?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!?
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Kendall set his lunch tray on the table and immediately launched into a conversation. "I think Mosbey figured out we put jelly in the ice machine..." He trailed off when he finally looked at his friends only to notice they looked different, "And you're not Logan, James, or Carlos. I was- I was kidding about the ice machine."
With an awkward chuckle, he quickly scrambled off the table and moved to the next one, which again seemed to be occupied by James, Loan, and Carlos.
"Guys, the weirdest thing just happened to me and..." His eyes widened when they turned out to be look-alikes again, "It's happening again. Oh, no!" He gasped in horror, "It's that dream where I end up on TV wearing nothing but a hat."
Logan and Carlos walked into the Asphalt cafe and looked around to try and find James and Kendall before getting their lunch.
"Oh, hey Logan," Carlos smiled as 'Logan' walked up to him, "You were great in Sikowitz's drive-by acting today. I really thought you were a manatee."
Logan's brows furrowed as he tapped Carlos' shoulder. "I'm standing right next to you."
"No, no you're not. You're right over there sitting next to me," Carlos pointed to yet another Logan, "And there. And there... and there... Dude! This means our time machine has worked!" He grinned excitedly.
"That wasn't a time machine. It was a clock!" Logan snapped before taking a deep breath, "And that isn't you, and that's not me, and those aren't Kendall's, and those aren't-"
He was cut off by James letting out a dramatic gasp as he finally realized the people he'd been talking to for the last 20 minutes were not his best friends. He really needed to pay more attention to things that weren't him. "Then who the heck are you people?!" He cried.
"Now that's definitely James," Logan sighed as the real boys of Big Time Rush grouped together in the middle of Asphalt cafe and looked around in fear.
"What is going on here?" James demanded, "Uh, Kendall. Are we in your stupid hat dream?"
"I have no idea what's going on!" He cried helplessly.
"Logan?!" James, Kendall, and Carlos yelped, turning to the genius for an answer.
But before he could begin to list possible explanations, Stella walked into the Asphalt Cafe wearing a long, thin scarf, a barret and holding a megaphone.
"Okay, first up will be Group One for Big Time Rush," She called, "Auditions will be in the Blackbox Theater"
"Stella, what is all this?" Kendall asked incredulously, "Are you trying to replace us again?"
"I only tried to replace you," She reminded him pointedly, "I'm casting a Netflix special about my life. Stella Carrington: The Stella Carrington Story, a Stella Carrington production. I need look-a-likes to play the losers from Big Time Rush. No offense," She smiled brightly before holding up the megaphone again, "Group One losers, you're up next!"
