Summary: What if Logan had a twin sister? Find out what happens in this BTR redo! Showverse
Ages: Guys and KLM are 16, Katie's 10.
P.O.V.: Krystyna Louisa Mitchell
Warning, sexual innuendos and an evil prank on Logan in this chapter.
"WE'RE GOING TO L.A.!" Logan shouted when he got home.
"That's nice, honey! Take your sister!" Mom shouted from the kitchen.
"Aw, come on! She's gonna try to upstage me and the guys!" Logan said. I scoffed and stood up from the couch I was reclining on. I cleared my throat and grabbed two bells.
"Logan's a nerd!" I sang to the tune of Joy to the World.
"Shut it!" He sang back.
"Make me!"
"SHUT IT!"
"MAKE ME!"
"SHUT IT!" He coughed, the key I chose being too high for him.
"You made the key too high!" He continued singing, his voice cracking.
"I really do not care! You sing like a girl anyway! You sing like a girl anyway! You si-ing, you sing like a girl anyway!" I finished smoothly, grinning. Mom poked her head in.
"LOGAN JAMES MITCHELL, TAKE YOUR SISTER WITH YOU TO L.A.!" Mom shouted at Logan.
"Yes, mother!" Logan said, defeated.
"When do we leave, big brother?" I said.
"Our flight leaves tonight at 9, so get packing!" Logan said. He went to his room and I went to mine. In swear, he must like being in charge, because he barks at me like a military general! There was a knock on the door. I paused packing to get the door before Logan got it. I opened the door to see James standing there in his winter coat.
"James Diamond, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"I wanted to show off my new jacket!" James said as he modeled his jacket.
"Looks sexy, James," I said.
"Thank you! Nobody can resist… this!" James said, doing his weird jazz-hands thing. He started to take his jacket off when I stopped him.
"You better have a shirt on, Lover-Boy," I said.
"I do, Krystyna Mitchell," James said as he finished removing his jacket. He was wearing a white button-down, with five buttons undone at the top, with a loosely-tied blue tie. I invited him in.
"Logan's packing for L.A.," I said to James as he sat on the couch. I sat next to him. Everyone knew that James had a crush on me. I've been dropping little bitty hints ever since I found out 2 months ago. Once we got to L.A., I was going to drop the biggest hint ever! He still doesn't know that I know. He thinks that only Ken Doll knows. That's my nickname for Kendall, and he HATES IT, much to my enjoyment.
"I'm not here to see Logan. I've already packed, so I came to see you," James said.
"Oh, really?" I said. I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Y-yeah, totally," he said. I was definitely catching him off-guard.
"Wanna help me pack?" I said, with a mostly undetectable, yet present, seductiveness in my voice.
"Yeah, sure!" James said. He went to my room with me and looked around.
"Interesting room, Krystye," James said. He called me that because he wants to. I love it, so I let him.
"Thanks. Can you grab that forest green dress over there?" I asked, pointing at one of two dresses. He was confused at which one, because they were both green, just slightly different shades of green.
"The darker one, James!" I said. James smacked himself on the head and grabbed the dress, handing it to me.
"I never understood girls and clothes," James said.
"Yeah, I'm sure you'd rather us walk around naked all day," I said, rolling my eyes.
"I respect girls!" James said with a touch of hurt in his voice. I looked at him with my signature 'ya sure?' look.
"I do!" James said.
"Yeah, sure," I said as I dug in my closet for some clothes. I found three sets of bikinis, all of which James has seen me in, two monokinis, and one tankini. I decided to settle on one of each. I found my purple dress, which I haven't worn before. The reason? Its neckline stops right above the stomach, exposing the space between my breasts. That and it was almost too short. I packed it and the bra that goes with it. I had almost forgotten James was in the room until he coughed.
"Krystyna Louisa Mitchell! Where are you?" Logan shouted from the living room.
"I'm being paged," I said, starting to leave. James grabbed my wrist.
"Let's freak him out," James said. He pulled me to the closet and turned on the dimming light. As soon as I was in, he shut the door.
"If he comes in, play along with what I'm doing, alright?" James said. I raised an eyebrow, but nodded in agreement. I heard my bedroom door open.
"Krystye?" Logan said. James whispered something in my ear. I almost slapped him, but I stopped myself. James locked the closet door quietly before smirking. He kissed me, and I kissed back. I moaned loudly so Logan would hear.
"Krystye? KRYSTYNA!" Logan said as he tried to open the door, only to find it locked. James leaned against the door and moaned before we kissed again.
"JAMES? LEAVE MY LITTLE SISTER ALONE! AND OPEN THIS DOOR!" Logan was freaking out right now. We were making out right now, and James didn't seem to mind. We made lots of noise to scare Logan. We finally unlocked the door and parted. Logan opened the door.
"What? Oh, you guys are so mean. I thought you two really were making out!" Logan freaked.
"That's what you get for thinking, Logie," I said. Logan growled and shook his head.
"Kendall, Katie, and their mom are waiting outside. And it looks like you are in no way packed. Hurry up and get out there! Same to you, James!" Logan said. James smiled and helped me close my suitcases. He got one closed right as I got the other closed. We dragged them outside and tossed them into the van.
"You know, James, I think I found something out about you," I said.
"What?" James said. I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"I like you, too," I whispered and kissed him on the cheek. He was stunned for a minute, raising a hand to his cheek. He snapped out of his trance and sat next to me in the van. As soon as we were buckled, I chuckled as Carlos ran after the car while holding a corn dog.
"WAIT!" Carlos shouted.
"Mrs. Knight, you need to stop the car!" Logan shouted. Mrs. Knight slammed on the brakes, causing Carlos to slam into the back of the car.
"Sorry, Carlos!" she apologized.
Once Carlos was in the car, sitting on my other side, we took off for the airport. I had a nametag on my suitcases that said my full name so I could find them at the airport in L.A. We boarded our plane quick. Luckily, James and I got seats together. Also lucky for us, the tickets the record company bought for us were first-class!
We got to L.A. within a few hours. I was asleep in my chair.
P.O.V. change: James Diamond
I was just chilling there, my earbuds in, listening to music. I noticed that the plane was going to land soon, so I thought of a creative way to awaken my sleeping beauty. I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She stirred and kissed back. I smirked after I broke the kiss.
"You're arrogant," she said.
"But that's why you love me," I said. She giggled.
"Attention passengers, please put your seats in the upright position, and put your seatbelts on. We are beginning our descent into Los Angeles," a flight attendant said. We both did as told.
P.O.V. change: Krystyna Louisa Mitchell
We went to baggage claim and got our luggage, went through security, and got into our limo the record company sent to take us to the Palm Woods, home of future stars. When we got there, a guy told us what apartment to go to.
"Believe me, it's just big enough to house all seven of you. It's not much in the looks department, but it's functional. It's got four bedrooms and three bathrooms," the man, whose name was Mr. Bitters, said. Mrs. Knight smiled and took the key to apartment 2J.
"Well, boys and girls, this is where we'll be living!" Mrs. Knight said as she opened the door. It looked awful. James and I immediately ran to one of the bedrooms.
"I'm rooming with James!" I called.
"I'm rooming with Krystye!" James called afterwards. Logan was about to protest, but Mrs. Knight stopped him.
"Let them," she said. Logan sighed in defeat. He walked to his bedroom. Carlos followed him.
"Dude, you need to lighten up on her," Carlos said.
P.O.V. change: Logan Mitchell
"I know," I said to him in a defeated voice. I sighed. My sister was rooming with a boy who was dishonest with girls in general! I was mad. Before we left Minnesota, James and Krystye had played a dirty trick on me! I really thought they were making out in that closet! I was so pissed!
"Dude, you know James has liked her for two years now. So she likes him too. Big deal!" Carlos said defensive of his best friend and his other best friend's girlfriend.
"Big deal? Big deal? You don't have a sister, Carlos! You don't understand what it's like to know the fear of a boy possibly getting your sister pregnant!" I screamed at Carlos. Carlos was taken aback by Logan's choice of words.
"Fine then! You get to sleep with Kendall!" Carlos said as if it were a punishment. He left the room and Kendall entered.
"What was that about?" Kendall asked, having heard the conversation between Carlos and me.
"Carlos is trying to get me to lay off of Krystye and James and I refuse," I said to him, crossing my arms to prove a point. Kendall rolled his eyes at my words.
"Dude, you need to relax. I doubt that James would be that dishonest," Kendall said.
"Oh, then you don't know my sister like I do," I said.
"But I do know mine," Kendall said. He walked over to the closet with his suitcases and placed them inside.
"Carlos told me I was rooming in here because you two had a fight, so Carlos is rooming on his own, and mom and Katie get one room. I thought for sure that mom would get a room of her own," Kendall continued.
P.O.V. change: Krystye Louisa Mitchell
James and I were hanging up posters on the walls of our new room. Mine were head shots of myself made into a poster form. James' posters were head shots of himself. We had to laugh at how conceited we were.
"Wanna play another prank on Logan?" James asked, smiling. I nodded.
"Is it going to be like the one we played on him in Minnesota?" I said, grinning from ear to ear. James nodded and copied my grin, but in his own style. I blushed, for I loved that smile.
"That one was fun, wasn't it?" James said as he nodded to answer my question.
"The look on his face was priceless!" I said, laughing. "Should we tell Kendall?"
"Yes, we definitely should," James said before leaving the room.
P.O.V. change: James Diamond
I walked over to Kendall, who was lounging on our new couch. It was old and had a hole on the arm. Stuffing was coming out of it in chunks.
"So, how is living with Logan working for you?" I asked sarcastically.
"He is freaking out over you and Krystye rooming together. He won't shut up about it," Kendall said, obviously peeved about the situation. I laughed and he shot me a death glare.
"Tell him to chill out," I said to him, a little bit frightened. Kendall sighed.
"He won't listen, James, he's too afraid that you're untrustworthy. I told them that you'll be fine with her, and then she'll be fine with you, but he's such a knucklehead, he won't listen!" Kendall said. I laughed again, and he shot me another death glare, which made me laugh harder.
"I just came to tell you that Krystye and I are pranking Logan again," I said.
"Again?" Kendall asked. I had forgotten to tell him about the prank we pulled on Logan before we left Minnesota. I nodded and walked back to mine and Krystye's room. I shut and locked the door. Luckily for us, Logan and Kendall's room was right next to ours, and Logan was in his room right now. I heard footsteps from the living room, which meant that Kendall was telling everyone, except for Logan, about our plan, and telling them not to tell Logan about it. I purposely fell against the wall to create a thump that went through Logan and Kendall's room. Krystye played along, kissing me, making loud noises that would definitely scare Logan. Luckily, Katie was at the pool.
"JAMES! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS?" Logan shouted. I chuckled softly then moaned loudly.
"I can't help it, Logan! Your sister's hot!" I shouted with a small bit of mockery in my voice. Krystye had pulled out her best actress' voice and was moaning with me. Or… was it real?
P.O.V. change: Krystyna Louisa Mitchell
Oh, it was real, all right. Did you think I was kidding when I said I liked him? Of course, I knew it was just to psych Logan out, but can't I have my fun with James, too? I took his wariness as a chance to help him up from the floor. He had this cute confused look on his face. Logan and I were roughly the same height at about 5'9", but James was tall! I kissed him passionately, and he was caught off guard. He pushed me off.
"What the hell was that?" he whispered.
"I told you, I like you," I said.
"But what are you doing?" James said.
"Kissing you?" I said. James smiled his warm James Diamond brand smile that always made me melt.
"Well, continue," James said as he kissed me with the same passion I gave him. The moans we gave after that weren't just for the purpose of messing with Logan. We heard the doorknob rattle and we smiled into the kiss. James, for when Logan got the door open, loosened all of the buttons on his shirt, and undid a few of mine. Unfortunately, I wasn't wearing a bra. He gently dipped me to the floor, and laid me there. He lay next to me and we made out on the floor, moaning loudly.
"THAT'S IT! I'M BUSTING IT DOWN!" Logan said. He slammed his body against the door a few times, when finally, it opened.
"JAMES DIAMOND! GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF OF MY SISTER!" Logan shouted. James stood up from the floor to protect himself.
"Logan, calm down! I wouldn't do anything to her that she wasn't ready for!" James shouted before Logan punched him in the face, surprisingly knocking him out.
"James! Logan, what the hell! You punched out my boyfriend!" I shouted, tears already forming in my eyes. I punched Logan in the gut, knocking some of the wind from him, but not enough to stop him. Mama Knight showed up just in time to stop the fight.
"GUYS! Stop fighting! Logan, it was just a prank! Krystye, button up your shirt," she said before leaving. I hit one of Logan's pressure points, causing him to faint. I ran to James, who was just starting to stir, as I buttoned my shirt up.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Logan punched you out," I said.
"Logan? Who knew he could-AH!-hit so hard!" James said, wincing as he opened his eye.
"Aw, baby, come on, let's get you into your bed," I said as I helped the dizzy boy to his bed. I leaned down and kissed his hurting eye. I closed the door.
"Do me a favor?" James asked.
"What?" I asked sweetly.
"Unbutton your shirt?" James asked. I smirked and shook my head.
"Dammit," James cursed. I giggled a little at this. He was so cute when he did his little puppy-dog face. That's when Kendall came running.
"James, Loga… What happened to Logan?" Kendall asked. I pointed at myself.
"Great. You're helping us get him to the studio, because Gustavo wants the four of us there now!" Kendall said as Carlos walked in. He saw Logan unconscious on the floor.
"What'd I miss?"