If there was one word that could describe Haydelynn Ramirez's appearance when she looked in the mirror of the girls' bathroom, she wasn't sure if ridiculous or scary was the one.

Her hair was all over the place, matted together in places, frizzy and tangled in others. Her face was sticky and stained a dull pink color, just like her clothes. It was all over her, and by the first look she knew she wasn't going to get a lot of it off.

Sighing, she looked around, checking under all the stalls to make sure she was alone. She at least wanted to get some kind of order to her hair. So she turned on the faucet of the sink and stuck her head in, thinking to herself how embarrassing it would be if someone walked in.

After soaking her hair, she weaved her fingers through it, trying to do something with it. Drying it off with a couple of paper towels, she decided it would be best if she just put her hair up in a ponytail.

"Haydelynn? Haydelynn, sweetheart, where are you?" she heard her mother's voice calling her.

Sighing and brushing some of the crusted fruit smoothie off of her shirt, she went out to meet her mother.

"Oh! What happened to you?" her mother exclaimed as soon as she took a look at her daughter's frazzled appearance.

"I… uh… kinda spilled my smoothie." She answered, switching her weight to her right foot awkwardly.

Evelynn held back a laugh. "All over yourself?"

"Actually," Haydelynn chuckled. "I had a little help… I bumped into someone, and caused this to happen." She gestured to her messy appearance.

Her mother frowned, but suddenly replaced it with a grin. "Well, why don't you go upstairs and shower? I'll go get the bags in the car."

Haydelynn stared at her mother and cocked her head to the side, confused. "But we don't…" she trailed off when her mother proudly held up a set of keys.

"I got the job!" Evelynn squealed, sounding more like a teenage girl than her own daughter did.

"Yay…" Haydelynn tried sounding excited, but a part of her couldn't help but be disappointed. She knew that her mother would have found some way to stay in California, but a part of her was hoping that if her mother failed at finding something in Los Angeles, they would somehow make their way back to Miami.

This sealed the deal.

Evelynn noticed the small disappointment in her daughter's eyes and sighed, throwing an arm around her. "Listen, I know this is different, but we're gonna be okay, alright? Now go and wash off. The best part of these apartments is that we get them fully furnished!"

Haydelynn chuckled once and took the keys from her mom, making her way to the elevators.

"Mr. Bitters!" four voices yelled at the same time, causing the fat man to jump and drop his glasses.

"What!" he snapped bitterly, hence the name.

"There's a new girl," James announced, a smile on his face. "Right?"

"Carlos attacked her earlier." Logan added.

"Hey!" the Latino defended himself. "I did not attack her! I bumped into her."

"Whatever, anyway, we wanna meet her." Kendall finished.

Mr. Bitters raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because…" Kendall struggled to come back with a good answer.

"We know how hard it is moving to a new place, and… we wanna welcome her!" Logan helped him out.

"Nice," James muttered.

"Thanks."

The two boy's bumped fists and all four of them broke out into a wide, innocent smile.

"Who was this girl you terrorized?" Mr. Bitters asked, looking at the Latino.

"It was an accident!" he yelled, aggravated. "And her name was… it was…" he paused, scratching the back of his neck. "Come on, I know this…"

"You forgot her name!" the three boys shouted at him.

"You guys know I don't work good under pressure!" he yelled back. "It was a weird name, something I never heard before… Hayden! No… Something with Lynn at the end..." he gasped.

"Haydelynn!"

"Haydelynn?" his friends repeated.

Carlos nodded furiously.

"Oh yes." Mr. Bitters remembered.

The boys leaned in for more information.

"Well, haven't you heard of guest and manager confidentiality?" he snapped dryly, and the four boys leaned back with disappointed sighs. Mr. Bitters laughed maniacally and walked away, holding a bowl of popcorn.

Carlos smacked the top of the desk, while the other three guys sighed in disappointment.

"How are we supposed to find her now?" James asked.

Carlos glanced towards the elevators when they dinged, making an automatic double take.

Haydelynn walked through the doors, fresh and clean, a slight pout on her face. Her hair was damp and dark, hanging gracefully over her shoulders. Her big green eyes were bright and hypnotizing. In her hands lay an open black book, which she seemed to be reading as she walked.

Carlos never really noticed how pretty she was…

He smiled.

"There she is," he nudged whoever was closest to him, who happened to be Logan at the time.

The three boys turned around and looked for the mystery girl, immediately catching sight of the pretty brunette exiting the elevators. Their eyes all widened, sighs escaping all of their lips.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Carlos let the comment slip, sighing.

The other members of Big Time Rush nodded.

"Yeah," James agreed. A smile lit up his face. "And guess what?"

"What?"

"I call dibs!"

Carlos' face fell and he froze, his eyes not leaving the new girl as the pretty boy approached her, fixing his already perfect hair with a flirty smile on his face.

She seemed completely into the book in her hands as she walked forward, not paying attention to where she was going. James stepped in front of her, giving his hair one last flip.

"Why, hello there." He greeted.

She inhaled sharply when she almost collided with him. Running into two people in one day: not good.

Her gaze broke from her book, and she looked up at James, a slightly annoyed look on her face. "Hi," was her simple answer before she looked right back down at it.

Kendall and Logan shared a snicker.

"He doesn't stand a chance," Kendall laughed.

"She's way too into that book to pay attention." Logan agreed.

Carlos only watched, jealousy radiating off of him in a way that he couldn't even describe. Of course, James was going to find her interesting. And of course, she was going to like him. All girls liked James. He was James.

But the fact that she was slightly distracted pulled at Carlos' lips. She had paid more attention to him when he spilled smoothie all over her, and he was only Carlos.

James' smile faltered, and he struggled to hold her attention. "I'm James," he held out his hand. "I'm in a band?"

Sighing, she shut her book and tucked it under her arm, looking up at him once again and offering a small, polite smile. She shook his hand once, not in the same mood she was in when she met Carlos. "Congratulations," she muttered.

James tried to ignore the dry sarcasm and his smile became tighter. "Ever heard of Big Time Rush?" he asked her.

She thought for a minute before shaking her head apologetically. "Sorry, no."

James nodded. "It's okay, you will soon enough."

Her eyebrows rose. "Oh really?"

Carlos clenched his fists. He really wanted to be a good friend, but he had met the girl first, and she had gotten along so much better with him.

But yet, she didn't flirt with him like she was doing with James.

He regretted not thinking of calling dibs earlier.

She stared at the boy in front of her. Tall, long brown hair, nice build, and dark hazel eyes. She had to admit, he was pretty attractive, definitely pop star material.

But she could tell that he was also shallow, self worshiping, and only cared about appearances.

She was the kind of person that could tell those kinds of things. One look at you and she had already half of your personality down. A small conversation and she knew you entirely. She lived on expectations, and not once could anyone ever make her say "wow, that was unexpected" by something they did. She was just one of those people who could easily read you, no matter how much you tried to act differently around her.

So one look at this "James" and she knew three things…

One: he had the looks and talent of a pop star.

Two: he was a major flirt.

And Three: he was trying to impress her while trying to impress his friends, who she assumed were the two guys chuckling to themselves by Mr. Bitters' desk.

He wasn't her type. Hell, she didn't even know what her type was, but she knew she didn't really take a liking to guys like him. Self absorbed and egotistical. She didn't even know she was approachable by someone as beautiful as him, but he was standing before her, giving it a shot, and she felt bad if she just ignored him. So she played along with his little game.

First, he tried impressing her with saying in a band, which she expected. They were at the Palm Woods after all, weren't they?

But sadly, she had never heard of Big Time Rush before, and it made her feel bad.

"We're working with Gustavo Rocque…" he informed her, smiling with perfect white teeth. "You know him, right?"

She chuckled. "Girl to My Heart?" she laughed. "My dad…." She trailed off, her smile falling.

James noticed this and pursed his lips.

She cleared her throat. "Yeah, I know him."

"Yeah, well, we're… kinda the next 'big thing'." He told her, laughing.

She rolled her eyes playfully and nodded. "I'm sure you are."

There was a moment of silence, and her fingers slowly etched towards the book under her arm.

"Uh, what was your name?" he asked, his eyebrows coming together in apologetic confusion.

She gave a smile, and from across the room, Carlos noticed it was only half-genuine. "Haydelynn,"

"And what are you doing here, Miss Haydelynn?" he said he odd name with ease.

She reached up and ran a hand through her hair, which made the four members of Big Time Rush sigh. "Um, actually, my mom's the new assistant manager…" she found it embarrassing how she was surrounded by models and singers and actors and she was only the normal daughter of the normal new assistant manager.

James raised his eyebrows. Honestly, he expected her to be a singer or model… "Oh… cool."

Haydelynn nodded awkwardly, her eyes darting around the room as she switched her weight from one foot to another, waiting for him o start another conversation. She actually really wanted to get to her book, but she hated ending conversations herself and preferred when someone else did it.

That's when she caught sight of a familiar face.

When she recognized the tan face standing off to one side, the black helmet ever present on his head, now clean and shiny, she couldn't help the smile that spread on her face. James perked up, thinking the smile was for him, but then he followed her gaze and frowned.

"Carlos?" she called.

His head snapped up at the mention of his name, and his eyes widened when he realized it was her calling him. She waved softly and beckoned him over.

Kendall and Logan chuckled as Carlos hesitantly made his way over to the two flirting teens.

"Hey," he greeted her, a small smile on his face. "You cleaned up good."

She giggled. "So did you."

James stood awkwardly between the two. No! He had called dibs, so that meant that he was going to get Haydelynn.

"I see you met James," Carlos said, pulling James into the conversation.

She grinned at James, who's heart fluttered as he smiled back. "Yep… are you in the band too?"

Carlos nodded.

"Us too!" Kendall and Logan popped out of nowhere, and James inwardly groaned at the rude interruption.

Kendall held his hand out, and Haydelynn smiled brightly. "I'm Kendall."

"And I'm Logan," Logan held his had out as well, throwing her the famous crooked smile that he knew drove Camille crazy, so he only hoped it worked on her.

Haydelynn laughed and shook both of their hands, having to cross her arms as she did so. "Haydelynn…"

"Well Haydelynn," James concluded, clapping his hands suddenly. This conversation had gone nowhere, and he planned to end it so he could start fresh later… after he showered and fixed his hair up once more. "We just wanted to give you an official welcome to the Palm Woods and hope everything works out fine for you… See ya around!"

Haydelynn's face fell as James pushed his friends away and over to the pool. That was random… but not unexpected.

Shrugging, she sat back down on the couch and immersed herself back into her book.

I know it wasn't much, but I just needed Haydelynn to meet the guys..

I wanna thank my twin, Half-BreedLover418, for giving me the idea and making me make my original plot a hundred times better than it was before! I Love ya Twinny!

Please review…. Next chapter will be up soon!