Chapter 1
Logan sighed to himself as he looked at a picture of him and his younger sister (by two years) Layla. He regretted not being able to bring her to the Palm Woods, as did the rest of the guys and even Katie. Ah, his sister, she was easily Logan's favorite person in the whole world. One smile when he was having a bad day, and he immediately forgot why he was upset in the first place. The picture was taken a few months before him and the guys left for Hollywood.
'You thinking bout her?' Carlos was standing in the doorway. 'Yeah, just reminiscing ya know' Carlos nodded his head. 'Yeah I- uh I mean we all really miss her' Logan smiled, aside from him, Carlos was the closest to Layla out out of the guys. She had always been one of them.
'GUYS! Gustavo wants us in the studio like NOW!' 'WERE COMING!' they both shouted at the same time. Carlos allowed Logan to exit the room first, glancing over his shoulder for a brief moment to study the picture on Logan's bedside table. Long jet black hair, deep chocolate brown eyes, Layla astoundingly resembled Logan who had their arms slung over each others shoulders.
'CARLOS COME ON!' he dashed out of the room. Rule number 1- NEVER keep Gustavo Roque waiting.
Flight for California now boarding.. That was her flight. She made her way onto the little ladder step thingy and settled into her seat as her stomach bubbled with nervousness. She couldn't wait to see her brother and the rest of the guys. When her mom surprised her with airline tickets she couldn't have been more happier. She plugged in her earphones and fell asleep listening to Bob Dylan.
Jet lag was something Layla did not want to experience too often, but nevertheless it was all worth it if it meant being reunited with her brother and her friends again. She already talked to ms Knight after she got off the plane and was given the directions to Rouqe studios where the boys would be. She aside from her mom, was the only one who knew about her surprise visit.
She pushed open the door and watched the boys sing inside the recording booth. The big guy ( probably Gustavo) she thought, and the young lady next to him, were completely oblivious of her existence until the song ended and she started clapping. The boys looked up-rather shocked- 'LAYLA!' They all shouted and were pushing and shoving each other to get out the tiny door.
