How Does Love Happen?
CHARACTERS:
Christa and Melissa- BTRfanMegan
Maribelle- RunBabyRun8321
Abigail- Abby1234
Allie- APlovesKendall55
Yara- xDanniBTR
Ashley- CoolDolphin42
~Christa's POV~
The elevator doors opened and we ran out. "ASHLEY! YARA! WE'RE READY!" We yelled, running through the lobby like extremely crazy people.
"HEY!" A chubby guy yelled. "Quiet down, I'm trying to watch a soap opera here." He walked back into his office and he slammed his door.
Ashley and Yara walked up then and laughed. "You already made Mr. Bitters hate you." They said, at the same time.
"Well… I hate him back then." Maribelle said, simply.
"So what do you want to show us first?" Abby asked.
"Well, how about you meet some residents?" Yara asked.
"Sure!" We all said.
They led us out to the pool area and it looked even better close up. Ashley pointed to a guy who reminded me of a hippie and some girls around him. "That's Guitar Dude and his groupies."
"What's up, what's up, what's up?" Guitar dude sang.
"Hey, Guitar Dude!" Yara said and Ashley waved.
We continued on towards a girl who was dressed in a costume and was saying her lines dramatically. "That's Camille." Yara said.
"I'd stay away when she's acting." Ashley added.
A girl and boy about the ages of 10 came up to us. "Hey," The girl said. "My names Katie."
"I'm Tyler." The red-headed boy said.
"Tyler acts because his mom makes him." Ashley informed us.
"Oh, I saw you in that juice box commercial!" Allie exclaimed.
Three girls walking in slow motion (what the heck?) stopped in front of us.
"Who are you?" The blonde haired one asked.
"I'm Christa." I said. "That's Allie, Abby, and Maribelle." I pointed.
"That's Jennifer, Jennifer, and Jennifer." Yara said, pointing to each one.
"All three of their names are Jennifer?" Maribelle exclaimed.
"Yeah," The curly haired, black Jennifer said.
The brown haired Jennifer was looking Abby over. "Hey, she's pretty. Can she sing?"
"Um… yeah, I can sing." Abby said, nervously.
The blonde haired Jennifer smiled. "Good, come with us." And they took her to a table near the pool.
"What was that about?" I asked.
"Who knows…" Ashley trailed off. "They're completely random."
We walked back inside and we sat down. I was looking around and I found a vending machine.
"FRUIT SMACKERS!" I creamed running towards the machine. Allie grimaced and Maribelle started to laugh.
While I was screaming, another joined mine. It was male and it was screaming the same thing. "FRUIT SMACKERS!" Before I made it to the machine, I collided with the male voice.
"Oh, sorry." We both said, looking into each other's eyes.
~Abby's POV~
I had no idea why the Jennifer's brought me over with them.
"Um… can you tell me why I'm here?" I asked, confused.
"You're here for your talent right?" The blonde Jennifer asked.
"Um… yeah, I sing." I answered, still confused.
"Well, then we're going to make you look like a singer." The brown haired Jennifer said, pulling out a make-up bag and handed me a mirror.
"I don't wear much make-up." I told them. I wasn't sure if I could trust them. I looked into the mirror. "Ugh… but my hair is messed up!" Did I just say that out loud?
"Well, you can use my lucky comb if you want." A comb was stuck in front of my face. I looked up and it was a very, very hot guy with longer brown hair.
"Uh… t-thanks." I stuttered. "I'm Abby Jones."
"You're welcome, Abby. I'm James Diamond. I'm from a band."
I started to brush my hair but stopped when I heard him say that. "Are you from Big Time Rush?"
"Yep, you've heard of us?"
"YES!" I screeched. "Oops, sorry." I blushed. "My sisters say I obsess too much."
"No, it's fine. Can I meet your sisters?"
~Christa's POV~
I blushed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you." He was a really cute boy. He had dark hair and tan skin.
"It's fine. That's why I wear this helmet." He said, hitting his helmet.
I laughed. "That's nice. So I'm guessing you like Fruit Smackers?"
"Yep, they're my favorite snack but Mr. Bitters keeps jacking the price up."
"Oh, really?" I frowned. "He doesn't seem nice."
"Don't worry I got the password for the machine. Now what's your name? I'm Carlos Garcia." He held out his hand.
"My name's Christa-Lee Jones. I hate the Lee part though, I have such a long name…" I glowered.
"It can't be that bad." He said, pushing the buttons on the vending machine.
I looked at him. "Christa-Lee Mariah Jones." I stated.
"Whoa, that is long." He handed me the fruit smackers and smiled.
"Aw, thanks but you didn't need to. I don't want you to waster your money."
"Nah, it's fine. I can make the price 1 cent. Now floor what do you live on?" He asked, grabbing my hand.
I looked over at Maribelle, who was reading a magazine on the couch. "MARIBELLE! WHAT FLOOR DO WE LIVE ON?" Everyone was looking at me annoyed. Maribell rolled her eyes and yelled back.
"5J! YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT. WE WERE JUST THERE!"
"5J," I said, grinning.
"No way! That's the floor the guys and I are on too!" Three other boys and Abby walked in.
Ashley motioned them over and Yara motioned me and Carlos over.
