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Celine Spellman

Chapter 1

"How is moving to California going to help you?" I asked my cousin for the twentieth time.

She was packing only her cutest clothes in her suitcase. Nothing too flashy, or too old, or too me. She just threw aside one of my favorite shirts she owns. I quickly rushed over to retrieve it, and I stuffed it into her bag. "It'll help me meet some hot surfer guy. And besides, Aunt Zelda won't let you travel there alone," Sabrina reminded me as she shook her head at the pink shirt that wouldn't leave her suitcase.

"What happened with Harvey that made you switch right over like that?"

She thought about it before she replied. "Complications that you won't run into until later in life, hopefully." Sabrina was getting thoroughly picky about what she was packing now.

Luckily, my mom decided to step though the door right then. "This one!" she exclaimed. She pointed to the closet and a blue shirt flew out in front of Sabrina.

"Aunt Hilda, I don't need your help packing," complained Sabrina. "Anyway, I've got Celine to help me."

"Even thought she threw out the shirt that I put in there," I mumbled.

"Honey, you don't always get your way with Sabrina," mom comforted me. "But I do," she insisted. "This one, Sabrina." And with that, the blue shirt flew right into Sabrina's suitcase.

"Fine, but that doesn't mean I'm packing the pink shirt," she threw.

Then mom turned back to me. "Have you started packing?" she asked.

I pointed from my closet to my suitcase and was instantly packed. "There," I said, grabbing my suitcase.

"That only works because we're in a hurry," mom lectured. "Sabrina, hurry up. Stop being so picky and just pack like your cousin."

"Fine Aunt Hilda." She followed my suit and was packed before I could blink.

After begs and pleads not to let me go from Aunt Zelda, Sabrina and I were on a plane to Los Angeles. We got there and headed to the Palm Woods, home of the future famous. Someday, that was going to be me. For now, time to get started in the studio with Gustavo Rocque. He said I'd be part of a new 'experiment' called a girl band. All of his other bands—Boy Quake, Bad Boyz, and Boy Street to name a few—have been (can't you guess?) boy bands. Time for a change. And with three other girls I've never even met before.

Sabrina went to the Palm Woods to get our apartment, and I went off to meet the band. I have to say that Rocque Records was better than I expected, but Gustavo was not. As soon as I got there he was yelling at his assistant.

"I need them here, now! So if you can't get them, I'll have someone else do it!" he screamed.

"Gustavo, the boys said they were spending a day with Kendall's family," the assistant was calmly explaining. "They said they'd be here around 2:30 and it's—" She looked down at her watch. "It's 2:34," she gulped. "I'm sure they'll be here any second now."

"Um, excuse me," I interrupted before Gustavo got to yelling again. "I'm Celine Spellman. You must be the great Gustavo Rocque. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

"Are you being nice to him?" the assistant asked me, dumbfounded. Suck your way up to the top. That's the way mom always taught me. And when that doesn't work, then you use magic.

"Kelly, quiet. The other girls will be here shortly. You can stay and watch when the boys get here," Gustavo said. He sounded just as surprised as Kelly did. "Freight Train!" he yelled. Suddenly this big, and I mean big guy showed up in the doorway. "Dogs. Now." Freight Train nodded and left. Why would Gustavo need dogs?

After about ten minutes of awkwardness Freight Train showed up again in front of four really cute boys. There were two shorter ones both with black hair, but one with a helmet on. There was one who was definitely 'the face' of them all, and not a bad one, with light brown hair. And then there was one that could only be described as tall, blonde, and eyebrows. And the cutest of them all.

"Dogs, meet the first of the new girl band, Celine. Celine, dogs."

That's what he meant by dogs. The boys obviously didn't notice me when they walked in. They all turned around and the one with the helmet's jaw dropped to the ground. I giggled and was hoping that was a good thing. The other short one slapped him on the back of the head.

"It's nice to meet you," said the one with the face. "I'm James." He was obviously trying to be impressive. By this time the shorter two were too busy knocking each other to pay any attention to me.

The blonde one noticed this, but ignored them. He simply shook his head at them and walked over to where I was sitting and offered me a hand to help me stand up. I took it graciously, noticing how strong he was. "I'm Kendall," he said as he was helping me up. I lost my balance and fell on his chest for support. "Easy there," he said as he steadied me. "Are you okay?" I looked up into his green eyes and just got lost. I would have stayed there if the other two hadn't stopped fighting as the one with the helmet burst forward.

"I'm Carlos," he nearly yelled. "And that was loud," he said more quietly. "Sorry."

"I'm Logan. Hi," the other one said from behind Carlos.

"Hey, everyone," I practically whispered. I was afraid one of them was going to make fun of my southern accent. I was thoroughly surprised when none of them laughed.

Instead, James piped up with, "That's a cute little voice you've got. Does it get any louder?"

I could tell that he was mocking me, especially since Kendall elbowed him in the side, not trying at all to be subtle about it.

"Sorry," I said louder.

Kelly stopped me from further embarrassment. "Guys, she's staying at the Palm Woods with…" She paused and looked at me for the answer.

"I'm staying with my cousin, Sabrina," I helped.

"Right," Kelly said. "Try to be nice to her and don't mess this one up like you almost did with Jordin."

"I do not want any types of repeats from when Jordin was here," Gustavo boomed.

"We didn't do anything that bad," Logan argued.

"You knocked her down a well," Kelly said. Let's hope I didn't get knocked down any wells.

"And do you remember what happened with Jo?" posed Carlos.

Kendall thought about it, looked at me and said, "That might not happen again." The he rethought it. "It won't happen that way."

"You better hope it doesn't," said James. "But things couldn't get worse than they did."