Author's note: Hey guys, you're probably all going to be like: "how come you made a new story and didn't update your other one?!" but to be honest, I hated that story. I thought the writing was awful. So I went into a rut and had writer's block for a long time. I may update Foreign Love soon but I'm going to stick with this one for a while and see how it goes. This is a Kames because I totally ship them and have been reading fanfics for a long time now!
Please, please, PLEASE review this story! It will give me the confidence to write more and if I get twenty reviews I will update Foreign Love! I promise!
Anyways, I'm going to shut up now. Enjoy!
The car was hot and after six hours of driving, the air conditioning was just starting to blow hot air. Kendall looked out across the highway and saw palm trees, beautiful sandy beaches and not a glimpse of snow. That's what he was going to miss the most. Not his parents; his sister, Katie; not even his Golden Retriever, Ralphie (okay, he was going to miss him a little bit). Kendall grew up in the snow and was always delighted every December when the fresh new snowflakes fell onto his tongue and melted into his mouth. Kendall was sure that there would be no snow for him this December.
"You can talk to me, you know, I haven't exiled you, Kendall!" Mrs Knight said, exasperated.
"Well it feels like you have, Mom! You drive me away from Minnesota to L.A. to go to reform school." he retorted, angry that his mother tried to start a conversation even though he made an effort to give her the cold shoulder.
"You know why I'm sending you here, Kendall, so don't act like you're not in the wrong here." Kendall winced, knowing that she was going to try and bring up the incident.
"That doesn't mean you had to send me to reform school!"
"What did you expect me to do, Kendall?" she sighed, after having this conversation with him so many times, it still made her want to cry. "It was either reform school or prison and I hardly think you're father would approve of prison, do you?"
Whenever Mrs Knight brought up the "you're wouldn't approve card" it always made Kendall shut up. His father never approved of anything he did. Tattoos: "they're not professional", hockey: "you can't rely on that all your life", him being gay: "I don't want to see that in my house". Kendall was openly gay, he wasn't afraid to show it either and by his father disagreeing with it, made him more gay.
"Don't even talk to me about that bastard…" Kendall replied, under his breath.
"I heard that! What did you expect your father to say, Kendall? You can't just get arrested for the third time and think that you father will always be willing to bail you out!" Kendall said nothing in reply, knowing whatever he said, his mom would always take his father's side.
They drove on in silence, no-one wanting to say anything in the fear of starting an argument. They passed more beaches before they hit the freeway.
"How long until we get there?" Kendall asked, fanning himself. The was getting to him - he had never been to a place so…hot!
"Another half-hour." she replied, curtly. Still upset from their previous dispute.
"Yay! Another half-hour before my life ends." he replied, in a dead-pan voice.
Mrs Knight didn't reply; just gave him a look saying: "If you say another word, you are dead!" which sure enough shut him up.
They arrived at the gates of the school, they lifted automatically and let Mrs Knight drive through. The school courtyard was empty except from a few sergeants walking up and down surveying the school perimeter. Mrs Knight stopped the car outside the school doors and climbed out. Kendall didn't notice, he was just staring and trying his best to hear. Why's it so…quiet he thought to himself. He stepped out of the car and walked to the trunk pulling out his duffel bag. He walked to the big stone steps and stared up at them knowing that as soon as he entered, there was no going back. He looked back at his mother for reassurance, she just smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Kendall pushed open the doors and walked into hell.