"You've got to be kidding me!" Jackie almost yelled. "I'm not going, no way."

"What? You don't want to see your only brother?" James replied, sounding hurt.

"No," she replied simply, running a hand through her hair. She knew she should've just ignored the damn thing.

"Well, too bad, little sister. Mom and Tony don't want you to stay inside all summer like you did for the past two summers, so you're coming to LA with me and the guys."

"Yay," she said sarcastically, looking at the calendar she had over her bed. She had a week to prepare herself to move from one hellhole to another.

"So start packing, because you're leaving in a week," her older brother told her.

"LOGAN, GIVE ME BACK MY HELMET!" a voice, most likely Carlos's, yelled on the other side of the phone.

"James, help me get them to stop fighting," Kendall's voice said.

"Sorry, I have to go, Jackie. See you soon," James said, hanging up on her.

She sighed, stood up, and pulled a suitcase from her closet. There wasn't going to be an option to stay in Minnesota, so she might as well just pack her bag and act like she was excited.

-ONE WEEK LATER-

Jackie looked at her plane ticket. It was first class, a "treat" from her brother. She didn't want the first class ticket, she would've been fine in economy class, but her brother insisted she fly first class. She just gave up and let him buy her a first class ticket.

"FIRST CLASS IS NOW BOARDING."

Jackie sighed, ran a hand through her perfect hair, and stood up, making her way to whatever the thing you went where you gave the attendant the ticket was. She handed the attendant the ticket.

The stewardess looked at her oddly. "Aren't you a little young to fly first class alone?"

"That's what I said," Jackie said, walking into the plane through that walkway thing.

-WITH THE BOYS, HOURS LATER-

"So your sister's coming today?" Kendall asked James, tossing the baseball in the air and catching it.

"Yeah," James replied.

"Is she still hot?" Kendall asked. James snatched the ball from midair. Kendall looked at him. "What the hell?"

"One rule, my sister is off limits," James stated, looking around warningly. "That goes for you two, too," he said, pointing at Logan and Carlos. He handed the ball back to Kendall.

About an hour later, James's cell phone rang.

JJ calling

He answered it. "What's up, Jackie?"

"I'm in the lobby," she said. He could hear the frustration and anger in her voice. "And the goddamn manager won't tell me what room you're in because he thinks I'm some crazed fan."

"I'll be right down with the guys," James stated. "See you soon." He hung up on her and turned to face his friends. "She's down in the lobby. Come on."

The four boys left the apartment. When they got down to the lobby, though, they couldn't see her. The only person talking to the manager was a dark-haired brunette. She turned slightly, facing the boys. Logan immediately recognized her.

Her eyes met Logan's. She was so much prettier than he remembered. It didn't look like she had on any makeup, and her outfit was only a pair of jeans and a red v-neck. Her deep blue eyes, which were nothing like her brother's hazel eyes, pierced into his, taking his breath away. He tore his eyes from her and took a deep breath before pointing at her.

"I think that's her," he said, looking at James. James looked at her and burst into a smile before walking over to her.

She stood completely still as the boys hugged her. She didn't hug back, merely kept her hands at her sides, trying not to make it obvious that she hated them.

Yes, she hated her brother and his friends, though it was on different levels. She hated her perfect brother for obvious reasons. She hated Kendall because he was so damn perfect as well. She hated Carlos because he was so fucking happy all the time and she was jealous of that. And she hated Logan because she was in love with him.

He was the only one who never compared her to her brother. He never said anything rude or mean to her or about her. He understood how she felt. It was him that always knew she wasn't happy. He knew that she felt so useless and so inferior. He was the one who first noticed how depressed she was. He was the one who first confronted her about her emotions. He knew almost everything about her.

And that was why she hated him.

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