CHAPTER 1: FIRST ENCOUNTER

I fiddled with the necklace that hung on my neck. I sulked all the way throughout the trip to LA. My annoying sister decided that she wanted to have a shot at being a famous singer so she had the whole family move to LA. I tried to protest but all failed miserably. My father adores and spoils my younger sister far too much. Needless to say, his older daughter never had a say in anything he does.

"Daddy, when are we going to reach Palmwoods?" Enya whined.

"Soon, pumpkin." Dad called out.

"Now remember girls. Take care of each other. Since you both already are 16 and older, I hold you responsible for your own well-being." Mum warned.

"Bel, you still need to make sure your sister is safe." Dad looked sternly at me through the rearview mirror.

"Don't stress Bel out. Dear, just take it as a vacation. You guys still need to attend lessons there once you guys both got temp jobs. Bel, try to find something to do there…" Mom turned back to smile.

"Thanks Mum, I'll try and I will Dad." I managed a weak smile before plugging my headphones to listen to music. I looked to the side where my sister looks excitedly out of the window and rolled my eyes. I turned to my side of the window and stare blankly at nothing in particular.

Before I continue, here's a background information about me and my family. My name's Orabel, Bel for short. A strange name, you may say, but I loved it ever since I know it. It makes me feel special somehow. I just turned 17 seventeen days ago (ironic, yes) and Enya just turned 16 four days ago. We lived in Witcha, Kansas my whole life. I had to leave my best friends behind and move so far away. I sighed at the thought of that.

"We're here girls!" Dad announced triumphantly.

"YAY!" Enya screamed and rushed out the door. I rolled my eyes and shake my head and slowly walked out of the car. I pulled along my trolley bag and followed my enthusiastic family into the Palmwoods hotel. Once I got inside, I had to admit the place was certainly very nicely done.

Just as I bent down to tie my undone shoelaces, someone bumped into me from behind and cause me to fall forward and I seem to crash into a person. I looked up to see that I fell onto a blond guy roughly my age but way taller. I glanced at the smiling blond guy who helped me up.

"Sorry about that." A blond girl, roughly 11 years old, patted the side of my hand.

"Err, no problem. I should be sorry to crash into you…" I looked to the blond guy. I had to admit, he had a really nice smile.

"No harm done. I should be apologizing for my sister's abrupt behavior." He replied.

"Hey…" The blond girl punched the guy before turning back to me.

'You're new here?" The blond girl asked me.

"Yeah…" I replied.

"Cool, my name's Katie." She held out her hand which I shaked it.

"I'm Kendall, by the way." He extended his hand which I subsequently shook.

"I'm Orabel. Just call me Bel." I smiled.

"Cool name." Kendall replied, smiling.

"Thanks. Ah, I guess I need to join my folks. See you guys around." I smiled at both of them and waved. They nodded then waved back to me before heading to the pool. I rolled my trolley along and stood next to my sister.

"Hey, so much for not liking this place. You were busy flirting with a guy the moment you stepped in." Enya teased and nudged me.

"Dear, what's his name?" Mom teased me as well.

I rolled my eyes. "It's not flirting, I barely know him. His sister knocked into me and I fell onto him. Nothing more to that."

"You haven't answered Mom's question. What's his name?" Enya looked to me then back to Kendall's direction.

I sighed. "Kendall. Now stop asking ridiculous questions."

"He seems like a nice guy." Mom continued teasing me.

"He looks really familiar…" Enya's voice trailed off as he scrutinizes Kendall who was talking to a whole bunch of friends.

"Seriously, you both. Just stop it."

"Okay, everything's done. We're staying at 2K." Dad announced before turning to me.

"What's this I heard about flirting with a guy?" He raised his eyebrows.

'Nothing, Dad. Let's just go unpack." I sighed.

After 2 hours, we finally settled into our apartment. Enya and I both got our own bedroom which pleased me. I cannot stand living in the same room as my sister.

"BEL!" Enya screamed at me.

"Seriously, can you keep your volume down? And can you knock the enxt time you come in?" I rolled my eyes at her as I put a group shot of my best friends and I on the table.

"I know who Kendall is!" She shouted and shoved a magazine into my face. I held it down to take a good look.

On the page, I see Kendall along with three other cute guys. It read 'Big Time Rush: Rising Boyband' along with an article plus a signed poster.

"So he's from Big Time Rush?" I nodded as I glanced all over the page.

"No wonder he looks familiar!" Enya replied.

"Yeah, now that I think of it, he really does. Can't believe I couldn't make it out the moment I saw him. I loved their songs." I smiled.

"I know you do, which makes it doubly cool if you date Kendall." She smirked.

"Are you crazy? I thought he's with Jo Taylor, that actress from New Town High?" I told her.

"Oh yeah…" Enya looked disappointed.

"Why suddenly so interested in my love life…" I looked to the magazine, "Oh wait, didn't you have a massive crush on Logan some time back?" I eyed her.

"Yeah…I saw him at the pool with Kendall and the other guys…" She blushed.

"So what? You wanted me to introduce you?" I teased.

"Hey…" She smacked me, probably embarrassed at that thought.

"Please, you don't need me to introduce. Have you seen yourself? You look ten times hotter than me. I'm sure you're capable of making him yours yourself." I said.

"True. That's the nicest thing you said to me the whole day." She replied.

"And that's the last thing you will hear. Now get out of my room.

"Fine. See you tomorrow." Enya sighed then lazily get up and headed for the door.

How can it be possible that he takes a liking to me? I looked at the reflection in the mirror at the side of my desk. Kendall Knight, a boyband singer would probably have tons of pretty and hot girls chasing after him. Not to mention he already has a girlfriend. How is it possible that he would like such a plain-looking girl like me?

I laughed at the thought of that. I shook my head and then turned on my laptop. I surprisingly found myself blasting Big Time Rush tunes. Before drifting off to sleep, I distinctively remembered hearing the chorus of the 'Boyfriend' song.

"Can't you see all I really want to be is your boyfriend…"