"Reyna! Let's GO!" I yelled upstairs at my sister. "You're the one who's so excited about this concert. C'mon, kiddo."

Reyna came down the stairs, shaking her head at me. "One: NOT a kiddo. Two: You like them, too!" she smirked.

"Correction. I said I like their music. Now get in the car already!"

She rolled her eyes as we walked out to my car. "Oh come on, Maya, you know James is hot. AND he's only a year older than you."

I smiled at her as she climbed into the passenger seat. "Alright, so James is hot. And the age thing...well that just happens to work out," I laughed. "But-"

"Nope!" Reyna smiled smugly at me. "I win. You like him."

I rolled my eyes at my sister. "I don't get you sometimes. You're 20 and you act like you're 10."

She stuck her tongue out at me. "I only do this when I talk about the guys."

"The guys," I muttered. "Because you totally know them."

Reyna went into her purse and pulled out the two backstage/meet and greet passes. "I will after tonight!"

I couldn't help but smile at her.

Reyna fell asleep about 2 hours into our trip, so I had a lot of time to think about what she had said. So I'll admit it. I find James extremely attractive. Then again, so does any girl with a good set of eyes. But I don't really know him.

Reyna's a very trusting girl. She meets a nice guy, she befriends him.

Me, on the other hand, I've had my heart broken one too many times. Maybe it's because I'm older, or maybe Reyna can just pick out the right ones. I just can't shake the worried feeling that the real James Maslow is totally different from the funny, sweet guy in interviews.

Oh god, now Reyna's got me in on it. I'm talking as if I'm actually going to get to know him.

I shook my head at my stupidity. Keep dreaming, Maya. Keep dreaming.

Reyna pretty much ran to the venue after I parked the car. She squealed and pointed at the bus with the huge Big Time Rush logo plastered on the side. "Maya, LOOK! They're here!"

I smiled and nodded. "Uh huh. And so are we. C'mon, we have to get through security."

We went through security and showed our passes. A guard led us to a back room, then closed the door.

"Shit, Maya. We're at the end of the line."

I gave my sister a questioning look. "How do you know that?"

"They closed the door behind us. That means we're the end."

"Oh. Well, we still get to meet them."

Reyna sighed. "I guess."

I shoved her shoulder playfully. "C'mon, kiddo. Do you know how many girls are out in that audience, jealous of us because we get to meet 'the boys'?"

Reyna laughed. "Ok, you're right. Now I'm really excited again!"

I smiled at her. "Who's the best sister ever?"

"Alison Thom."

"Who is...?"

"Oh Maya." Reyna shook her head at me. "That's James' sister."

I rolled my eyes. "You horrible, obsessive child."

"I'm kidding! You are, amazing sister of mine."

"Mmhm. You're lucky I told Mom that I'd go with you. Otherwise you'd be watching this concert on Youtube, 3 months later."

Reyna glared at me. "I hate you sometimes."

I gave her a sideways hug. "You love me."

"Sure."

"We can leave-"

"No no, I love you, Maya. Oh look the line is moving up!"

She pushed me forward and we moved closer to the guys where they were standing in front of a group of crying girls.

I rolled my eyes. "Who cries when they meet a boy band?" I turned to look at Reyna. "Please tell me you won't cry." She slapped my arm. "Ow!"

"I'm not gonna cry, dumbass."

"You hit hard."

Reyna smirked at me. "I learn from the best."

I glared at her. "Touché."

We finally made it up to the guys and wow did James look good. I'll never say it to Reyna, because she'll just make fun of me, but I LOVE his new haircut. And his face is flawless.

But I never said that, ok?

"Well hello, gorgeous." James smiled and reached his arms out for a hug. I smiled back at him and returned the hug. I looked over and saw Reyna totally wrapped up in Kendall.

Of course.

"I think my sister's a bit preoccupied with your best friend," I told James. "Would you mind signing this for her?" I handed him our copy of 24/seven.

James smiled at me. "Sure."

He signed it and passed it to Kendall, who raised his eyebrows when he saw James' signature. James merely shrugged...huh. Interesting.

I looked behind me and realized that Reyna was right- we were the last ones in line. Oh well. We got to spend more time with the guys than any other girls.

Good for us.

A stage manager poked his head into the room and told the boys it was time to get out there. Reyna gave the each one of the boys one more hug. I noticed she held on to Kendall just a little longer than James, Carlos, or Logan. Oh Reyna.

I gave each of them a hug as well, but saved James for last. I'm not ashamed to say that his muscles feel a-maz-ing. When I let go, James leaned down and kissed my cheek. "Where are you sitting?"

"Oh um..." I pulled our tickets out of my purse. "Row 2, seats 16 and 17. Why?"

"No reason," he said with a wink. "I never even caught your name."

"Maya," I told him with a smile.

"Maya. That's beautiful."

"Thank you."

"James c'mon!" Carlos called his from the stage door.

"See you later, Maya." He waved as he stepped out of the room.

I touched my cheek where he had kissed it. Wow.

Reyna elbowed me. "I saw that, you know. Gettin' in with Maslow!"

"Stop it!" I hissed. "I'm just another one of his fans. He won't know what my name is by the end of the night."

Reyna smirked at me. "Yeah, we'll see about that."