Lexi's POV
"Alexis! Get up! We're going to have visitors!!" mom shouted up the stairs at me. I could barely make out her voice over the sound of Slow Ride, but I at least heard what she said. I groaned and rolled toward the opposite side of my bed. I tried to fall back asleep but I was interrupted by a loud banging on my door. "Oh my GOD!!! Aaron Lambert, stop kicking my door!" I shouted as I threw open my bedroom door and found myself staring at my annoying twin brother. "What did I ever do to you?!" I yelled. "You're my sister. Annoying the heck out of you is my brotherly duty." He replied calmly. "I thought you hated work." I said. "Not this kind. This is too much fun to be hated." He stated in an even tone. I sometimes secretly envied his ability to remain calm in a situation like this. "GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!!!!" I screamed as I chucked one of my favorite platform shoes at his head. He closed his bedroom door just in time and the shoe slammed against it loudly. I let out an exasperated sigh and collapsed back onto my bed. I had always hated mornings, and this was no exception.
Kristy's POV
I woke up bright and early that morning. I had remembered, unlike my idiotic brother, that today we were flying out to Los Angeles for the Idol reunion that was held every 3 months.(obviously, the top 13 couldn't wait a whole year to see each other). I was more excited than anyone because my BFFL Lexi Lambert lived in LA. I couldn't help thinking about her brother, too. He was a mirror image of his dad, the American Idol season 8 runner up, Adam Lambert, with the voice (and the range) to match, except he probably wouldn't wear "guyliner" as my dad calls it, and definitely isn't 'gay'. I had a secret crush on him, but I would never tell anyone, not even my parents. Dad would just act horrified, and Mom would just say flat-out, "ask him out, then." She obviously forgot that I'm 14, and he's 16. Then again, not even 10 years stopped the Lamberts, and they're perfectly fine. But he probably doesn't like me anyway. I only dream. And hope.
Lexi's POV
I was fully awake after I was reminded that I would be seeing Ryan Allen again. He was so cute. Sure, I was 2 years older than him, but I didn't like to think that. Dad loved Mom when she was 16, and he was 27, so ages wouldn't stop me either. Or will it?