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The guest just kept coming. It was super awesome to see all these people here for a party held by my cousin! Chrissie was amazing. She was a bad ass actress. Rob had a huge crush on her by the end of the afternoon.

"Lil, does she have a boyfriend?" he asked me, waggling his eyebrows.

"Nope. But she's in her twenties, sorry Robby."

"Aw man!" he looked crestfallen and I laughed as Annabel was swept up in a conversation with her prince charming. Okay, he wasn't exactly hers, but hey, he was hers for tonight.

When he'd shown up, Shelby bounced in place and I screamed. He was hotter than I'd ever seen him. I will totally tell Annie every single detail tonight. He was tall, blond, of course and he was smiling. Did I mention his blue eyes? No? Well yeah, they were… just wow! And do not even get me started on his muscles. If I were into him, I'd totally want to just squeeze his biceps all day. So, he was wearing this tight fitting shirt, which defined his muscles further. Mmm, yes, he was definitely a football player in high school. Hey, Annie, good pick for your choice of celebrity crush.

If she could have seen him, she would have dropped dead. He stopped to talk to Taylor who had showed up minutes before and another guy before Kristen and my cousin stopped him. They talked for a few minutes and then he was walking toward us with Chrissie looking like she'd just won something huge.

I swear, when I saw him hug her and her huge smile light up her face, I heard a choir of angels singing. And I mean the complete five sections. Sopranos, Metzo Sopranos, Altos, tenors, and Basses. They were all angelically singing the Messiah. Yeah that part, the Hallelujah! part. So, anyway, he approached her said hi, and she said hi back. He was all like, "Do you know who I am?" And he had that gorgeous smile on his face that again, I would describe to her tonight.

She pursed her lips in concentration, and then said, "No."

And then he laughed and quoted a line from one of his movies, and that's when she smiled, laughed, and even cried as she said,

"Oh my gosh. You're Kellan Lutz."

And now, here we are, two hours later. I had met Taylor and he was now here next to me. Shelby was stalking that Peter guy on Twitter. Meh, not interesting.

"So, where are you from?" I turned and faced the gorgeous man in front of me. "Um, a place about an hour from here. Hesperia. It's next to Victorville. You know, the pitstop to Vegas?"

He chuckled. "That's what you all call it?"

"Yep. A lot of us don't like living there, but the schools are great. Especially the one we go to."

"What school is that?"

"Sultana High School. We're the class of fourteen. Best class, if I may add."

"Home of the Sultans?" he grinned and I laughed. "How did you know?"

"Sultana Sultans. I think I've seen that around somewhere. Anyway you're all in the same grade?" he looked genuinely curious to know. I snuck a glance at Annie and they seemed to be having a great time.

"Yep. We've been the famous five since grade nine."

"Awesome."

Shelby stared at her phone and she kept looking toward our friend who honestly didn't seem to be in danger of anything. After a while we joined them at the table and it was so much fun! Chrissie was there, picking fun of everyone.

"So, all of you are about to be seniors. Well, you are seniors, so what are your plans after high school?" Chrissie asked.

"Modeling!" I exclaimed.

"Something with voice acting, singing, I don't know." Annabel replied pushing her phone toward Shel who scrolled, did something and handed it back.

"I think I'm going to stick to mechanical engineering." Rob replied.

"I'm gonna be this girl's bodyguard if she makes it big." Ethan said patting Anna's shoulder.

"That sounds better than mechanics, I'll be driver." Rob said.

"No, now that you're in, I'll be driver, you be bodyguard."

Shel laughed. "I'm going to so be her stylist. Do not try and talk me out of it. It's thanks to me that you girls have nice clothes."

"Uh huh. Yes Shel, you're a lifesaver. Remember that God awful dress the choir teacher made us wear last year?"

"Oh shit, yeah." Shel said. "You're lucky I was there to modify it."

"Your choir teacher made you wear dresses?" Katy asked.

"Oh yeah. We all looked like we were all headed to a funeral." Annabel said, making a face.

"She didn't like choir at all. And she made no secret about it.

She was the only one who had stayed in. I'd booked in sophomore year.

She was about to complete her fourth year, and I was immensely proud of her.

"So, how did you fix the dresses?" my cousin asked.

"Jesus Christ above, I don't even remember. I do remember modifying the neckline, and hemming the bottom. Some girls couldn't where the V-lines without their cleavage popping out. No offense to you Anna."

Annabel laughed. "Oh come on, you know you didn't offend me. Tell that story around my big sister though and you know what she'll say."

"Cow tits!" Ethan exclaimed before realizing there were a good handful of celebrities here who didn't know that inside joke.

I saw the guys look taken aback at Ethan's outburst, but Rob just laughed and smiled. "Ethan has a mild case of turrets, don't mind him." Annabel explained, her cheeks a light pink.

That made everyone laugh and we moved on to another topic of conversation.

The party lasted till one in the morning. Annie and Shel were half asleep as we went upstairs for bed. My cousin was downstairs, thanking the guests.

As soon as we were in our pajamas, and all gathered in the huge room we girls shared, Shel exploded.

"So, how was it talking to Kellan? Was it everything you expected? Was he nice? What the hell did you talk about? Didn't I tell you he was hot?"

"It was nice. We talked about all sorts of stuff, and I know he is, duh! But it's not just because of his hotness, Shel." Anna replied fluffing her long dark hair across her pillow.

Shel grinned. "I know, but still. He is hot."

"Let me tell you." I began as I settled into my bed, "He is absolutely hot! Like if you could see, you would totally just melt into a huge puddle of goo!"

"I'm sure I would." she said chuckling. "But for any blind person who has common sense knows that it's all about the personality, not the looks. For us, good looks are a bonus."

"Okay, now I want to be like you. I sound like I'm just a chick looking for man candy, and not a man with a great personality." Shel said.

"You could overlook the looks, guys. It's easy. I do it all the time." Annabel smirked and we erupted into giggles.

It was just amazing having her as a friend. She totally took her blindness in stride, and poked fun of herself constantly. She wasn't ever depressed by it. She always smiled, and kept pushing forward.

The next morning after breakfast, Chrissie took us all down to the beach. We had a huge picnic basket with us, and a huge speaker for her iPod that had the biggest selection of music I'd ever seen! Anna picked the first song, and when it came on, we all started singing and dancing like idiots all around. This was technically private property, but paparazzi loved sneaking around to get pics of celebs. But my cousin didn't mind. She hadn't had a long period of time to just relax in a long while.

"If they take pics of us, we all go down ladies. Not just me. And speaking of going down." she pulled something out of her bag and handed it to me. "This is your personal key into the house. And." she pulled out a few cards. "Your ID's to get into the property through the gate. You know, in case one of you wants to get something or whatever, my guys know who you are. I'll keep them for you until we return home. We don't want to lose them here."

"This is so cool." Rob exclaimed.

"I look sexy in my picture I must admit." Ethan said beaming over at my cousin.

We stayed at the beach for a while. We got pretty tanned for only being there for a few hours. When we got home, a guy who must have been one of Chrissie's friends was waiting by the door with a huge grin.

"Well look who finally showed up! Hi there. I'm Nate." Shel grinned and we knew she was done in and she pretty much through poor unsuspecting Peter under the bus. This guy was Australian, tall, blond and green eyed. It was safe to say farewell to her Italian obsession, and hello to the hot Aussie.

"Guys, this is my DJ and music producer friend Nate Vincent. I've known him for about three years, ever since he moved here from Sidney."

We all greeted him, Ethan slapping him on the back as Nate just said hello to everyone with a huge friendly smile. He was definitely going to be an awesome person to be around.

"So what brings you all down to LA? Did Chrstie mention the hot guys and chicks?"

"Oh absolutely. She left you out though." Shel said smiling flirtatiously at him.

"Fair enough. How unfortunate. How could you Chris? I thought we were friends."

"Oh shut up you. It's payback for not letting me converse with Calvin Harris."

"You know he doesn't really talk to chicks unless he's really keen about them."

"So you say. Now come on, let's go inside."

"Wait a minute, who's Calvin Harris?" Shel asked. I braced myself for the inevitable storm of which was Chrstie flipping out over people not knowing who her celebrity crush was.

She stared poor Shelby down and then she let her have it.

I think we were out there for about twenty minutes as she ran down everything this man had accomplished. Nate was guffawing by the end of it. He was bent over, his hands on his knees as his entire frame shook with laughter. I had to say, he was adorable.

"And I thought I was bad." Annabel muttered. That caused the rest of us to laugh before we finally went inside.

"Okay, so Nate, prepare yourself." It was later that night and we were all in the backyard playing KFM. We'd all been given some pretty whacky options, and now Annabel was going to get him back for giving her Kellan, Rob, and Harry Styles. She had to kill Rob because in her words,

"Rob just doesn't do it for me."

"Okay, Katie perry, Ellie Goulding, or Sia?" Nate's jaw dropped and he looked like he was having some sort of fight in his head as he shook his head. He didn't answer for about half a minute as he tried to make the best decision possible.

"For fuck's sake!" he exclaimed. "Do you know how hard this is going to be for me?"

"I know how hard you're going to be. So how about you do us all a favor and answer the question so you can go jack off to her afterwords?" Annabel was grinning as Chrstie erupted into laughter.

"Oh shit, she got you!" she exclaimed between laughs.

"Shit. Okay. So I'd have to kill Sia, fuck Katie and marry Ellie. She's fucking hot and she's English. I'd bang her any day."

"How long will she love you? As long as stars are above you." Annabel sang and we all laughed.

"Fuck you! She has not once called me. She's not keen on producers. I think she likes british guys better. Like Ed Sheeran."

"Oh, Ed, yes. How could we forget that hunk of a an?" Christie said dreamily.

"He is hot. I mean have you ever seen a man as adorable as he is?"

"Nope." Annabel answered and we all agreed.

It was around midnight when the game went from Kill Fuck Marry, to truth or dare. Nate was still here, happy to be surrounded by everyone.

"Okay truth or dare Nate?" Annabel had a grin on her face as she asked the question and I could only imagine she had something planned if he said dare.

"Dare." he said.

"Okay, I dare you to ask for Ellie Goulding's number. Find someone who has it. After that, call her, and ask her out to dinner. You can't back out."

He didn't say a word as he pulled out his phone and made a call.

A few minutes later, he had the number written down on a piece of paper in front of him. He looked a little nervous as he dialed it. Anna was giggling quietly as he took three deep breaths and hit the "call" button.

As he spoke to who I assumed was Ellie, judging by the way he blushed and looked nervous, Christie was recording him. When he was done, he pumped his fist in the air and jumped up.

"Fuck yes. I have a date with her. yes, yes, yes! Who said I was a chicken? Who? I just fucking owned you!"

"Now if you could get me Mr. Harris's number, I'll be happy." Christie said punching his arm before hugging him.

"I will Chrissie, I swear."

A/N: So, I'm back after a long time. I'm sorry. A lot of shit's been going on and I finally got time. I have two more chapters written so yay for that. Also, I realized I made a huge typo up on chapter 1. I said after chapter 5 is when things would happen, but it's 4. So I apologize. I'd love to know what y'all think and give me ideas. I wanna see what you want to see in this story. And hey, you can actually go and follow the Annabel from this story on Twitter, or Instagram.

Twitter is annabel_vazquez

Instagram is: annabel_1296 !

Thanks for reading and see you in 7 days!

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