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Chapter 2

Hollywood

When a kid here's the words 'you're going to Hollywood' they would usually be super excited. Well, Jayden's not your 'usual' kid. She didn't want to go, nor did she plan on going. But, her parents, being the opportunists that they were, refused to let her pass up her 'dream'. What they knew about her dream was beyond Jayden's understanding, because being famous was not on her 'to-do' list.

Like any other angst filled teenager that had an open, friendly relationship with their parents, Jayden expressed this matter as calmly and respectfully as she could.

"No! I am not going, and you can't make me!" she screeched, running up the stairs after Griffin had left and slamming the door shut behind her.

"Don't you slam the door, young lady!" Natasha yelled after her daughter. "And we are going, and we will make you!"

"You guys are ruining my life!" Jayden yelled, slamming her head into a pillow repeatedly.

"By doing what? Giving you the opportunity at fame? Ha! You are probably the only person on the planet that would refer to that as 'ruining your life'!"

"Well, you know what!"

"What!"

"It's not fame that's the problem! It's moving!" There wasn't a word that could be heard from downstairs, so Jayden assumed that her mother had gotten bored from the conversation and left to take an aspirin or watch the Titanic or something.

Despite the spat between mother and child, Jayden was still shipped off to Hollywood. Her father would be staying behind while he convinced the board to open up an office in LA. Until then, it would only be Jayden and Natasha.

The Palm Woods. It was, for lack of a better word, boring. The biggest attraction was probably the pool, but that was it. Palm Woods Park was okay, but nothing really happened there. The good news? The lack of spontaneity of the hotel was quickly made up by its occupants. This was learned soon after Jayden had put her belongings in her new apartment, 2K.

"Beep! Beep! Comin' through!" She moved away just in time as a 12 year old brunette rode right passed on a golf car.

"Hey! Catch that kid!" Mr. Bitters, the manager, yelled, running after her. He bumped into her as his large frame passed by.

Now, Jayden wasn't necessarily a clumsy girl, but, when you're standing on the edge of the pool, you tend to fall in when getting pushed. So, with a surprised yelp, she found herself toppling into the pool, getting drenched from head to toe.

"Katie!"

"Katie, keep going!"

"Run, Katie! Run!"

"Hey, are you alright?"

Looking up, Jayden found herself staring into the kind brown eyes of a latino boy. He had his hand outstretched, ready to help her out of the water. She grabbed his hand, and climbed out with his help.

"No blood, no foul," she smiled. "I'm Jayden, by the way. And you are…?"

"Carlos. It's nice to meet you, new girl," he grinned. "Oh, and, sorry 'bout that. We kinda made a bet with Katie that she couldn't ride through the Palm Woods on a golf car for ten minutes without getting caught by Bitters."

"Is she winning?"

"So far? Yeah."

"Hey, Carlos! Who's the new girl?" A tall guy with brown hair and green-grey eyes. He had on an arrogant smirk that Jayden usually associated with players.

"James, this is Jayden. Jayden, this is James."

"Pleasure," she mumbled and looked down at her phone. The screen read: 3 missed calls. 3 voicemails. 45 new text messages. A small smile flitted across her face as she noticed that they were from Leah. All of the messages consisted of the same things. 'Are you there yet?' 'Call me when you can?' 'How's LA?'

"—So, yeah. We're in a band." Jayden's head snapped up when she realized that James was still talking. Her cheeks tinged a light pink, and she bit her lip.

"Is that supposed to impress me?" she asked, running a hand through her brown locks.

"Well, yeah. We're Big Time Rush," he said in a 'duh' tone. Two other guys had joined the group, standing next to him.

"Hi, I'm Kendall," a blonde slightly less taller blond guy with dark eyebrows spoke. He looked a bit depressed, but forced a smile nonetheless.

"Logan," a dark haired boy with light brown eyes nodded. "And, please excuse James. He has it in his head that every girl knows and loves us."

Jayden let out a laugh before shaking her head in mock disappointment. "Oh, I know who you are. I just don't really care much."

"Rude," James mumbled under his breath, too low for her to hear.

At that moment, the same girl that was on the golf car earlier appeared next to Jayden, making her jump in fright. "I'm Katie, Kendall's sister."

"Nice to meet you, Katie. Did Bitters catch you?"

"Nah, but I did agree to give him a ride back to his office if he let me off the hook," Katie shrugged.

"Sweet."

"Somebody call 9-1-1! Shawty fire burning—"

"Hello?" Jayden asked, answering her phone as it started to blare out 'Fire Burning' by Sean Kingston.

"Jade! You'll never guess what!" Leah's voice yelled out over the earpiece.

"Hold on a sec." Jayden moved the phone away from her mouth and addressed the group. "I'll see ya later. Nice meeting you."

"Bye," they chorused as she walked into the lobby.

"You were saying?"

"!" Leah screeched.

"Wha-? Huh?"

"I. Am. Going. To. Hollywood!" She enunciated.

"No way! Really?"

"Yes way! Yes really! I'll be there in two weeks!"

"I can't wait! I have to go and tell my mom! I'll call you later!"

"Kay!"

Jayden sighed as she hung up the phone and bounded up the stairs to her apartment. The whole way she was screaming "Mom! Mommy! Mama!" over and over again.

Maybe Hollywood wouldn't be that bad.

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