. "Julio stop this!" A woman by the name of Isabella was yelling at her husband to leave her poor Carlos alone. "He can never do anything right! He's a disgrace to this family!" Julio Garcia walks out of the room not caring for his sons cries or how he feels about the abuse he has to suffer. Just because Carlos has a disability means he's automatically dumb! His father doesn't appreciate that he's the best in gym or that he tries to be as social as possible. The helmet is only there for the epilepsy which was caused by the beatings. On that poor boys face was written a message. "Help me."
"Sam! I'm here!" James yells out to the place he has been for the past four years ever since the accident. He enters his little area where hockey posters are put up and a picture of his parents. The old hockey stick is sitting right by his bed; he doesn't dare touch it, that's what killed his parents. It wasn't for them having to pick James up from hockey practice he wouldn't have had to go to this orphanage and he would still have two of the most loving parents. He's the oldest at the orphanage so he has to take care of the kids. Nobody knows that James has lived this life ever since he was twelve. Nobody knows that the woman who comes to all of the parent teacher conferences or the woman who answered the phone just early today had no biological relation to him at all. Nobody knew and nobody cared that James Diamond was once a popular hockey star and is now an orphaned sixteen year old boy.
Four boys with four different problems have just encountered a better path for themselves. They might not know it yet but they're going to save each other one of these days. This will be a big time rush for all of them.
"Mom where are we going?" Kendall asked his mother for the hundredth time.
"Kendall, we're going there." His mother said pointing towards a blue building saying "St. Murray's orphanage."
"What are we doing at an orphanage?" Kendall didn't want another sibling to take care of. He can barely handle Katie.
"I need another boy around your age to help around. Kendall, I love that you help around but we can't keep living like this. There's a boy around your age. He goes to your school and I would truthfully like to adopt him. You need friends Kendall!" His mother felt bad for her son. He didn't have a normal childhood and Katie has been feeling ill lately. The last thing Mrs. Knight needs is a hospital bill.
"Alright." Kendall answered his mother slumping in his seat as she parks the car. He doesn't want a new addition to his family and they don't need it.
"Hello Sam I'm Jennifer Knight. We spoke on the phone earlier in the day." Sam, the women who runs the orphanage, smiles at Mrs. Knight and nods her head.
"Yes, James is at his area would you like to come meet him?" Sam asks politely smiling at Kendall who was still not pleased about this at all.
"Kendall can you pick me up I'm tired." Katie says looking up at her older brother. She loves him to death and knows that he will always be there for her.
Without saying a word Kendall picks up his little sister in an easy manner. She lays her head on his should just as if it was her own father. Sometimes that's what Kendall is towards Katie, a father.
"James I'm Jennifer Knight and this is my son Kendall and my daughter Katie." Jennifer introduces herself and her two children to the soon to be new member of the Knight family.
"Hello, I'm James Diamond. It's nice to meet you." James says shaking the women's hand and giving Kate a squeeze of the shoulder. He looked towards Kendall and saw his head tilted to his left and eyebrows raised as if in confusion.
"You're the kid I met this morning? The skater boy." Kendall said looking over to James hockey stick and a lot of medals and trophies. If he's a skater and hates hockey heads then why does he have all that stuff?
"Well James Jennifer will be adopting you today. I'm sad to see you go but I'm sure they'll take very good care of you." After finishing her little speech Sam came up to James and hugged him. He's been at the orphanage for four years and now he's going to a loving family she really couldn't be happier for him.
"Welcome to the family James. Kendall, Katie, can you help James with his things?" Mrs. Knight asked her two children.
"Its fine Mrs. Knight I can get Dustin to help me." James said referring to a fourteen year old boy who came around the same time James did. Dustin never had a father and his mother died of cancer when he was ten.
"I heard my name!" A boy with blonde hair said coming into the room coming over to James and looking at all three Knights with confusion.
"Can you help me get my things into Mrs. Knight's car?" James asked as Dustin came over and lay down on James' bed.
"No." Dustin answered right before James pushed him off the bed while the young boy lands flat on his face.
"Fine." He says getting up and whipping the dust off his pants.
After about half an hour of the three boys getting James' stuff into the Knight's minivan and James sharing a good bye with Sam and Dustin one more time they were in the minivan driving to his new home.
As Katie leaned over to tie her show James noticed something strange. She had bruises lined up on her spine. This happened to Dustin two years ago, but it can't be the same thing. Can it?
"Mrs. Knight. You need to go to the hospital." James said in a frantic voice while Kendall is still listening to blaring music on his i-pod not aware of the situation around him.
"Why, what's wrong?" Mrs. Knight asked looking at her now adopted son.
"It's Katie. She has bruises lining up on her back." At the sound of her name Katie looked towards James and gave him an overly confused face.
After James finished his sentence Mrs. Knight made a completely illegal U-turn which made James get squished by Katie and Kendall.
"Mom! What's going on?" Kendall asked plugging out the ear-buds from his ears. But he got no response from his mother just some more hectic driving.
They finally parked in front of a hospital and Mrs. Knight ran out of the car as fast as can be. James got out signaling for the siblings to go along but Katie wouldn't move. Her eyes were closed and she looked dead!
"Kendall grab Katie now!" James says as he starts running towards the hospital with Kendall carrying his almost dead sister in his arms.
"James! Kendall!" Mrs. Knight yells waving towards them with tears running down her face.
"Put her on the stretcher!" Some doctor says grabbing Katie out of Kendall's arms before Kendall could react James grabs his wrist keeping him from going. Kendall was the only one not aware of what was happening at the moment.
"What's going on?" Kendall asks looking towards James with worried filled eyes.
"I think she has cancer." James says looking down not wanting to see Kendall's reaction at all.
Kendall get's his wrist out of James' grasp making James look up. Tears are silently trickling down his face that was unreadable. "That's not possible." Sadly Kendall knew it was. Both his grandfathers died of Leukemia. He saw what they had o go through and now its Katie's turn?
He just runs trying to get out of the hospital but bumps into a teenage boy around his age.
"Watch it!" Kendall heard a man's voice say.
"I'm sorry." He heard James say as he leans down to help up Kendall.
"James? Kendall?" The two boys look up to see Logan. The nerd at their school that they got into trouble with today.
"Logan, can you go to room 201? There's a boy around your age, I think he'll be more comfortable with you." Logan's dad asked him to do getting a nod from Logan in response. Logan knows that it was just a excuse to get rid of him.
"You guys wanna come with me?" Logan asked looking toward James and Kendall who were just looking at Logan with no emotion etched on their faces. The only trace of emotion was the tear stains on Kendall's face.
Both boys nodded and in silence they walked into 201 seeing Carlos. Everyone calls him "The boy with the helmet." He was sitting on the hospital bed holding his hand and with a pretty beatin up lip.
"Hey, you're the kid we saw this morning." Logan says smiling coming over to the small boy who shared a small fake smile while nodding his head.
"What are you guys doing here?" Carlos asked looking at the three boys with a smile on his face.
"My dad brought me here. He's a doctor." Logan explains smiling looking towards James and Kendall while they both keep quiet.
"Ok…. Well Carlos where does it hurt?" Logan asked going back to the matter at hand.
The Latino boy pointed at his left arm as Logan nodded walking out of the door yelling for a doctor. Kendall, James, and Logan left the room after the doctor walked in making sure that he was OK.
The boys didn't know it but at that moment when Carlos walked out of the room with a bright red cast and a smile on his face that was the start of a beautiful friendship. They each have something in common but sadly they don't know it yet.
A/N: Hey guys so I wanted this to be a one-shot but I decided on making it into a multi chapter. But seriously this will probably be a three-shot.
So I actually have some serious news. My friend Sam ran away or was kidnapped or something because he's gone missing. He's 15 years and old and only ways 90-100 pounds. I feel awful! So many close friends have died on me and now Sam has completely disappeared! Guys I'm worried can you please pray! PLEASE!