Title: Double Trouble

Summary: Chiara Garcia is Carlos' twin sister, who comes to stay with him at the Palm Woods. Watch everything go topsy turvy as Chiara tries to prove to everyone that she can be as fun and hyper as her brother, who on the other hand refuses to be outshown. Chaos ensues as brother and sister fight. Will everything work out between them?

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Big Time Rush, in any way shape or form. Chiara Garcia is of my own creation, and in no way a part of the band, tv show, etc.

Chiara POV

"Papa, do I really have to go?" I asked my papa as I dragged my suitcase, lifting it into the trunk of the car. My papa looked up from his cellphone to look at me. "Can't I go to Costa Rica with you and mama?"

"I am sorry, sweetie, but we have some very important business to attend to in Costa Rica." He said. "Besides, you'll be going to Los Angeles. Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

I sighed. "I hardly think it's that cool anymore since Carlos went there."

And it was the truth. Ever since my twin brother, Carlos went to L.A with his friends to gain super stardom, I've hated the place. I wouldn't go within a state with my obnoxious brother. He's always been the cool Garcia, growing up. And I was always "Boring, old Chiara." And now I have to stay with him. Seeing him is already bad enough. He thinks he's so cool cause he can do awesome stuff, and because he wears that stupid hockey helmet of his. And guess what? He can sing. That's why he's in L.A now. I'm only good at drawing, and skateboarding, the latter, which, no one even knows about.

Well, except for a few friends. Carlos doesn't even know I own a skateboard.

My mama sighed. "Chiara, don't you think you should get over your stupid childish rivarly with your brother?"

"I just don't get it. Carlos always gets what's cool. When is it my turn?" I asked her. "Please, mama, I don't want to stay with Carlos."

"Well, that's too bad. I've already called him up, and he agreed, although reluctantly." She replied, typing on her cellphone.

My eyes widened. "What did you do, bribe him? You know he hates me just as much as I do."

"What I told your brother is none of your business, Chiara. We are sorry, but everything is set." She replied. "And I told him I'd get him a new hockey skates if he agrees."

I sighed. Typical Carlos.

"Fine. But don't go crying if you come back and find my body, decomposing in a dark ditch somewhere." I spat.

"Chiara, mi hija,*" My mom said, smiling. "What could possibly go wrong?"

I frowned. My mother was always so oblivious to things. She thinks Carlos and I will suddenly be best friends forever. Well, your wrong, mama. Carlos will never be a friend of mine, and he's made it clear that I'm no friend of his. That's just the way things go for us, despite the fact that we're actually fraternal twins. Yes, twins. Yet, we're so different. All I want is a chance to prove myself.

Wait! I took a glance at my skateboard and grinned slyly.

"Uh oh. I know that look. Chiara Clarita Garcia, whatever you are thinking of right now, stop it." My mom said. But it was too late. An idea was already taking place in my head. I was given a week, and I will use that week to prove to my obnoxious brother that I can be as cool as him. "Boring, old Chiara" will just be another bad memory, and I will make a name for myself. I will make my mark in L.A, and I will finally ousthine my brother once, and for all!

Cue evil laughter.

But first thing's first. I need a change in wardrobe. And some new stuff.

As I boarded the plane, and waved goodbye to my parents, I found my seat and sat down.

I smirked to myself. Let the games begin.

Carlos POV

Here I am, waiting at the airport, to pick up my boring sister who my mom asked could stay at the Palm Woods for the week. Normally, I wouldn't agree, but my mama told me there'd be new hockey skates in it for me if I'd agree.

"What time will her flight come in?" Kendall asked. "Gustavo wants us at the studio by 11."

"It's coming in at 9. What time is it?" I asked.

Logan checked his watch. "Ten to nine."

James groaned. "Remind me again, why are we here?"

"I told you! To pick up my boring sister, Chiara." I said. "And I didn't want to go alone."

"Dude, it's your sister. Why are you funky about seeing her?" Kendall asked me.

"Dude, once you meet her, you'll understand." I said. "She's the most dull, boring...dull..."

"You already said dull." Logan said.

"I know I already said dull!" I shot back.

"So, in short terms, she's the exact opposite of you." Kendall asked.

"Yeah! Exactly!" I said.

"Oooh, looks like her flight just came in." Logan said, looking outside.

I sighed. One by one, the passengers came out, and I had to look for my sister yet. I was on the lookout for someone, probably with a ponytail, glasses, and a pencil skirt, or something of the sort. I wasn't prepared for what I saw next.

"Carlos?" Someone called my name. I turned around. My jaw fell to the floor.

It was definitely Chiara, alright. I know that hair anywhere. But it's her choice of clothes that made me double take. She was wearing a white, 3/4 sleeved shirt, a black vest, black jeans, and Supra sneakers. She was wearing RayBan shades, as well, and they looked original. In her left hand, she was pulling her luggage, while in her right, she was clutching a skateboard, with a skull print on the bottom.

"Well, mi hermano**? Are you just gonna stand there and gawk, or will you help me with my luggage?" She asked, venom lacing her voice.

I shook my head. "You're not the boss of me." I told her.

"Fine, suit yourself." She said, shrugging.

She turned to my three friends and smiled. "Hi, I'm Chiara Garcia. I'm Carlos' twin sister."

She shook their hands, and James turned to me and mouthed: "This is what you're upset about? She's hot!"

I merely glared.

TRANSLATION:

* mi hija - my daughter
** mi hermano - my brother

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