Chapter One
"Robyn," My dad called me. "Your brother's on the phone."
Great, I thought. Another speech about how great his life is.
I walked down the stairs reluctantly, and took the phone from dad.
"Hey, Kendall." I said, trying my best to sound cheery.
"Hey, Roby, how are you doing?" Kendall asked.
"Good." I said. "How about you, how's the band?"
"It's all awesome." I could hear the smile in Kendall's voice.
"Great." I said half-heartedly.
"Look, Robyn," Kendall said. "Mom, Katie and I were all talking about you coming to LA to visit us for the summer?"
Woah, woah, woah! It'd been 8 months since I'd seen them. 8 months! And now just at the peak of their fame, he asks me to visit?
"I dunno, Kendall." I said. "It's just... I'm almost certain I'm gonna get a hockey scholarship this year, and I need all the training I can get."
"There's an amazing rink here in LA." Kendall said.
"OK..." I said, trying to think of another excuse. "But where will I sleep?"
"Well, you'd have to share a room with Katie... but that's OK, right?"
"I really don't know, Kendall..."
"Aw, come on Robyn." Kendall pleaded. "I haven't seen you in months! We're twins, we need to... stay... twins!"
I rolled my eyes and laughed. Well... what harm could it do? "OK, fine!" I said.
"Awesome!" Kendall said. "See you in two weeks!"
I hung up the phone, and walked over to my dad, who was sitting at the dining table.
"I'm spending the summer with Kendall, Katie and mom." I said.
"Cool." Dad said
I rolled my eyes. Of course that would be his response; anything to get me out of the way for three months.
He had a drinking problem; that was why mom left him. I thought it would be best for me to stay with him, to keep an eye on him. I tried all I could to make him stop, but in the end it was too much of a hassle' I gave in. I felt like I had to choice.
"OK, well, I'll be in my room." I turned away.
"Wait," Dad said, making me turn back. "The whole summer?"
"Yeah." I said.
"But you can't be gone that long." Dad frowned.
"Why not?"
"Who else is going to look after me?"
"Excuse me?" I frowned, disgust lingering in my voice.
Dad stood up. "Who...is going... to look... after me?" He said slowly.
"You're a 46 year old man; I think you're quite capable of looking after yourself." I turned to walk away.
"Don't go anywhere, bitch!" Dad called after me.
I rolled my eyes, and shot him a look of disgust.
"You're such a little whore, you know that." He spat at me.
"And you're a raging alcoholic, you know that. I can smell the alcohol from here." I narrowed my eyes.
Dad's face went bright red. Oh God. He was going to have an outburst.
I quickly ran out of the kitchen/diner, and ran upstairs to my room, locking myself in.
I could hear dad's fist pounding on the door. He'll give up soon, he always does.
I sat on my bed trying to block out the sound. I've got to get out of here.
I got my suitcase out from under my bed. I scoured through my closet, and took out all of the suitable clothes and shoes. I got my makeup bag from my dressing table and a few books from my shelf. What else did I need? Toiletries. But that was all in the bathroom, and I couldn't risk passing dad. I'd just have to get some stuff at the airport. I opened my top draw, and grabbed my phone, iPod, headphones, and passport, chucking them all in my purse. I checked to make sure my wallet was in there, and it was.
I closed my suitcase, before opening the window. Taking the suitcase from my bed, I carefully slid it down the roof.
"Robyn, open the fucking door!" Dad pounded, as I climbed out of the window, and down the roof.
I snuck out of my window often; mainly whenever dad went on one of his anger rants.
My feet felt the ground again, and I got my out from out of my purse. I dialled the number frantically, and ran down the driveway as I waited for him to pick up. "Come on, come on."
"Hey, Robyn, what's up?"
"Kendall?" I said. "Is it OK, if I come a little earlier?"
"Sure, when?"
"Tonight."
The flight was... bearable. But only just. I was sat next to a fat old lady who snored like a pig with a sinus infection. It was not nice, especially seeing as I was so tired. I'd scoured the plane many times, to see if I could find another seat, but there was nothing. That's what I get for begging for a flight for the next plane to LA.
I was just relieved when we finally landed.
Kendall said they were waiting for me in the waiting area. Oh yeah, because it really takes logic to figure that out.
I walked into the waiting room, to see mom, Katie, Kendall and three guys standing around, waiting for me. I presumed the guys were James, Logan and Carlos. I remembered them pretty well. They were Kendall's best friends. I remember them tormenting me, since we were 6 years old. They always did, until mom and dad got divorced.
I smiled, and waved. "Hey."
I got a mixture of different looks. Kendall and mom were looking at me in an "OMG" kind of way, and Logan, James and Carlos were all staring, jaws open slightly.
"Hey, big sis." Katie smiled, and ran over to give me a hug.
"Hey Katie-Kat." I smiled. "At least someone's happy to see me."
"You dyed your hair?" Kendall asked, his eyebrows raised.
I put my hand up to my dark hair, and ruffled it. "Yeah, blonde just wasn't me."
I looked over to Carlos, Logan and James. They were still kind of staring. "Hi guys." I smiled.
They put up their hands as a way of waving.
"What happened to you?" Carlos said.
I looked at myself.
"You got hot!" James smirked, raising one eyebrow slightly.
"So I wasn't hot before?" I asked, putting him on the spot.
"I, I, um... I never said that!" James said.
I giggled, went over to James and hugged him. "It's good to see you James."
"Hey, don't I get a hug?" Carlos said, making me release myself from James.
"Of course." I smiled, and put my arms around Carlos. "Carlos?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sniffing my hair."
"No!" Carlos said, and let go of the hug.
I laughed and turned to Logan. I opened my arms, and he did the same.
"It's good to see you." I said, as we hugged.
"You too." Logan smiled.
I let go of Logan, and turned to my mom.
"I missed you." I said leaping onto her. My mom is my saviour. She means everything to me. I couldn't bear those 8 months without her.
"I missed you too." Mom said. "And you know what; you look better as a brunette."
"Thank you." I laughed.
"Hey." Kendall said. "Don't I get a hug, from the best twin ever?"
I smiled, and hugged my brother. As we let go, we did our twin-handshake. Cheesy, I know, but it just showed how close we were.
"I see you've kept the eyebrows." I smiled.
Kendall looked up to his eyebrows.
"And I see you've kept your gift of witty comments."
"OK." Mom said. "Robyn, you might have to sit on someone's lap. There's not enough room in the back for five teenagers.
"I volunteer!" James and Carlos said at once. "No me!"
They began to fight over who's lap I was going to sit on.
"But I'm stronger." James said.
"But I'm cuter!" Carlos said.
"Guys!" I laughed making them stop. "Why doesn't Kendall sit in the front, and Katie can sit on my lap in the back?"
Everyone seemed to agree that this was the best idea. And so, we went to The Palm Woods... and that's where it all began...
A/N: This is my second BTR fanfict! Hope you like it! :]