(Freddie's POV)

"Come on, Fredweird!" Sam screeched, banging on the door to my apartment. I rolled my eyes. Typical Sam. "We were supposed to meet my cousin at Build-A-Bra fifteen minutes ago!"

"Whatever! Why am I even coming?!" I opened the door to see Sam chewing on a piece of beef jerky.

"'Cause, my cousin, like my nub of a sister, wanted to meet you!" She growled. I rolled my eyes.

"Fine! But I'm not going into Build-A-Bra!" I retorted.

"Yes you are." Sam stated before dragging me out of my apartment.

After a smelly car ride with Sams' mom, we got to the Seattle mall. Sam had threatened to break my arm if I didn't come into Build-A-Bra with Carly and her, so I did. It was the girliest place in the entire mall, with the walls a bright, almost neon pink. I think the only un-girly thing I saw was one of the customers.

Well, if you could call her a customer. Her hair, cut into choppy layers, was dyed several different colors, including green, orange, purple, and a clearly bleached white. Her outfit, a pair of black pants and a black Tee shirt with a band I've never heard of on the front. Looking at her again, I noticed a tattoo of some sort peeking out from the short sleeve of her shirt. She looked bored and generally unenthusiastic. For whatever reason, I went up to talk to her as Sam and Carly disappeared somewhere into the pink store. The girl couldn't have been any older then I was.

"Uh, hi." I introduced myself nervously.

"Hey," The girl replied with a gentle wave of her hand. "I'm Melrose. Call me Rosie."

"So... not to be rude, but what are you doing in this store?" I asked, but immediately clapped my hand over my mouth. Now Melrose, er, Rosie, was sure to hate me. Looking at her face, I realized she was pretty cute. Her hair curled slightly, framing her face in the exact same way as Sams' hair did. She must've realized I was staring at her (A/N: no shit!) because she looked at me sideways.

"Actually, I'm waiting for my cousin; I'm supposed to meet her here. And quit staring at me like a pervert!" She replied. Looking over my shoulder to another part of the store, her face lit up. "And there she is!" She smiled, waving to the person behind me. I turned around to see Sams' face glowing with happiness.

"Melrose!!" She smiled, pushing me out of the way. Sam and Melrose hugged. "Oh, and Rosie, this is Fred-wonka." I glared at Sam, ready to shoot a witty comeback when Rosie extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you." I said, shaking her outstretched hand. She smiled, although it was an unenthusiastic I-really-couldn't-care-less-what-your-name-is smile

(Melrose's POV)

"Well, if we're done with introductions... should we get going?" The girl name Carly asked. Sam shrugged.

"Uh, sure," I replied, "But were are we going?" Carly laughed.

"Well, if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to introduce you to my older brother, Spencer," She explained nervously. I smiled.

"Sure." I replied.

And she did. After Aunt (*insert name here*) drove us the the Bushwell apartment building, we took the elevator up t the eight floor. On the way, Sam and Freddie were arguing on whether an avacado was a fruit or vegetable I just rolled my eyes and sucked it up. Sam had warned me in an e-mail she sent before I got here that Sam and Freddie fought a lot. Although "a lot" was an understatement.. Those two fight like an old married couple!

Like I said, I just rolled my eyes and smiled. I was sure they would stop fighting once we got to Carly's apartment. I was right! A very large... something... was covered by a neon green bedsheet. Everyone stopped to stare at it for a minute before we got out of the elevator. I saw the first to speak as we all stared. "What... is it?" I asked, dumbfound. Everyone shrugged, so I just walked over and plopped down on the multi-colored couch. I could feel Freddie's eyes watching me. Even in the elevator, I noticed his eyes kept darting over to me. Well, most likely my multi-colored hair.

Just then, a man with paint splattered in his hair, wearing shorts and very colorful knee-high socks came into the room.

"Hey Carly, Sam, Freddie, and person I don't know!" He said cheerfully. Carly turned around and gestured to me.

"Spencer, this is Sam's cousin Melrose. Melrose, this is my older brother Spencer," She explained. I felt Spencer's eyes looking me up and down, as if tryig to decide if I was okay to come in the house or not.

"'Nice to meet you" I said casually, with a slight wave of my hand. Awkward!!! I though.

"Uh, nice to meet you, I guess," He said slowly. I rolled my eyes.

"Cool socks." I commented. His face lit up.

"Thanks!"