I am really sorry for not updating sooner! Blame my exams and assignments and such. But since I only have 1 more to go, I suppose I could do another chapter. And then I'll be free to write more (if I can think of ideas and such.) Suggestions would be nice? And thanks to everyone who's alerted and favourited this story! On with it…

I wasn't expecting pyjama guy to show up. Kelsey thought as she hurriedly stumbled over to Mrs. Benson and, what appeared to be, some other relatives. Oh my god, if he's related to me then I really regret trying to flirt with him in the lobby. She then mentally shrugged. Meh, I wasn't that good, I was talking about leggo. Within seconds, she was standing next to Carly, a smile on her face, trying it hard to avoid eye contact with Spencer.

"Hello dear, how are you?" Mrs. Benson opened her arms and embraced Kelsey in a tight hug. She bluntly accepted, awkwardly trying to shift her balance as she felt a little breathless. "Hm okay, choking; not breathing!" Kelsey held her hand up quickly her chest being smooshed against hers. Mrs. Benson pulled back slowly, as Kelsey inhaled deeply, adjusting her hair. "Sorry dear…"

"Do you know where the gouda is?" Sam interjected, obviously not taking her mind off the cheese. Carly widened her eyes and her, nudging her arm. "Sam…" She whispered.

"Oh don't worry about it. We all have our obsessions." Kelsey nodded her head. "I remember when I was 10, I found this hamster on the sidewalk and I named it Lord Tubbington, and tried to speak in its dialect for a month!" Everyone was silent for a few moments, and she cursed to herself for not shutting up sooner.

"That is crazy and OBVIOUSLY awesome!" Spencer's face lit up, shaking his fists in the air. "I once collected 500 champagne corks, and gave them each individual faces."

"Don't you still do that?" Carly questioned, raising her eyebrow.

"Yeah dude, you gave one to me for my birthday last year…" Freddie chimed in, whilst Spencer's face turned into a light pink. Kelsey just tried to hide a wide grin and nodded her head reassuringly. "Touché." He finally got a proper look at her, seeing the details in her face; like her freckles and her small nose.

Sam was still transfixed on finding her favourite cheese, occasionally looking through Carly's hair.

"There is no gouda in my scalp!" She finally shouted at her. Taking a breath, Sam looked away from the group, disappointed and heart-broken. "I just wanted ma cheese, man."

"Umm, dear, let me introduce you to… these people." Mrs. Benson now broke her silent streak, wanting to get back onto conversation. She pointed clockwise around the group. "This is my son Freddie, and his friends Carly and Sam. And this is Spencer, Carly's sister." There was an awkward pause between that, and what she said next – Mrs. Benson cleared her throat. "So that makes you, dear Fredward, Kelsey's second cousin."

"Fredward?" Kelsey mused to herself. "That's a bit cute."

"Really? I don't see how…" Freddie bluntly said, his tone of voice shifting to a monotone sound. "Wait, I've never met you. How come we're only meeting for the first time?"

"Well, I had a place in Ohio, but it was a little bit boring for me-"

"YES! Finally. Cheese be mine!" Sam yelled out, throwing her hands up in the air, running towards the other end of the apartment. She obviously had spotted the tray of cheese and crackers on the serving table.

Mrs. Benson's eyes looked horrified, as relatives were being knocked about like bowling pins. "Samantha, take your time getting to the food, it's not going to run away!"

"Gosh, I'm sorry, about… well, her." Carly softly apologized, as she fiddled with a strand of her hair. "She gets a bit antsy when she's hungry."

"Hm yeah, even when she's not." Spencer added. "So, Ohio was boring for you?" He was intrigued by Kelsey's story, mainly because he liked to hear her voice, and she didn't talk a lot. That wasn't creepy, right?

"Hmm? Oh yes, right. There wasn't much for me there. I didn't have a job, I had no family living near me, and I was always hanging around with my younger sibling's friends…"

"Tell me about it." Spencer interjected, pointing to Sam and Freddie. Kelsey laughed unintentionally loud, finding the coincidence too amusing. But he just smiled while Carly and Freddie looked a little scared.

"Sorry. Anyway, I moved here with my dad in hopes of planting my career seeds here, in Seattle."

"So what is it you want to do?" Freddie asked casually.

"I'm a performer. Well, really I love to sing. But broadway is the clear choice for me. BAM!" Kelsey spread her hands out into jazz hands, taking a small step forward. "My confidence is clearly here, I just haven't had an opportunity to utilise it yet." She let down her arms and awkwardly put them back in her jean pockets. "So uhm, what do you do Spencer?" Kelsey thought she'd be bold and find out more about pyjama guy.

"Oh, I'm an artist." Her eyes widened, a little impressed, then stood up a bit straighter. "Hm, sounds interesting."

"Not really, he doesn't have an actual job in the industry, just loves making sculptures and things." Carly quickly stated, slyly smiling at Spencer.

He gave her an irritated look, then pinched her arm. "OW?"

"Thanks kiddo. Now go play with some blocks or something." Carly pleadingly looked at Kelsey, not quite sure what to make of their sibling relationship yet.

"Uh, you heard your brother?" She just shrugged as Carly's face looked defeated.

"Correct answer." Spencer poked her tongue out at Carly, and made a scrunched up face. "Aaand, maybe you should help Sam out…"

Screeches were heard from the other side of the apartment, as Sam was fighting off someone else for the last slice of gouda. "You little brat, that's mine!"

It was revealed that her opponent was a younger girl, but just as aggressive with her fetish for cheese. Her dark hair swept across her face constantly, trying to fight Sam off.

"Sam, stop it!" Carly suddenly pleaded. More people were looking now, the small brawl getting more violent by the second.

The little girl, whilst trying to grab the toothpick with both hands, looked up and smiled slightly. "Kelsey, help me! This wacko girl wants my cheese!"

"Your cheese? Kids these days!" Sam retorted back, showing her teeth and proceeding to bite her finger, to release her grip from her wrist.

Spencer, Carly and Freddie looked over to Kelsey, prompting her to talk. "Oh, right. That's my sister." She said embarrassingly. "Yes, the one who is – oh god, pulling Sam's hair. Lu, get off of her!"

Kelsey dodged all the people, and nearly tripped over the couch, getting a few horrified looks from the adults. "No worries, I know what I'm doing!" And then she tripped on the carpet, after the couch.

Sam and Lucy stopped fighting, their grip still loosely on each other's arms. Kelsey stood us rapidly, strands of hair everywhere, and she was swaying side to side. "I-I'm okay." Her vision was clear now, but her pride was a little bruised. "Alright, everyone can go back to… talking and stuff." There was an array of coughs, as everyone went back to mingling. However, there was still a boy staring at Kelsey.

"Drink your punch Brian!" Kelsey snapped at him. He immediately looked away, and she smiled to herself.

Musical interlude.

"Get your freakishly small hands off me!" Sam warned Lucy, widening her eyes at her.

Kelsey sighed and proceeded to break them up, running in between them and separating them, holding onto their heads with each heads. "That's not fair, I'm your sister! Give me my cheese!"

"Stop acting.. like such a… child!" Both of the girls were still struggling to break free, until after what seemed like 10 minutes, they finally gave up, their breathing becoming heavier. Kelsey managed to grab the toothpick with the cheese on it, smiling at herself, feeling like she'd accomplished something big.

"I'm ten, I am a child." Lu stated, sounding direct. "She stole that slice from me!" She pointed at Sam, and she gasped. "That is a horrible accusation and-"

"Sam?" Freddie stopped her.

"Okay, I stole it." Sam crossed her arms and her posture slouched. "But she was just as hostile as me."

"Lu." Kelsey stared at her, placing her hands on her hips and turning slowly towards her sister. "Do you really want that cheese?"

"Of course I do, I'm getting hungry."

She knelt down to her level and looked her in the eyes. "Sweetie, I know you're getting bored and probably want to go home. But if you give her that cheese, that shows that you truly are a lovely person, that you're a bigger person for doing and knowing what is right."

"That means nothing to me…" Lu smiled sweetly. Kelsey rolled her eyes and stood up, throwing her hands up in defeat. "Fine, keep fighting, I don't care." She was walking backwards, further away from the two. "Scratch each other's eyes out, eat each other's livers as a snack!"

WHAM. Kelsey's back smacked into someone, giving her a bit of a fright. Leaping around, she saw who she had bumped into, and who had graciously kept her from falling.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry Uncle Jesse." (AN: Sorry guys, it wasn't Spencer ^^) She fumbled over her words.

"No problem… you should watch where you're going dear."

"Oh, sorry. I was in the midst of a cheese fight." He raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Ugh, don't worry!"

Mrs. Benson ran over to them, looking like her head was going to explode. "Jesse, you're alright aren't you?"

"Mum, it was just a bump-" "Freddie, not now!" She hissed at her son.

"Well, physically, yes." He replied. "Physically? And your emotions?"

"This get together is boring." Jesse stated simply. Freddie and Kelsey winced, to each other; they knew she was not going to like that news.

Then, Lucy strolled up to them and offered him the toothpick of cheese. "Gouda, kind sir?"

Kelsey rolled her eyes and nudged her softly. "Kiddo, not now."

Carly and Spencer, who were overlooking this scene play out, were thinking the same thing. "Hm, you call me kiddo."

"That I do, kiddo." He knew it was happening again, another girl, another cauldron of feelings being stirred up.

"Well, I'm just being lovely like you said I should! Geez Louise." Lucy shook her head in disappointment.

Mrs. Benson was biting her lip, annoyingly tapping her foot against the hard-wood floors. "Why Jesse, huh? Is my party just soooo irritating that you'd be too embarrassed of coming here ever again?" She looked like she was about to cry, her eyes fixated on the ceiling.

"Well, you're not making it any easier to stay here…" Sam said quickly.

"Kelsey… don't you sing?" Jesse's words lit up, smiling at her.

"Yes. Yes, I do. And you named your mole after a brand of yogurt. Your point is?"

"Yoplait the Mole. I like it." Sam whispered to Carly and Spencer, once again high-fiving each other.

"Could you maybe put on a little show… now?"

Kelsey stayed silent for a moment, wondering if what she had heard from her crazy Uncle was in fact reality. She barely sung in front of her dad, let alone to a room full of uninterested people, and cute pyjama guy.

Not knowing what to say, a burst of laughter erupted from her throat, holding onto Lu for support. "Oh god, that- that's a good one." She wiped away an imaginary tear from her cheek then changed persona completely. "I really don't think that's a good idea. I've caused enough embarrassment for myself in one day."

"It um, would kind of help me a bit, dear." Mrs. Benson leant over to my ear and widened her eyes. "If you could, just this once."

Kelsey swallowed heavily, not knowing what to do. Remember what mum always said? When in doubt, just go with your instincts. Woah, mega cheesy.

"Fine. But don't except me to be on key or anything… uh, what song should I sing? HAH. I don't have any music. Darn, what a shame!" She hit the coffee table beside her, maybe a little too hard, and made a sarcastic gloomy face.

"You carry around a CD wherever you go of your favourite songs, don't you?" Lu interjected, smiling fruitfully.

"How did you know that?" A stunned Kelsey questioned, starting to pull out the CD from her jacket pocket.

"Meh, I know lots of pointless stuff about you." "Gee, thanks."

"Like that you have a birthmark near your armpit that looks like a bird's beak."

"Oh my god, stop talking…" Kelsey groaned a little, and turned to Jesse. "FINE. You win."

She took the CD out of the case, put it in the stereo, and skipped to the track she wanted. Everyone was quieting down now, as she walked to the front of where everyone was assembling. "Oh golly."

Spencer then walked over to her and spoke slowly. "You want me to press play when you're ready?"

"I want you to get me out of this room." Kelsey half-joked, giving him a grateful smile. He chuckled lightly, and walked over to the stereo.

She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Then nodded at him to press play.

The song began and strings of guitars were heard.

"Oh my god, I love this song!" Carly squeled. "Pipe down, toots." Sam rolled her eyes.

There's a fire starting in my heart… reaching-

Oh no. Her voice was breaking. And it was croaky. She stopped singing, her mouth a little open, feeling red creep up on her cheeks. The music was still playing, as Spencer didn't want to pause it, to cause more awkward tension.

"Damn." She muttered under her breath. Kelsey turned to Spencer to tell him to stop the music, coughing could be heard from the 'crowd'.

But, he shook is head quickly and mouthed something to her. It was either 'I'll restart it.' or 'I just farted.' She was sure it was the first one, seeing has they had not reached a personal basis yet. So, Kelsey nodded her head to him, and faced them again.

There's a fire starting in my heart… reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark.

She hit the notes perfectly, and with that line done, she fell in love with the presence of singing again. Thank god it was easy for her to relax.

Next thing she knew she was near the big belting note, and she was even walking around a little singing to people.

We could've had it aaaaaaaaaallllll. Rolling in the deeeeeeeepp. You had my heart and soooouuuulll, you had. And you played it, to the beat.

"Dear Lord, she is amazing." Carly said stunned.

"She's got some major pipes – so talented. Freddie, are you sure you're related to her?" Sam wondered aloud.

He narrowed his eyes at her, yet she just shrugged. "Can't turn off Mama Sam there, ol' Fredward."

Meanwhile, beside the stereo, Spencer could not stop smiling. She's seriously got game.

Now she was starting to let loose. As she sung, she sat down next to people, singing to them, trying to convey this is something she loved to do. Something she really wanted to show them. She knew that she was good, she was just really modest about it.

As she sung the final notes, she walked back to the front of the crowd, and then just stood there.

"Oh come on morons, give her applause!" Spencer shrieked suddenly. Just like that, the whole room clapped with smiling faces, and yet Kelsey still blushed. She looked over her shoulder to see Spencer clapping, wooing and smiling at her. She smiled back. Seattle was looking promising.

There it is! The longest chapter I've written of this so far. I wanted to get this up tonight, even though it didn't have a cleaner ending. I hope you enjoyed anyway!

Did you catch the Glee reference? 100 points to whoever tells me first! The points aren't really to win anything, I just like giving out points.

Reviews would be lovely! And hopefully I'll have another chapter up before a new term of school starts!