I've decided to re-write Faith and Chance. . .it wasn't working out how I'd hoped

So, here comes the new beginning! Hope everyone likes it :)

Kendall Knight's POV~

April 19, 2010

(7am)

I woke up knowing today was going to be great. I sat up in bed, looking around Logan's and my room. The sun was shining through the window above my bed, and Logan's bed was empty and already made. I thought about what was gonna happen today. Today, my twin sister, Abby, was coming to live with me, mom, Katie, and the guys. Eight years ago, Abby and my older brother, Alex, had to move to New york with my dad after our parents' divorce. I never truly understood what happened between my parents, but I know mom was never happy about letting Alex and Abby go.

I came out of my room smiling, "Good morning, everyone," I said cheerfully and sat at the kitchen table.

"Morning," James and Carlos said, not looking at me. They were too busy, sitting in the living room and playing video games.

"Hey, Kendall," Logan waved from the kitchen counter. He was cooking breakfast, since mymom was most likely already at work. "You happy?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I am."

He smiled, "Not everyday your sister comes to visit. I'm pretty excited too."

He's right, Abby's visited a few times, but we haven't seen her for three years. I think it'll be good for all of us to catch up.

"James must be the most excited," Carlos smiled and paused their game. "You know how much James likes Abby,"

James gave Carlos a look. "Oh shut up," he hit Carlos' arm playfully, "I so do not like her."

"Oh, so you don't like my sister?" I raised my eyebrow, smiling teasingly.

James' eyes widened, "I didn't mean it like that, I just don't like like her. . ."

"We never said you did," Carlos smiled, knowing his 'plan' worked.

". . .go away," James got up and sat next to me.

Logan rolled his eyes, "You act like we're still in grade school, James. 'Like like her' Seriously, dude?"

I laughed, "Anyway," I changed the subject, "I can't wait for Abby to get here. It'll be great having her back."

Logan nodded, "It's always a good time with her."

"You know it," Carlos said, coming to the table.

I smiled. Look at us, we're all excited for her to come, and she's not even here yet. I wonder how that'll be...

Abby Knight's POV~

(10am in New York)

Today's the day I finally get out of this hell of a home. I'm moving from my father's house and going to live with my mom, brother, sister, and some of my brother's friends.

"Hey," Kyle, my older step brother, walked into my room, combing his short, brown hair. "You finished packing?"

I nodded, "Just have to close this suitcase," I said and closed it, then ran a hand through my long, straight, blonde hair.

"Great," he put the comb in his pocket, "then we can leave and catch our flight. Carlee's almost ready, too," he pointed in the direction of her room. Carlee's my step sister, she's the same age as me; 16.

Dad came into the room, "Hey," he said, leaning against the wall, "I'm gonna miss you kids." I rolled my eyes. You can tell us this all you want, I know it's not true You may miss Kyle and Carlee, but I know for a fact you won't miss me.. "You especially, Abby," he added, "I feel like we've been further and further apart lately."

I didn't bother looking up at him, "Well I'm gonna miss you least of all, and you know the reason why we've been 'further and further apart'." I finally looked up at him, glaring daggers. "Jeez, stop acting like I'm a naive little kid. I'm sixteen now, and I know what's happened." I looked back at my suitcase, pretending I still wasn't done packing. "I know why Alex is gone, and I know why mom doesn't love you anymore."

He sighed, "Still gonna miss you, even if you won't miss me," I heard him leave.

Once I knew he was gone, I stood up straight again. Kyle looked at the doorway, then me, "Pretty harsh, don't ya think?" he whispered.

"Nope," I looked at him and shook my head. "You know what I've been through, Kyle. I shouldn't miss him after everything that's happened."

He nodded, "True, but he is your father."

"I wish he wasn't. . ." I said under my breath. I picked up my suitcase and my purse. "I'm ready to get out of here," I tried to smile.

He smiled, "Alright, let's get Carlee and then we can go."

(3 hours later)

On the airplane, I was bored to tears. "I hate this," I said, looking out the window. What to do, what to do... I switched my gaze to the seat in front of me.

"So, you're bored?" Kyle asked, not looking up from the book he was reading.

"Ugh," I groaned, "yeah, insanely," I looked at him.

He scoffed and looked up at me for a moment. "Don't worry, you'll be at the Palmwoods before you know it." He began reading his book again.

I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. "Kyle, what if they really are awful people, like dad said?" I slumped in my chair, knees against the chair in front of me.

He rolled his eyes, "Since when do you listen to what Austin tells you? The only parent you listen to is mom."

"Hey," I sat up again and gave him a disapproving look. "Maria understands what I've gone through, emotionally, mentally, and physically. She's had some of my same experiences."

He sighed, "I know, Alex dying at 19. Just like my uncle Derek..." he frowned slightly. I knew losing Chris was hard for Kyle. They had gotten along so well, or that's what he told me, anyway. Still, it's always hard losing a family member.

"And other stuff," I added, knowing he knew what I meant.

"Right," he sighed again, but nodded.

Carlee slept pretty much the entire time. She rested her head on the shoulder of the guy next to her. I smiled. She had been flirting with him earlier, so it was kinda cute. At least dad treats her like she's his own daughter, I thought. She's the lucky one. "Dad was so awful to Alex and me before you, Carlee, and Maria lived with us. . ." I paused.

Kyle raised an eyebrow, "What happened?"

I sighed and pushed my blonde side bangs off of my forehead. I felt like Harry Potter revealing his scar. That's basically what I was doing. I had a scar on the left side of my forehead.

"Dear god, Abby, how did you get that?" he asked in a hushed tone.

I hid the mark with my bangs again. "That's what happens when you wanna live with your mom instead of your dad. He'll throw you against the wall and tell you that you don't know what's good for you," I whispered.

"He threw you against the wall?" Kyle whispered back.

"Yeah, he did the same to Alex. Claimed that it happened to us in mom's care. That's how he got us and she got Katie and Ken."

"That's screwed up..." he said, seeing deep in thought.

"You're telling me..." I sighed. "Well, you keep reading. I'll listen to music for the next few hours."

He nodded and continued reading. I took my iPod out from my bag and put the large, purple DJ headphones over my ears. I shuffled the music and Big Night by Big Time Rush began to play. I smiled, I can't believe this is really the guys. It's their music. I never thought they'd get this far. I'm so happy for them. After a few songs, I fell asleep.

Okay, now I know I haven't been writing anything in forever, but I plan on working harder. I was so busy my Freshman year of high school, I had no time for stories. But now I'm a sophomore and I'm ready to get back into the habit of posting more often. :)

Read and Review, please? I wanna know what you guys think