DISCLAIMER 4 ALL CHAPTERS: I DON'T OWN BTR!

But I bet you already knew that.

Chapter 1: Big Time Prologue

"OKAY! I want a divorce," said Hannah Mitchell.

"What!"

"You heard me. Either agree, or I'm leaving and taking one of the kids,"

"Oh, come on! Why would you do this to me?" asked Aaron Mitchell.

"Because! I went through your phone the other night. Who's Emily?"

"A...friend?"

"Oh. Then you must be quite close 'friends' if you say 'I Love You' to her!"

"OK! But I'm not agreeing to the divorce. You can take Kaia! I wouldn't know how to raise a girl!"

"Fine. This settles it. I'm leaving in a week for Los Angeles," said Hannah, walking out of the room.

15 years later...

"Mom!" I yelled.

"Yes sweetie!"

"I need to go to school! I'll text you after hockey practice!" I yelled.

"Okay! Take your car!"

"Okay!" I walked out the door, and stopped outside to admire my new car. A 2011 Piecha Mercedes-Benz E-Class Convertible W207.
"Bye Mom!"
"Siya honey!"
"What time does Dad get home?"
"Around ten tonight!"

"Cool! Thanks!" I yelled, as I drove off to the Palm Woods School...

(That day) IN MINNESOTA...

"So, we have a deal," Kendall Knight said.

"Yeah," said Gustavo Rocque.

BACK IN LA!

"Siya all next week," said my coach.

"Siya!" I yelled. I picked up my stick, and my helmet, and skated off the ice.

"Kaia!"

"Yeah?"

"Are you able to be assistant coach for the kids' team on Thursday?"

"Sure! I'll have to tell Mom though," I said. I pulled out my iPhone 4, and texted Mom.

To: Mom
From: Kaia
Hey, am I able to ast. coach on thu?

To : Kaia
From: Mom
No, sorry. U have 2 come 2 my show on thurs. 4.30-7pm. Sorry.

"Sorry! I have to go to Mom's runway on Thursday!"

"It's OK!"

I took off my skates, and put on my black pumps. I walked to my car, listening to music, when I banged in to someone. That someone, being no more than Jett Stetson, former boyfriend of Kaia Morris, and most annoying prick of all time.
"Hello, Jett," I said, putting a fake smile on my face.
"Why, hello Energizer Bunny,"
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm just going to go and practice my skating. Do you want a coffee? Here, have mine," he said, taking the lid off and pouring it on my head.
"Oh, you f**king s**thead!" I yelled. I took out my swiss army knife, and pointed it at him.
"I know how to use this!" I said, before putting it back in my bag and skipping off.

LOGAN POV:

"Are you saying, that my mom, Joanna Mitchell, isn't my mom? And that I have a twin sister? This is bull crap!" I said.
"Yes! And we're fed up with your attitude! So you can go to L.A. with your friends, if you promise to find your sister!"
"Fine!" I yelled. I went upstairs to pack my bags. I've gotta get new friends!

Okay! First chapter is up!

I want at least one review b4 I update! It can be a flame, but this is just an idea, so don't annoy me about it!

SIYA!

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