I rolled my eyes at the sight of all of the magizines at the grocery store. Big Time Rush, Big Time Rush and more Big Time Rush. Some are One Direction, but I see a lot of Big Time Rush.
My name is Abby Monroe. I live in southern Louisiana with my mom,dad, sister, dog, cat, and horses. We don't have a farm though. My mother teaches horse-back riding, so I am pretty good at it.
"Abby come on, we need to leave." My mother said. I was just quickly skimming through a magazine seeing what it actaully says about them in there.
It just has these articles about 'ask James' and what their dating stuff is or whatever. Once my mother said that I relized I wasn't just quickly skimming through.
"Why?" I whined at her. I like it here, because it is cold in here but hot outside. I am always liek this.
"We need to get home before the ice-cream melts!" She said to . We began to roll the cart out into the parking lot and we got to the car. And I started to pull out the groceries, and place them into the car.
"So what are we doing for Alissa's birthday party?" I asked my mom. Alissa is my little sister. She is going to be turning 12, and I am 18.
"Well," my mother began. She out down the last of the groceries and we sat in the car. "I was going to check out how much it would be to have Big Time Rush play at it, and hang out."
"Do they even do that?" I rolled my eyes. I am getting annoyed.
"I don't know. I am going to check it out though. If I do get them, you can't tell her!" My sister is a HUGE fan of Big Time Rush. I was actually dragged to one of their concerts once because she wanted to go. I am not too fond of their music. The only thing I like about them is their looks and personalities.
"Whatever," I said. The car became silent for about twenty seconds.
"What is your problem?" She asked.
"Nothing, i just don't really like Big Time Rush,"
"Come on, even I like them," she laughed.
"Okay," I said.
Once we got home we brought all of the groceries inside and sat down on the couch with the laptop.
I watched mom type in 'Big Time Rush birthday parties' and a lot came up.
We saw a phone number for it and my mom grabbed the phone and dialled it.
"Hello?" I heard. "Does Big Time Rush come to birthday parties?" she paused. "Ok," she said. "What?!" "Ok, thanks, bye"
"What'd they say?" I immediatly asked.
"They could,"
"For...?"
"$5,000"
"Oh, wow."
"Well, I guess that idea is gone."
"No, it isn't," mom persisted.
"Mom, where are you going to get it?" She smiled at me,
"Fund-raiser...?"
I rolled my eyes,"fine," I sighed.
"Great! I know exactly what to do!" She ran upstairs after that. Great. What is she going to do?
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OK, so I know Big Time Rush doesn't do Birthday parties, but they do in this story! Thanks for reading!
<3
~Morgan
