Written in the Stars

Bonus: Reality Stars

Note: This chapter takes place between Date Night (ch. 7) & Kings and Queens (ch. 8).

[ Big Time Reality: 2 x 15 ]

Kit had never been much of a morning person. She liked to take her time to have her morning cup of tea and wake up before doing much of anything. So, when she was rudely awakened by a loud air horn that sounded throughout the apartment, she barged out of her bedroom with a vengeance.

The boys also stumbled their way into the living room, covering their ears. None of them had time to get dressed. Kit's hair was messy and she was only in her short pajama shorts and the t-shirt she slept in—it had once been James's— was much too big on her; she looked like she had nothing on underneath it. The boys wore only their boxers and t-shirts.

When they saw Griffin standing in the living room, Kit felt she shouldn't have been surprised. She narrowed her eyes at the man. Griffin and Abdul stood before a large poster with the Big Time Rush logo printed on it.

"Great news, boys!"

Logan leaned in to whisper to Kendall: "The news is never great when he says that."

The group shared worried looks.

"Big Time Rush is going to be a Big Time Reality Show, starting now."

At the snap of his fingers, the poster was snatched away to reveal a television crew. The director grinned at them:

"Roll it!"

Now realizing they were not dressed, the teens began to protest.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"What are you doing right now?"

While most of them tried to cover themselves, feeling overly exposed, James embraced it. He slid his socked feet against the floor to stand in front of the other four, who huddled together.

"Ooh," The director lowered his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose as he told Griffin. "He's good."

While James played it up for the cameras, Carlos and Kit tried to steal away to their rooms to put on some real clothes. They made it only to the entrance of the side hallway before they were forced back to the living room, still just in their pajamas.

Much to his displeasure, Kendall was pushed into a chair and forced to do his first interview before he could even run a brush through his bed hair.

"I'm not crazy about doing a reality show right now," he said. "Because, technically, I'm in my underwear."

Carlos agreed, "He's got a point. Can we get some clothes on?"

He gestured to his tank top and red plaid boxers.

"I'm fine," James didn't miss a beat. "I could take my shirt off if you want."

Kit turned to him, incredulous. Logan stopped James as he went to take off his tank top.

"Yeah, uh, please don't," he pleaded.

"Um, as for the rest of us," Logan continued. "We feel a little bit exposed."

"Why is why you're a reality show. Exposure."

"Surely, not that kind?" Kit blinked.

Griffin continued, "Because more exposure for Big Time Rush equals more record sales, which equals more ham for daddy." He pointed his thumbs to himself.

"Um, okay," Kit said slowly. "Then, why do I need to be here? Can I go back to bed?"

"No," Griffin shook his head. "Because this show will mean exposure for you, too, and you are an integral part to the band and to this show."