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"Riley Sparks!" Camille yelled across the lobby of The Palmwoods towards her best friend and ran across the room.
"Camille Roberts!" Riley yelled in return, running to meet Camille halfway. They embraced themselves in a huge hug and started to squeal and jump around. "I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too! What are you doing at The Palmwoods?" Camille pulled back from the embrace.
"I'm going to be living here!" She laughed loudly as Camille screamed from the news.
"Are you serious? This is fantastic! I can't believe it!" Camille started jumping around again and Riley couldn't help but join in with her. "When did you get in to L.A.? Logan's already text me about meeting you."
"Like two days ago. My mom was getting on my nerves so I just packed up everything and checked in to a hotel. I've actually been at Roque Records all day signing papers and stuff. I briefly had a run in with Logan's band thing earlier. Kelly's setting me up here right now." Riley remembered that Kelly was still at the front desk with the manager. "Have you met her yet?"
"Oh, yeah! Sometimes I make surprise trips to the studio." Camille smiled at the thought of her visits.
"That's so cute! Now you can make surprise visits to see me!" Riley joked, walking with Camille back over to Kelly at the front desk.
"Look, Mr. Bitters, we had this conversation last week and yesterday. You said you had an open apartment and that you were going to hold it for us. We've already upped the price of the apartment per month. Either you take it as it is, or I'm calling Gustavo Roque right now and we will take everyone under the label out of The Palmwoods. Is that understood?" Kelly sent Mr. Bitters a stink eye and Riley and Camille watched on in entertainment.
"I apologize, Ms. Wainwright." Mr. Bitters' eyes went wide at the thought of losing money from BTR. "I'll send someone to get Ms. Sparks' things."
"Thank you," Kelly huffed out, turning to face the two girls. "Riley, someone's going to bring your things up to your apartment. Camille! How are you?" Kelly's face lightened up at seeing the actress in front of her.
"I'm doing great. I'm even better now that I've got my best friend living here. Thanks so much for hiring her!"
"Honestly, we probably would've hired her without any input from you or Logan." Kelly side hugged Camille before her phone started going off. "It's Gustavo. That means that the boys just finished their dance rehearsals. Riley, I hate to just leave you here but you're in good hands with Camille. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow at 8. Enjoy your nights, girls!"
"Thanks, Kelly." Riley turned to Camille with a big grin on her face. "So I guess now we should go visit my apartment. And make sure my things get there carefully."
"3C, not a bad view, Sparks." Camille commented, closing the balcony door. "You can see the pool and the great lights of Los Angeles. I wish I had a Roque Record hook up when I first moved in here."
Riley chuckled, zipping her now empty suitcase up and tossing it under her bed. "It is pretty great, huh?" She sat down on the edge of her red sheets and took in the sight. Her master bedroom was painted with beige walls, which she didn't really find attractive, but she wasn't complaining. The plasma TV on the wall looked brand new, as well as the entertainment system it came with. There was a matching TV in the living room as well. There were two doors to the balcony; one in the living room and one also in the bedroom. It was complete with patio furniture out there as well.
Riley's two favorite rooms though were the kitchen and master bathroom. She always loved to cook and this kitchen had it all. The bathroom though had a Jacuzzi bathtub and a rainfall shower that Riley was very anxious to try out. She was just so happy about all of it.
"So what do you say we finish unpacking all your knick knacks and hit up the pool? We can order a pizza after that and just get this apartment lived in." Camille offered, and Riley was glad to accept. Within an hour they had finished unpacking Riley's things and were seated on two lounge chairs by the pool. It was nearing 7:30 and the sun was beginning to start fading down.
"Alright, I know you're just dying to tell me everything, so go ahead. Tell me about you and Logan." Riley grinned, adjusting the straps on her bikini.
Camille made a squeaky noise before starting, "We've been going back and forth with being off and on, but finally we made it two months with being completely on. I just think this time is gonna be different, ya know? I don't think we're going to be off for a while."
"That's good, Cammy. I'm really happy for you." Riley said sincerely, meaning every bit of it.
"Well what about you? Any luck since Andrew?"
Riley shook her head, "Nope. But I haven't really been trying to date. I'm just burnt out on it. It's only been two months since him, but I'm over it. He was just such a jerk. I've been taking a break from it I guess."
"I hope you're ready to jump back in the saddle though." Camille smirked.
"Why do you say that?" Riley questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"L.A. is just full of guys looking for the chance to be with someone like you; funny, driven, beautiful, smart. Plus I heard from Logan today that the other guys haven't stopped talking about you."
Riley scoffed, "I didn't have a chance to really talk to any of them. I saw them for a total of 4.6 minutes."
"In Big Time Rush world, that means nothing. But what did you think about 'em? Come on, tell me the truth." Camille chuckled, knowing that her best friend had to like at least one of them.
"Well…they were hilarious. One stole a comb from another one and they were fighting. James and Carlos!" Riley snapped her fingers, proud of herself for remembering their names. "They were all really cute, ya know?" Camille nodded in agreement. "And then Logan walked in with that other one…Kendall! That was his name. I don't know, Camille, they were all nice I guess."
"Oh, come on! None of them strike you as dateable yet?"
"I already said I didn't get to really talk to them." Riley laughed at her best friend. "I just got here, too. I need time to adjust."
"You're from San Diego, Riles! The adjustment isn't that hard." Camille rolled her eyes, still laughing.
"I'm just messing with you." Riley stated, grinning. "But really, I think I'm just gonna breeze in to whatever comes this way. I don't want to dive in."
"Well, no one really enjoys the pool if they just paddle in from the shallow end. The cold water slows you down," Camille pointed out, looking at the water. Riley moved her eyes to water as well. "Diving in helps you get used to the water faster."
Riley sat in silence, taking in the words. "That was deep, Cam. Really deep." The girls chuckled a bit.
"But seriously, this is a chance for you to try new things out. Be that person that you were a few years ago. Carefree, loving life, taking risks without caring about the consequence."
"Camille, I was always stoned or drunk when I was that girl."
"I don't mean like that. You can be that person without being stoned or drunk. I just wanna see you happy, ya know?" Camille looked over at Riley.
"I know you do. And I am happy. I'll be even happier when we can get to that pizza." Riley joked, seeing relief in Camille's eyes. Riley knew she was right. Lately, she had turned in to an uptight prude who was stressed all the time. Mainly because of college and her mother being a nuisance. So starting now, Riley was going to be as carefree and humorous as she possibly could, without being high all the time. But probably get drunk just the same.
"I was hoping you were ready for that pizza!" Camille laughed, hopping up out of her chair. "We can get the number from the front desk—"
"Number for what?" Logan appeared behind his girlfriend and gave her hug.
"Hey, baby!" Camille gave him a quick peck on the lips. "We were just about to order a pizza and hang out in Riley's apartment."
"That sounds fun. Did you get everything set up like Kelly wanted?" Logan asked, sliding his arm around Camille's waist.
Riley stood up, "I did, thanks." Kendall, James, and Carlos all towed in and spotted Logan with Camille and Riley.
Camille was about to say something about Riley's apartment when the other three boys decided to join in the conversation. "Hey, guys!" Camille greeted them.
They all said random greetings and then said hey to Riley. She returned the greetings before having an idea. "Camille and I were about to head up to my apartment and order a pizza. Would you guys like to join us?"
"So then Camille decides to take off running towards the locker room because she thinks she's gonna actually see the captain of the football team naked, but he was still on the field." Riley couldn't stop laughing at the story she was telling and neither could the boys. Camille on the other hand just sat there and took it.
"Look, I'm sorry for having a huge crush on the guy. Sue me for wanting to catch a glimpse of his behind!"
"But that's not all! She missed our halftime performance and she was supposed to help me do my flip, so I just had to stand in front of a stadium full of people and just smile like an idiot."
"You never told me you were a cheerleader," Logan stated, nudging Camille's side with a grin plastered on his face. "You still have your uniform?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Camille blushed.
"Come on, Logan. We don't wanna hear that!" James commented, making a disgusted face.
"Oh noo, we burned those like what? Junior year?" Riley laughed at the memory. "It got too much for us. All the strict rules and shit. We were fed up with it. But we can still do our flips! That was always the best part for me. Tumbling and flipping."
Camille grinned and took a sip of her Pepsi, "That was always fun."
"So were you really into gymnastics?" Carlos asked, grabbing the last slice of pizza and shoving it in his mouth.
Riley barely paid attention to his food eating and kept talking, "I took lessons when I was a kid, but I stopped at like 14. I can still do it so I guess I learned enough," she laughed.
"We can all do some basic flips." Kendall stated, trying to make himself seem cool. "James and Logan can probably do more stuff than me and Carlos but-"
"Sperk fur yurshelf!" Carlos still had a mouthful of food in his mouth as he semi-yelled at Kendall.
"But we can all still do stuff." Kendall finished, eyeing Carlos' mouthful and making a disgusted face at him.
"Well that's awesome." Riley said, smiling at Kendall. She looked around her living room at everyone. "I'm enjoying this. This whole, hanging out in my apartment thing. I can't wait to do it again. We should have a party soon!"
Camille got excited at the thought, "Like a 'Welcome to Los Angeles', or a 'Welcome to Your New Home', party!"
"Exactly!" Riley shouted, getting more thrilled about it.
"Can there be booze? Cause the way Gustavo's been stressing lately, I'm pretty sure we all could use it by the end of the week." Logan pointed out, earning a round of agreements from the other three boys.
"Well, I didn't get a fake ID last year for nothing. Let's aim for Friday, alright?" Riley suggested, feeling like a complete badass for knowing she had a fake ID.
"Friday sounds great," Kendall grinned, thinking that Friday was going to be a night of drunken awesome-ness.
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