Chapter 1 Greetings

Carlos Garcia had never been good with girls. His whole life all women laughed at him, walked away in disgust or just ruffled his hair and told him he reminded them of their little brother. He was 'cute' or 'gross' or his personal favorite 'out of his mind'.

Not that he ever blamed anyone to call him that. He was crazy. He couldn't recall a time when he didn't find some crazy stunt to do and draw attention to him. He simply couldn't help it. It's not like he got the attention at home. Not with his other five siblings in the way. So, he had to find another way to get it.

The crazier and more dangerous the stunts, the better. When he and his friends first left Minnesota to live in LA and find the Hollywood dream, he quieted down. Some.

But pretty soon his friends started having girlfriends and he was again left craving for attention. It wasn't like his friends had never tried to help him get a girlfriend. It just never worked.

First there had been Stephanie. A beautiful brown-haired girl who made low-budget movies for fun. She had been amazing and they had even gone to the Palm Woods dance together. But in the end, she made it clear she wanted to stay friends. Because when they had their first kiss, she felt like she was kissing her brother.

Then there was Sasha. She had literally bumped into him with a corn dog in hand and a hockey stick in the other. She had seemed so perfect. Too good to be true. And she was. Truthfully, she was just an actress hired by their record producer Gustavo to make him fall in love and break his heart. All so he could sing their break up song better.

After that, no other girlfriends had popped up. Well, it wasn't like there hadn't been opportunities. Jo and Kendall once set up a speed-dating event. All for him. But he tried to be himself and failed to remember all the good etiquette his mom had ever taught him. And one by one all the girls all but fled away from him.

Plus there had been that new girl he had asked out in the Palm Woods lobby. She was gorgeous and he only got the courage to do it because of a fortune telling parrot. She had even said yes and he couldn't believe his luck! But then, the bird informed him he had 24 hours to live and he had wasted the rest of his time in their apartment bathroom. Needless to say, she had moved by the time he realized what had happened.

So here he was again, just sitting by the Palm Woods pool, alone. He sat there, staring at his friends as they chatted to their girlfriends.

The smart one in their group, Logan, had finally summed up the courage to tell crazy method actress Camille how he felt. And even though she had slapped him right after, their kiss had made Palm Woods history as everyone watched and cheered.

Their leader, Kendall, had been together with his girlfriend Jo for quite some time now. There had even been a time where he himself had had a crush on Jo. He had tried to win her affection when she walked through the lobby doors, along with Kendall and Logan. But eventually Kendall was the only one who pursued her further and he won her in the end.

Then there was James. The pretty one of the group, 'The Face'. He only had to wave at a girl and she would latch onto his arm. He could whistle and he had a date, but no matter how hard he tried to whistle for Carlos, girls always turned him down. In the beginning, James had tried to include him by dragging him to double dates. But after Carlos messed it up a fifth time, James gave up.

They all gave up. And so did he. He had enough. He crossed his arms, let his helmet sink over his eyes and leaned back in the lounge chair, sighing in frustration.

"Is this seat taken?" A voice suddenly sounded beside him. He peered from underneath his helmet and frowned a little at the unknown boy standing next to him.

"Uh, no, it's free." He told the boy, who offered him a smile of gratitude. He smiled back and looked the boy over. He had to be new here; he'd never seen him before.

The boy had short, dark blond hair. He was short, about the same height as Carlos himself. His skin was toned olive and he was slightly muscular.

"I'm Randy." The boy suddenly announced and Carlos looked up with wide eyes like a deer caught in headlights. But the boy just smiled and held out his hand. Carlos quickly held out his own hand and gently shook the friendly hand in front of him.

"Carlos Garcia." He answered. The boy smiled even greater and now he noticed the bright blue eyes in front of him and the way they would become smaller as he smiled. He quickly dropped his hand when he realized this seemed weird.

Especially when he found himself noticing the boy's lips. It just seemed odd the way his upper lip seemed so thin while his bottom lip was plump. His jaw looked strong and Carlos couldn't help but smile at how much the boy in front of him looked very young. The dimples in his cheeks didn't help with that and his hairless features didn't seem like they would ever need shaving.

He reminded him of himself. He too was always considered a younger age than he really was. Not that his attitude changed anyone's mind. But he never minded. He liked to stay in touch with his inner child. He just liked having fun. What was wrong with that?

He realized he was way off in his own mind when he suddenly noticed the boy's lips moving. He snapped out of his daze.

"What?" he found himself asking and the boy chuckled slightly.

"I asked if you live here." Randy told him. He looked down in slight embarrassment.

"Uh, yeah, I do. I live here with my friends. We uh, we're in a band." He stumbled and Randy just nodded.

"How long have you been here?"

"About a year and a half, I think." He stated, thinking hard. "Yeah, something like that. So, why are you here?"

"I'm an actor. I just started out, really." He explained. "I just came here today with my older brother, Brad." He pointed to his left side and when Carlos looked up he found a big, muscular jock with blond hair chatting up the girls in the distance.

"So, is he an actor, too?" Carlos asked, slightly glaring when the Jennifers giggled at something the jock said. They never giggled after he said something.

"Uh, no. He's going to be a soccer player, actually. But I couldn't afford to live here by myself and he needed a place to stay." Carlos nodded, vaguely hearing what Randy told him. "Plus, I have to feed of someone around here." He added suddenly.

Carlos turned around in full confusion. "Wait, what?" Again, Randy started laughing and Carlos looked at him like he was crazy.

"Sorry, your face. You're cute when you're confused." He said as he kept laughing. Carlos heard that last bit very clear and his eyes widened as he backed up a little. When Randy stopped laughing, he suddenly noticed how uncomfortable Carlos looked. "What? What's wrong?" He started t move his hand towards him and Carlos couldn't help but jump up.

"Uh, I gotta go. My friends are waiting for me." He said, trying not to show how shocked he was.

"Oh, uh… okay." Randy said, a little confused as to why Carlos was acting like this so suddenly. But he also looked disappointed and Carlos felt guilty.

"I-I'm sorry. Uh, maybe I'll see you later?" He offered slightly nervously and Randy smiled again.

"Yeah, sure. It's a date." He said with a grin. Carlos' eyes widened even more, but he didn't know how to respond, so he just left as fast as he could.

Randy laughed again in the distance as he watched the Latino boy scurry off, looking more embarrassed than ever. He hurried to apartment 2J, hoping to find it empty. When he finally entered his apartment, his friends were unfortunately there as well and they only had to look at his face once to see something had happened. But before they could ask, he shut them all up with a simple:

"Not one word!" They all exchanged looks of confusion as they watched their bubbly friend head upstairs and into their bedroom. As he closed the door behind he, he let his back drop against it.

He tried to catch his breath as he thought about what had happened. Did the new guy just hit on him? That was seriously weird. Girls had never hit on him before. So why did an apparently gay guy do it within the first few minutes of them meeting?

Just his luck. He had waited his whole life to find the girl of his dreams. But instead, the only one interested in him was a guy. Now what was he going to do?

A/N Yeah, I know. This isn't exactly the kind of story I'd normally write. But I've had this idea in my head for a while now and I am always a sucker for Carlos stories.

So another warning here, there may be slash in the future. Don't like it, don't read. But if you do, let me know what you think

Love, Baxxie