"How about this one?" asked Katie. She, Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan were lazing around on the weekend, and Katie was reading them riddles. "Okay" said Katie. "Yyuryyubicuryy4me." "That's not a riddle!" Carlos protested. "Wait, I think the icur is I see you are" Kendall announced. And I think the 4me is…" "To wise you are, too wise you be, I see you are too wise for me" said Logan in one breath. "Oh…yeah!" said Kendall, deciphering the riddle, too.
"Good" said Katie. "I'm bored," complained James. "Wanna play some hockey on the street?" "What did you say?" Mrs. Schmidt, (Kendall's mom) demanded. "Oh…he said wanna play with our walkie talkies, and get something to eat" Katie said. "Oh, well never mind then" Mrs. Schmidt said, disappearing down the hall to do her daily wipe down of Kendall's room.
The boys snuck out of the apartment with their hockey equipment. Carlos was lugging a huge duffel bag with him. They started setting up by the pool. James made sure he was the one sitting closest to the girls. "Hey remember that time where I hit Kendall in the stomach with a hockey puck?" Carlos asked. "That hurt!" Kendall said indignantly, while all of them laughed.
"Yeah, well Carlos is a destructo" Logan said. "Oh, stop using all your big vocabulary words on me!" Carlos said, bristling. "How is destructo big?" Logan said dismissively. "Well, I'm the one who smacked the hockey puck at Logan!" James said. "Yeah, and that's something to be proud of" Logan muttered.
"Hi Jo!" yelled Kendall to her, as she passed by holding a pool noodle. "Oh, hi Kendall" she said. "Someone's been messing around with the clock in my apartment" Jo said. "Don't worry, we'll leave Kendall and Jo to reflect on things together" chortled James.
Jo have James an annoyed look. "We were talking", she muttered. "It could be called that!" James said. "Bye Kendall" Jo huffed, and she stalked off. "Nice James" Logan said. "What?" James said. "You just want all the girls for you" Carlos said. "You just noticed that?" Kendall said looking a bit put out that Jo had left.
The boys picked up their hockey sticks and started walking across the lawn. They nearly collided with Katie as she was coming out the door. "Ooh, hockey, can I play?" she asked enthusiastically. She made a beeline for Carlos's hockey stick. "Um…Katie, you can't play with us!" Kendall said, trying not to sound urgent. Katie grabbed the hockey stick, and swung it around.
"Stop!" scolded Kendall. "Katie, these are our hockey sticks, which we paid money for! These aren't lightsabers, okay?"
"Can't I play?" Katie pleaded. The boys shook their heads, and then shut their eyes, already prepared for the dose of puppy dog eyes she was about to give them. That gave Katie the opportunity to sock Kendall on the arm.
Camille was also coming out the door, and she walked straight up to them, and said "Hallo. Jeg kommer fra Skandinavia. Jeg har nettopp flyttet hit, sa… um…" "Did I go crazy, or is it just you again?" James asked. Camille didn't bother hitting him. She just slumped her shoulders. "I'll never learn Norweigan in time for the play!" she said.
"Logie can help you" James smirked, shoving Logan forward. It was an added bonus for James to see Logan's face turn completely red. "Yeah, and you'll need another player" Katie said. "So I can play for him!" Logan shot James an apprehensive look, before Camille dragged him off.
"Come on!" Katie said. The hockey game was very annoying, involving Katie shooting at the wrong goal, Katie throwing her hockey stick, Katie knocking down the net, and Katie's helmet falling off. Carlos had to run out into the street to retrieve his brand new hockey puck, which Katie had hit under the wheels of a car.
Carlos walked back with his dented hockey puck, looking grouchy. "Katie!" he grumbled. "You don't even know how to hold the stick right!" James agreed. "Well, I'm too short!" Katie complained. "We told you that you couldn't play" Kendall said, exasperated.
Katie hit her brother on the arm. "Fine!" she cried. "You guys think I'm too young to do everything!" She took off her helmet, and threw it down. "Katie…" Kendall said, but Katie had already stormed off. "That helmet could of hit my hair!" James said indignantly. "Lucky can activate his self defense mode!" Kendall and Carlos both rolled their eyes. James had to stop every 30 seconds in the game to stop, get out his mirror and comb, fix his hair up, and put his helmet on again.
"Well, sorry to break the news to you, but in hockey, your hair gets messed up" Kendall said to James. "That's why I want to be a model some day…" said James wistfully.
As they continued playing, James sighed. He needed an opportunity to be a model, but one had never come to him, except that one where he had to model elbow cream, which meant his elbow was the only thing in the picture. James sighed again.
Besides, where would he go to model? He didn't know any modeling places! Wait one second! James's stomach jolted. He whipped out his mirror. Oh no! His hair was getting limp again!