Chapter 2…

Tessa POV

"I hate planes," I told Calla. She snickered. We were in LA at the airport and then to our Malibu home. Mom wasn't moving in until December because she had business to finish in IL.

"I'm serious. Did you feel that? The pilots turned the plane sideways and let us look at a hole in the ground. Next time I call aisle seat."

"Fine." She said. We followed our dad through throngs of people at the airport. We got our luggage and headed out of the airport. There was a creepy guy in a black suit and sunglasses waiting for us.

"Rob Howard?" he said.

"Yes."

"Right this way," the man said. Cal and I followed suspiciously. I gave a Cal a 'what the heck' look and she returned it. We rounded a corner and there was a limo waiting for us.

"Oh wow," Cal and I said at the same time.

"Pansley Place, sir," Dad told the driver. We loaded bags in the trunk and got inside.

"Awesome!" Calla squealed.

"Fantabulous!" I said in reply.

"Girls, please. We're going to our new home and we'll get settled in for the night. Then we're going out to eat later with the Jonads," Dad said and I rolled my eyes.

"It's Jonas dad," Cal said rolling her eyes.

"Hm…right, sure." Dad said unconvinced. Minutes later we pulled into the driveway of a brick two story picturesque home.

"Check it!" Cal said getting out of the back seat.

"Wow," I managed. To say mansion was an understatement. This place was three times the size of our house in IL. I followed Cal inside and we dropped dead in our tracks.

Calla POV

This house was humungo! There was no way that living in Malibu had downsides, except for leaving behind my friends. While Tess gawked over the game room, I ventured upstairs to claim my room. The master bedroom was for mom and dad so I chose the next biggest one. With an adjoining bathroom and walk-in closet, this was the room for me! I started unpacking when I heard Tess come in the bathroom from the other side. It was a Jack-and-Jill bathroom, how nice. She walked through to my room.

"Yo! We're leaving in two hours for dinner," She said tapping my suitcase with her foot.

"Dinner?"

"Yeah remember dinner with the Jonas'. This is wicked sweet!"

"Don't say that again, alright?"

"I'm getting ready to take a shower so…you can do whatev until," Tess said closing the door behind her. I paused packing and went through my clothes to find something to wear. I picked a plaid red, black, and gray baby doll top that went to my mid thigh and black leggings with my black flats. I walked downstairs to help dad and the movers unload some stuff from the truck. Someone had dropped a rug in the entry way and I didn't notice. Didn't notice, that is, until I slipped on it and fell. I hit my head on the floor and it was black. I woke up sometime later with a throbbing headache. I felt someone press an ice pack to my head and Tess say, "Wow. What a way to meet you guys." What was she talking about?

Then I heard someone say, "Yeah, I don't think this has happened before. Welcome to the neighborhood." Who was that? I wondered. I tried to sit up only to hear dad say,

"Hey kiddo, watch it." I tried to open my eyes only to see three amazingly handsome boys sitting across the room from me on the sofa.

Joe POV

Rob Howard just moved in around the corner and we decided we'd help him move in. We didn't know he had two daughters. One my age and one Nick's age. Oh boy. I saw her walked down the stairs and couldn't help but notice she was very pretty. She had long black hair and green eyes. Yes, I could tell from the driveway. I was watching her and she slipped on a rug in the doorway and she fell.

"Rob!" I said to get his attention. I was currently holding a table so I had to nod towards the doorway.

"Calla!" He screamed. Cute name, I thought. I shook my head as if it would get rid of that thought. Kevin and I put down the table and went to go see. Nick was already there and talking to Calla's younger sister. They looked like they could be twins. Hours later we were still there and Calla wasn't awake.

"Oh man! What if she's in a coma?" her younger sister asked.

"I don't think people go into comas from tripping over rugs." Nate said.