❝Look, I know we've had our differences, but-❞
❝We've had nothing but differences.❞
❝But, you can trust me. I did pull you out of that river when you fell in.❞
❝You were the one who pushed me in!❞
| In which frenemies turn into so much more |
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The boys of Big Time Rush were living their worst nightmare, school. They knew it was coming but had optimistically hoped that now that they were on the road to fame, school would be put on the backburner. As per usual, they'd been wrong.
But their spirits were quickly lifted when they got a glance at the Palm Woods School. The first lesson they needed to learn was to never judge a book by its cover, especially when you'd only glanced at that cover. They thought the Palm Woods School was nothing but fun and games. So they were close to tears when Kelly told them they wouldn't be attending it.
Instead, the boys would be attending a school designed just for them by none other than Gustavo Rocque. Their producer wanted them attending school in the studio to save time on transport and maximize rehearsal and recording time.
And so, the School of Rocque was born.
Well, technically it was actually more like the Supply Closet of Rocque. Because Gustavo had just put four desks and a blackboard inside a supply closet and decided that was good enough to be a school.
The boys all hated the school. And coincidentally their teacher hated them. Mr. Smitty was a bitter man who hated the boys for living out his failed dream. So, naturally, he took out his hatred for his own life on the four boys.
During their lunch break harmonies, they'd decided that they needed to get rid of Mr. Smitty. But every plan Kendall had come up with so far, and there were a lot, had all failed.
After the fourth failure, they'd decided if they couldn't get rid of Mr. Smitty then they'd get rid of his students. The four were currently hiding in a different supply closet.
Now, this plan worked. But only for all of ten minutes. It didn't take Kelly long to find them.
"Nice try," She gave them an annoyed look when she opened the supply closet door and they screamed in fear, "Get back to class," She demanded with a sigh.
"But Kelly we hate Mr. Smitty!" Carlos whined with a pout.
"He's mean," James frowned.
"And he told me I was wrong, I'm never wrong!" Logan complained heatedly.
"And he hates us," Kendall added desperately, hoping to sway her through sympathy.
Kelly gave them a bored look and simply held her arm out, pointing in the direction of their 'school'.
"Well, can we at least be in the same class as Stella?" James begged, "If I can look at her pretty face all day instead of Mr. Smitty's I can get through this."
"Sorry, James," She shrugged, "Stella doesn't go to the School of Rocque."
The four boys stared at her in shock as their jaws dropped. "What?!"
