- Dreams, Hollywood, Broken Souls –
Summary: Kendall Knight, after finding music, gives up on his earlier dreams, gives up on being a pro hockey player. He finds his perfect shelter in music and desires to go to magical LA and getting famous. After his dad's death he's stuck at home though. Using the time he nurtures his dreams, gets the money and soon he leaves to chase those dreams. Leaves everything behind and never tells anyone that it wasn't just about him wanting to be famous but to run away from his home, to run away something horrible he did at the age of 17. Starting his life in the City of Angels, everything happens as he ever imagined it would. He meets the wonderful Elizabeth, the famous producer of music industry, and she assures him that she'd help Kendall make his dream come true. How Kendall's way to the wanted fame forms? What's his secret? How's he going to deal with the amazing, and incredibly wealthy Elizabeth who seems to have her own secrets, too? Find out in the story!
A/N: I don't actually have anything to say, other than thanks to Irina who's my beta and always so lovely if it comes to me and my sometimes weird mind.. lol I love her, thank you so much for helping me! :)
and also one more thing, this is my favorite idea I have ever come up with and I really hope some of you would like it as much as I do... oh and something what you never can find out from the summary, it's going to contain some Jagan... I just say this because I don't want to give your hopes up if you wait something else from it.. it will be clear in a few chapters anyways... those who know me already know that I love to keep their secret as a secret in front of my readers too. This will be different in this story.. you will see, very soon.. Kendall comes to take over me so here it is, first chapter of Dreams, Hollywood, Broken Souls...
- Chapter 1 –
His plane lands at its terminal point, Los Angeles, the City of Angels, the center of business, international trade, entertainment, culture, media, fashion, science, education and what's most important in Kendall's eyes, the city of dreams. Dreams which come true and dreams which would never be realized. He hoped his dream would get into the first category.
Long way he just now took from Minnesota to the hot and crowded west, in the hope of getting famous one day but first of all standing on his own legs.
When he finally got the money to move out from home and start his own life, Kendall Knight decided to grab everything he had, buy an apartment in LA and then take a flight and leave everything behind. Everything really means everything for him. His family, his chance in the famous Minnesota Wilds, where imagined his future he since he was a high-school boy, just the way as his dad had been playing in his entire life.
Hockey, as a possibility didn't come to Kendall instantly just because his dad was playing too. His parents never forced him into anything, and if they would have had to choose, they would have sent Kendall to med school or wanted him to be a lawyer, something more serious than being a sportsman.
He had been playing for years but it always was just a hobby and nothing more. But Kendall, as he grew, decided to play much more and started to take it really serious after a time, because he needed something to distract him and nothing could be good enough but the rough hours on the ice. He's been running away from something terrible, he wanted to forget it and even if the brutality of the game reminded him all the time of what he did, it was a huge opportunity to let all his pain out.
He loved to play; he had the talent, and also the enthusiasm of his dad, so it wasn't a big deal when he came up with the idea of someday growing into pro and following his dad's footsteps. He knew hockey would fill his life out, would make him forget, would make him suffer enough by its natural roughness and physical charging what needs to be a good player, because he believed he didn't deserve more than pain in exchange for what he did.
He had a plan ready. He knew his parents would expect him to get a diploma, too, so he gave in and looked for a university where besides studying he could have gotten the time and opportunity to play along. He wanted to get into his favorite hockey team. That was all of his hope, all what he wanted, till one day when he was lonely, not allowed to play and didn't have a thing to take his mind off. Then he found a brand new thing to kill his time with and he recognized it was better than hockey, better than all the girls he was with, better than everything..
Caused by an injury in last year of high-school, Kendall couldn't go out either to hang with his friends or with girlfriends, though he needed to go to school –his mother gave him a lift every morning and every day at lunch time she picked him up and got him back home, too -, he was forced to be home except for school hours.
Other than the missed hours with his 'friends', he didn't mind the sharp pain in his knee. He knew it was nothing compared to what he was looking forward if he will be a pro player, and also he guessed it was what he deserved. Part of him was relaxed that every now and then he had something that reminded him that even if he loved to play, the adrenalin turned him up and for that reason he sometimes allowed himself a sudden smile caused of his occasional happiness by the joy of the game, he didn't deserve to be happy, ever.
The long hours spent in loneliness and boredom because of both of his parents' busy schedule, and also all the painful memories had hit his mind more often than the times when he was distracted, and the fact that he just couldn't get out of the house when these attacks caused by his guilt, came to him, drove him insane. The mess in his head seemed to get Kendall to a point where he decided to start something with himself.
It was actually on a sunny afternoon, though for Kendall it seemed to be the darkest one in the past three weeks, his mom was at work as usual, his little sister, Katie was still at school and his dad was out on training with his team, when he couldn't sit anymore on his ass and Kendall went through the garage and on its contest, after he hardly dragged himself down to the first floor with his injured knee, and there he found something what he'd never seen there before.
He figured the old guitar in his hands could have been his dad's. He remembered before he went to sleep when he was a kid his parents telling him sometimes about the old times. His dad was playing in a band, just with his friends and the loved dream about being famous faded in the past as Denise and Louis met and soon they started their little family.
Kendall, taking the following occasion when his father had time to spend some hours with his son, asked him to teach him how to play on guitar. He was at home only for a few days before going away, the hockey season was about to start just then, and Louis was glad that Kendall desired his company. They had fallen apart a little bit since his carrier started to take off.
Soon the young Kendall spent every free time - besides hockey and girls, which activities earlier took all his time and he just couldn't get rid of them – with playing his instrument. His father taught him well enough and he even gave him his old friend's address who could give Kendall lessons when Louis was away. And Kendall fell in love with music.
Yet in that year he graduated and decided on not going to university or trying to get into Minnesota Wilds' training program from where he could have gotten out as a pro player as he planned. Instead he chose a different way. He wanted to make his dad's dead dream true. During all the lessons Louis had given to him, Kendall noticed that he was kinda regretting that his life took a huge twist and his plans about going to Hollywood and getting all the fame a man just can imagine, flew away.
Though, when Kendall announced he'd skip school and would go to Hollywood, his parents challenged him and fought a lot mainly with each other, not with Kendall. Nothing's happened the way the young blonde expected. Mostly Denise fought with Louis for making Kendall love music so much but Louis honestly didn't see anything wrong with that. He saw his young self in his son, he was proud of himself that Kendall was so determined and had plans, huge plans.
It wasn't that his mom didn't trust her son but Kendall had days when he was out of the house, and was nowhere to be seen, who knows what he was doing. Denise worked a lot and he could get out of home easily if he desired to, but never did it without permission. He never told his mother where he was going to, but assured his mom that it was nothing to worry about, and Denise, not being able to do anything, always allowed him to go. Because other than that his grades were always good, so she never protested even if Kendall said he would go to a party, skip nights at home. But if he would have left for Hollywood without anyone keeping an eye on him, she'd have been more than worried. She wasn't willing to give in as easily as Kendall imagined his always loving and supporting mother would do.
One day, Denise up with an arrangement. If Kendall told her where he was going out continuously, if he told her what he was doing, she said she would think about letting him go if the circumstances would be acceptable. Kendall didn't want to tell his mother what she desired to know, he only told her what she already knew, that he was out with friends, partying, but nothing more. But Denise knew there was more to it. She could see the change in Kendall. Something in the beginning of his junior year changed in her son and she wouldn't let him go till she didn't find out what caused that change, what Kendall was doing out secretly. His dreams about getting the money out from his parents' pocket and aiming the huge west broke, there.
But Kendall wasn't willing to give it up just like that. He started to work, had two different jobs at a time, he also helped around the neighborhood for a good money, and he was doing all this besides school. His mom only wondered where he had gotten all that strength to do it, to fight for his dreams. She just didn't want to lose his son. Probably his dad. She always led back every issue of Kendall's to his dad. She still does.
Once when Louis was at home again, two weeks after Kendall's discussion with his mom, of course his dad didn't know anything about that talk, and wondered at Kendall. Seeing his enthusiasm he promised Kendall that if he would be 21 he could go wherever he wanted, till then he would have loved him to be at home and help his mom with everything since he couldn't be there because of hockey.
Kendall then agreed and finally his mom gave in, too. Then he started to count the days till his 21th birthday.
His 21th birthday was probably the worst day of his life. Kendall hoped after that day he could get out of that world and jump into a new one but everything fell apart sooner than he would have been able to acknowledge it.
Three more years have passed since then, he was stuck at home for all those years and now finally he is getting out from there. From the place which never lets him relax, from the memories which always will come after him till he somehow makes everything right.
Doesn't matter now. Kendall, again after noticing that he is thinking about the past again, shakes his head on the way out of the airport terminal. You're here. Go and enjoy yourself. First find a girl and then the other things. Kendall grabs his suitcases, his guitar (from which he could hardly break apart when he got on the flight) and heading to the taxi station he wonders how exactly he's imagined his future life in LA. All by himself. He had everything planned but now it is all such a blur.
Then he remembers he's not alone! Logan. His best friend's face comes into vision in front of his sparkling green eyes as he gets into a cab and gives the driver the address he's intent to get to. When once the car is in move, Kendall pulls out his phone and searches for his beloved-but-haven't-seen-in-a-while-used-to-be best friend's number.
Logan's left Minnesota in the first month into their junior year. Just when Kendall would have needed him the most. He almost told him what he did, he couldn't handle all things going round and round in his head but after Logan lost his parents in an accident, he was forced to move to his aunt in LA since he was underage and had nobody in Minnesota who could have parented him. They stayed in touch though, and Kendall knew that Logan used this opportunity to study at a famous university. That was Logan's way to get rid of the painful memories.
Kendall, though they haven't heard from each other in a long while, was almost sure that now Logan has an own apartment, even if not from his aunt but from the inheritance he got to pick up when he became 21. And how Kendall's read on Facebook, he's doing great at med-school next to his job in a local hospital. Kendall is certain that Logan is doing just fine, he has got everything he needs in his age, and he takes a little moment to admire his old best friend. Logan's always the kind of boy who often gets scared from new things but once he realizes he's safe and his mind takes over the natural nervousness, he always finds his place and nobody would ever snap him out. Then he's all but confident, mainly if the thing he's doing is something what perfectly fits to him. You'd be surprised to know how many times Logan's been the support for Kendall, for the Kendall who always seems unbreakable. They've grown their friendship to the point where they've leant things from each other and they would help the other one unconditionally.
Kendall misses his friend. Since Logan has left seven years ago, Kendall's gotten out of his earlier stable state but has never told that to Logan over internet or phone, knowing that his best friend would fly across the entire world just to be sure of Kendall's well being.
The line rings and Kendall waits patiently. They haven't talked in a while. Kendall in the past years, after his dad's death, has been even busier with his jobs than before. He has kind of hidden from the world to figure out the best kind of solution to his actual situation, and he's also been lost in all the things he's been doing to get a somewhat stable financial state of his own and for his mother and sister, before he left for LA. And now he is kinda scared that the-long-time-no-talk-thing didn't do any good to his friendship with Logan, and he would lose his best friend.
Logan doesn't answer. After all, it's Monday, morning, he's either asleep or at college. Kendall leaves a voice message saying that he's here in LA and would be delighted to meet him, then hangs up and for the rest of the way to his newly purchased apartment he leans back in his seat and stares out of the car window admiring beautiful LA passing by.
Long streets and huge houses come and go. Not a big of a deal when you're already used to it, but now, for the first time it keeps Kendall excited and amazed. And he's grateful for anyone who he has to be grateful, that this wonderful city can give him something to think of, to admire and he can push back all the bad things. There are no more all the places in his home town which remind him of his past, just the new buildings, new streets, new people around, full of opportunities which he only has to grab tight enough to be able run away with them.
He's hoping. After all the things he's gone through alone, all by himself, after all those hours and days spent thinking that he isn't worth a thing to live, he's somehow made it through. Hope is always there. His dad taught him. His hope is music. It always will be. Since he's been singing and playing everything seems brighter, he feels stronger, he has more hope.
This city and the fact that he's made it here after long years of hard work are the certain proofs that hope is always there.
Kendall follows his way on his phone's GPS and knows he soon would be there. He's beyond excited. Living alone, having all the responsibility, to keep up a home, to work and set up a life. It all waits for him now.
He has the money to get by for a few months if he couldn't find any job but he doubts that he would need to use it, he is very hopeful about finding some job soon.
When his dad passed away Denise thought they would get a good amount of inheritance and she was surprised when it happened that even if Louis made lot money out of hockey, what left for them wasn't too much. Denise could fix the house mortgages on their house so that it would be Katie's and Kendall's now for sure if anything were to happen to Denise as well. That was something she always wanted to do, give her children a thing to hold onto if they would happen to be left alone in the world. So after the house was fixed some money still remained but that wasn't much if Kendall wanted to go to LA too and wanted to leave some for his mom and sister as well.
So Kendall finally decided to stay home for more time only to help his mother.
Three years later he again decided to go. Kendall spent almost all his money on this new apartment in LA but he knows it's going to be worth it. Even if he needs to get into hard work again before starting to think about how he should begin his musical carrier, it doesn't matter because he's maybe taken two steps back but with moving to LA he's just now taking one step forward again. Hope is always there. He knows it's gonna be hard but he won't give up his dreams, he knows he has to work hard, he knows probably all the things limiting him in making his dreams true, are because of the horrible things he did earlier. Someone up there wants to make him work hard for every little step but Kendall is determined to prove that he can do it. Yes, he can, hope is always there.
Kendall now wonders if his dad wanted to support him years ago and the only thing keeping him back in that will of his was Denise, then how he would have done it? He would have taken all that little money away from his mother and sister just to support him? If they didn't spend it on the house, that could have been enough for Kendall to start something in LA without needing to work. Would Louis have done that just to help his son reach something he always wanted, too, but never could? Nobody knows, nobody cares anymore. Kendall left his mom and sister in the knowledge of their financial certainty, and that is all that matters. It doesn't matter it's taken longer than he wanted to get here, that it's taken more efforts, because after all he is here, in LA, on the threshold of the front door of his dreams.
He doesn't mind anymore that he couldn't get here six years ago as he first wanted to after graduation. He's recognized meanwhile that his mom was right when she said he probably would not do it alone. He is brave though and had a mouth to everything and everyone, he wouldn't let anyone walk over him, he is alone now, he would have been alone back then too, and in that mental state of his, he can see it now, he couldn't have done it.
Those six years he has spent with work, after finishing high-school, had given him a lot of experience he can use here, he'd learnt even better how to handle the moments when memories still take over him. Plus he could spend three more years with his dad. He probably wouldn't have been at home when that accident happened which caused his death, would he? Again, nobody knows and nobody cares. Past.
And Kendall doesn't live in past. He lives in present and lives for future. When he was younger he made a vow in himself and for himself that he wouldn't get stuck in past, that has no sense at all. He knows, the only way for him to heal if he gets past the bad things, if he makes it up with hard work, if he never gets stuck in his own distress and focuses on other's good and the future.
His dad taught him so well. He remembers him saying countless times, "You can learn from your past but you always must move on and focus on your present to assure yourself a future you would like to have. If you get stuck in the past you easily forget why you live, what leads you, what is the main thing you must fight for, no matter what."
So past's forgotten, heart stricken, everything reminds him of his dad, still. He misses Louis too bad sometimes. He wonders how he could have come this far all alone, he wished he'd know if he's satisfied enough. Kinda sad but yet filled with excitement and enthusiasm he steps into his apartment, fully furnished and rent costs paid for the next 4 months.
"How do you like it?" the landlord asks him once they are inside.
A smile spreads across Kendall's face. Huge windows let the late morning sunshine come into the living room, just the way he likes it. Light. That's what he needs, to forget all the dark things he's been living in Minnesota, the things his mother, dad or anybody else must not know, ever. He'd seen pictures earlier about the apartment, back then it was empty but yet he loved it already when he chose this flat to be his own. And now, when all the furniture he purchased and ordered to be moved in for the day when he'd get there is here, too, it's even more beautiful.
He loves it. The perfection of this apartment gives him hope again. He worked for it, hard. He might be able to do it along. If he has gotten here alone, he can do it just the same way he's been doing it in the past years. With hope.
Now, his perfect family is not here anymore. He loves his family, Kendall's everything is his family but sometimes he can't help it but he feels like he shouldn't be a part of it. He's not worth it all to be a part of something as good as his family is, or was before his dad's death.
He is never or barely going to feel himself not fitting into place, he can find his own place, without anyone forcing him into anything, and then he shouldn't escape, shouldn't do stupid things with himself.
"Great, I really love it." Kendall says and thanks Adam, the landlord. He's somewhat older than his dad would be now, and seems like a kind man. Adam soon leaves Kendall alone after handing him all the keys and once again reminding him of the rules he needs to keep in mind if he wants to make it for a long time. So Kendall, now alone again, walks through the flat, discovers the kitchen, bedrooms – there are two of them -, bathroom, just a usual apartment in a really nice part of Los Angeles. All his money is in this apartment, but it's worth it. Everything is just like he loves it and he knows he needs to get a good job to keep it.
There starts the problem. Should he start and look for a job or should he go out and discover the magical LA, the possibilities, hoping he'll be lucky enough that some producer will find him before he runs out of money?
Kendall decides to take a break for a week long or so, during that time he'll look around what he could start with himself and then will start to look for a real job and will try to get discovered in the music world, too.
Won't be an easy round, he knows.
Kendall sits in the kitchen just wondering how along, and mumbling his first lunch in his new apartment, in his new life. It's a cold sandwich he got back at a buffet at the airport before grabbing the cab.
He's already planning to get himself ready for a little tour on the nearby streets and find some store to get some food from, before he'd forget to buy any groceries and would leave himself with an empty fridge for the night and the following morning he is looking forward to, when his phone buzzes in his pocket.
"Yes, mom, I'm here, safe, the apartment is cool." He informs his mom about all the things he's seen, and assures her that he'll be available and that he'll call, and then they say their goodbye-s and he hangs up. His mom barely mentions his dad, it probably hurts her too much to talk about it, so Kendall never says either how much he misses his loved father, even if he wishes he could talk about it someone, he keeps it to himself. He's been keeping himself in check over three years. He knows it's not right, anytime soon all his feelings will explode and he'll break down but he still keeps all of this to himself, he must. Louis wouldn't like to see his son crying for him even after those long years.
Soon he takes a shower, unpacks most of his things, the things which were already in the flat, the moving company got them there in time before he arrived, (the landlord was really nice and let the movers in and kept an eye on them till they settled all his belongings down) and those things he brought with himself by his flight. His guitar which he got from his dad on his 19th birthday gets into his hands and he can't stand the need of playing something quick, even if he knows that whenever he decides to play something quick, he's unable to put his loved instrument down for hours.
So he seats himself down on to the floor, against his bed and plays a sad song. He lets himself fly with the emotions flooding his heart, so a few tears appear in the corner of his eyes, but he, noticing it, quickly changes the mood and plays something happier.
That's something he can do easily, changing his mood, covering his feelings from the world, has never been a problem for Kendall. That might be a useful thing if he gets into the music industry.
Late afternoon, once he is done with the most of unpacking, Kendall decides to go out. Logan has not called him back yet, he hoped maybe they could go together, he knows already LA somewhat, but after all it really doesn't matter. He can do it alone, too.
He needs to walk a few streets to get to a bus stop; he takes a mental note that he should get a car somehow. Back home he had a good one but he decided to sell it, he needs money now more than a car, besides after what happened with his dad he refuses to drive.
Kendall finds some bar, sits in and listens to the local people chatting, tries to get information where he should start if he wants to be a singer.
His luck that the girl at the bar is really kind and tells him a few places he should try. She informs Kendall that they do have open mic nights when anyone can sing on the stage for free, other times, mostly on Fridays and Saturdays, when there are more people at the place, the self-styled growing stars have to pay some amount of money to get a chance on the stage. Kendall thanks her, hopes he can bear the information in mind, and then starts to chat with another girl who keeps winking toward his direction for at least a half hour now.
She's really nice and Kendall would love to spend some more time with her but he's tired and first in his lifetime he denies a girl's invitation to her flat, instead he makes his way back to his new home.
Later that night, he is already in bed and about to doze off when his phone rings on the night stand. He picks it up and checking the caller ID he sees it is Logan.
"Hi" Kendall says after pressing the green button on the screen.
"Hey, man. Do you still remember your friend?" Logan asks rather joking than serious.
"Surprising, huh? Would never forget you, Loges. How are you doing lately?"
"Oh, great. Just now got home from work. Today I didn't have any classes, my phone was charging since the morning so I didn't know till now that you wanted to talk. Are you okay?"
"Slow down, buddy, I've got a lot to tell. Haven't you listened to my message?" Kendall says. They haven't really talked in a while and Logan knows nothing about Kendall's hard dealing with his dad's death.
"Oh, no. I saw your missed calls and called you back immediately. But okay. On phone or Skype?" Logan asks.
Kendall chuckles, "if you would have listened to my message you'd know that you can come over, though I'm in bed already."
"What?" Kendall's brunette friend sounds confused.
"I'm in LA, Loges, you wanna come and see me?"
"No way, you did it!" Logan sounds excited this time, a smile spreads across Kendall's face. His best friend's enthusiasm means that he hasn't forgotten about him or isn't mad at him.
"Wow, sure. Give me your address, though I don't know how long I can stay. Tomorrow I've got to go to classes."
"It's okay. Then don't come. I'm tired anyway. Had a long flight. Talk soon, okay?"
"Okay. Are you all right? Haven't talked in ages, where were you? Can't you tell at least a few things over phone?"
"I'd rather say them in person. Good night then and I'll call you again." Kendall sighed.
Logan answered quickly, "okay, talk soon. Glad you're here, can't wait to see you, Kendall, missed you so much."
"Good. Okay, bye Loges."
Happens that the following days Logan can't get the time to go over Kendall to the other half of the city, so they talk every night on the phone, Kendall still not saying anything meaningful, just regular things, like how his days go, how he tries to get a job and stuff like that.
It's the following Monday. Waking up Kendall still hardly can believe that he's been in LA for a week now. Taking a quick shower and then making himself something to eat he decides that today he'd play on the street. He doesn't really like those bars he's tried in the last days. Nobody ever listens to his music, they are too lost in their drinks, or in other things, plus he's always distracted, too. There are just too many pretty girls in this city, and at night, in a dusky bar they seem even hotter. There's just too much in those places which remind him of his earlier life.
He was so young and yet he'd gotten into so many things he would love to forget sometimes. Other times he desires them back, but he has somehow learnt by now how to ignore those moments of the day. Having a girl almost every night in his arms isn't a bad thing he's running away from but yet it isn't nice either if anyone finds out how much he used girls back in the past years. He didn't do it to hurt them, but to heal himself, however it sounds weird, it is really like that. And now he feels awful that he's got to put this kind of therapy aside for awhile but he knows that nothing was right from those things he's done. He misses the girls every second of the day but he feels guilty now that he's looking back to those times as past.
Even if everything he's done helped him get through the hard times, he wants nothing from his earlier self. That was just to forget and move on and to learn to handle certain situations. As always, since he is playing and dreaming about getting famous, he'd better use music as a therapy. Even if sometimes he would need the girls. That was another kind of thing to do, a better thing in some ways, a worse in some others, since he was using those girls. But Kendall now wants to do it differently. He only has got to turn his face away, or close his eyes, or get Logan back. He needs Logan, someone who he can talk to.
Sitting on a huge square, Kendall doesn't really remember the name of it, but that doesn't even matter, the one thing that matters is that here there are a lot of people coming and going, Kendall wonders again how he really imagined this. How he should start with getting famous? Does he even deserve to get there? Is he allowed to even think about that? Sometimes these thoughts take over him, other times he can enjoy himself and forget about his fears and issues. Now when he's here, alone but trying to make his dream come true, they come more often, making it hard to stay in focus but then he reminds himself, that's why he started to sing and play in the first place. It happens to turn his mind off, to take weight off his heart, so he lets himself get busy in his music and shakes off the worrying thoughts, the lack of self confidence, the painful memories, and the guilt.
Playing his sometimes melancholic, sometimes happier songs, he senses a few people gathering around him. After almost twenty minutes he starts to hope that people might think he is good at what he's actually doing. This gives him some kind of encouragement and he lets his voice out louder than anytime before. His guitar holder lays in front of him open, not because he wanted to get money out of his performance, just because he forgot to close it and soon people come around to throw a few dollars to him.
That surprises him and again inspires him. Kendall has never played for anyone but his sister and mother and his father when he still was with them, this is the first audience he has which actually pays attention to him. He doesn't count those bars he played at during last week. A fly in the air did not listen to him either.
A good start. Kendall finally finds his smile again and is happily playing for about a half hour. Applause follows his last song's final line and chords, Kendall shyly bents his head and reaches out for his bottle of water to flush his dried throat.
The sun is shining hot enough since the morning so it takes him by surprise when placing back his water onto the ground someone steals his sun away for the first time since he's been sitting there.
Looking up, he finds himself under the gaze of the most beautiful woman who he has ever seen.
"Hi," A soft voice addresses Kendall," Elizabeth Scott." The young woman reaches her hand out for Kendall, "come and take a walk with me. I have an offer for you."