So, I'm only 16. It's only a number. If i could tell you the amount of hormones that run through my body when i see her, I'd be older than Buddah. Wait- is buddah real? Stay focused.

God. I want to touch her. I wanna touch her so bad.

Touch her, kiss her, god- I wanna lick her.

Now I really have to snap out of it.

What about James though? He's like puppy dog in love with her, who am I to take another thing from him?

But she's into me. And I'm into her.

Kendall and Choir. That sounds better. Great. Now I sound like a puppy dog in love. This isn't love though. It can't be. I want her on her back on my bed! I wanna be on her when she's on her back on my bed. What'd I'd give to unbutton her jeans and sliding them off her hips and down her legs. Then running my hands up her legs and pulling her panties-

That's it! I can't take this any more! Screw James! Screw age! Screw...

Screw? And then it hit me. Screw Choir. I smiled to myself. Yeah it was probably the most smug look i've ever had in my life, but what I realized deserves some props. Genius! I know what you're thinking; I'm an ass. Well ladies...it's true. But I'm a guy. And being a guy you get urges...urges...urges...sounds like an STD. Sexually tied down. I don't know...

I laughed to myself. I'm so weird.

By the end of the week, I'm going to get her alone. I'll get her back to my hotel room and let things fall into their perfect fantasy place. Man,I can't fight this feeling anymore...I forgotten what I've started fighting for. And If i have to crawl up on your floor, come crashing through the door, Baby I Can't fight this feeling-

"ANYMORE!" A familar voice yelled from across the pool. Thank god for that...I was having a James moment. Well at least it seems like something James would do. Going off on some music tangent.

When I looked across the pool that crazy girl who slapped James before was throwing another one of her fits. I rolled my eyes. Someone needs to tazor her or something.

Time to find Choir. I thought to myself.

Hopefully we don't get on the volunteer topic.

Pivoting with a 180 swift spin, my eyes feel on what I was looking for. She was looking back at me with her piercing green eyes. She waved excitedly. Her long blonde curly hair cascaded down her chest. She wore a white spagetti strap shirt, curving her slender body, showing a tiny bit of her mid drift. She had on blue cut fadded jeans, that hugged her legs in every mind blowing way. Her flip flops flopped against the ground as she approached me with a bright smile. It was like this girl was pulled out of some country magazine or something. Her pearl white teeth flashed brilliantly at me. My heart was pounding so hard, it was a wonder how no one could hear it.

I scrached the back of my head with hidden embarrasment. "Hey," I said casually, stowing my hands in my jean pockets.

"So, I have the studio to myself. I thought maybe since Daddy is out, we can go practice that duet," She said sweetly.

Houston we have take off. "Sounds great." I took a step forward and folded my arms across my chest. Show my manly strength. Yeah, I could go with the hands on my hips so she could get the full veiw of my masculine arms. For a 16 year old, I was packing heat...

Oh yeah, did I mention that she's Gustavo Rocque daughter. You would think I'd be smart enough to back down now. But if I wasn't going to stop even for James, why would I stop for that incompetant loser?

"Great! James wrote something I know you'll love!"

I blinked. "Jame's going to be with us?"

She smiled brighter. I should be more disappointed but that smile was messing with my emotions. I may have smiled back a bit. I was so not happy with this.

"Of course. What would music be without James?"

My smile faltered. "Less annoying," I mumbled.

"What?"

"Less interesting" I smiled, mocking the one I stupidly revealed before.

She must have believed me, because when I thought her smile couldn't get any wider, It got wider. And once again, i was smiling...stupidly. She turned, but not before she grabbed my hand, and pulled me into a walk.

This is going to be harder than I thought. My eyes followed down her back to her ass. But totally worth it. I nodded to myself biting my lip.

Abruptly she turned into me, stopping me in my tracks. "Oh hey," she began. She looked a bit uneasy.

"What's wrong," I asked. Gotta show the concern, you know, it's a great way to achive my goal. Score some points. She looked down at the ground before bringing her eyes and locking them to mine.

"I think we should do it," her voice was low, but audible. My mouth dropped.

Houston we have landed.