Chap. 1: Off To Paradise
~No specific POV, but mostly about James' feelings~
"JAMES!" Kendall cried as quietly as he could, as James' drool spread all over the car's leather seats. "My mom is going to KILL me-or actually US!" James' cheeked flushed red as he opened his eyes. He had always been a deep sleeper during road trips. "Well sorry, Mr. Grumpy Pants." James remarked wiping the drool off of his clothes in disgust. Logan snickered. "Yeah, good one." Logan said sarcastically. James leaned over the minivan seat to whack Logan on the head. "Shut up. You ALWAYS side with Kendall!" James muttered. Kendall reached over and made James sit back down. "No he does NOT. I'm just always RIGHT." Kendall argued, wiping the droll off of his hand. James sat back and tried to go back to sleep. Long car trips are the WORST, he thought. ESPECIALLY with Kendall. He gets so annoying and grumpy. As James was about to drift off to sleep again, something landed on his head. He felt it. Fabric. James' eyes opened and he lifted the object off of him. It was Kendall's worn out hockey jersey, and it SMELLED. "Ugh!" James scoffed, throwing it at Kendall. "Why can't you clean this thing?" Kendall and Logan giggled uncontrollably. "Remember, we're banned from the laundromat." Kendall said, tossing the jersey in the back of the van. Something whacked him on the head. Katie. "Can't you idiots see I'm trying to sleep?" Katie whined with that sleep-deprived, annoyed tone. Kendall scratched the back of his head. "Ow! Fine! Let's just all go to sleep…and James-no more drooling." Kendall ordered, trying to remain a serious expression. Logan leaned backwards and chuckled. "Okay, Mr. Boss Man." James scowled and closed his eyes. James knew it would be a long trip.
Every Winter, the guys and the Knight family would drive from Minnesota to Rock Shell, Wisconsin*, which is near Milwaukee: a 6 hour drive that was like a nightmare. They always needed the beach to survive the Winter, and the harbor town was the perfect place for those 3 hyperactive arguing boys. The town was small, so everybody knew everybody-or at least the year rounders. They picked out visitors and hung out with them, but their year rounder friends were like family to them. This is why they never got hooked up with people during vacation. It was too awkward to date their practically-family-year-rounders, and the visitors weren't staying long enough for a worthy relationship. And besides, the tourists were never their type. What are the odds of Wisconsin tourists that are hyperactive, annoying, crazy, and cute coming during their vacation time? Probably a 1 in a million chance. James was hoping of a different outcome this year. He was always a catch: a great flirt, great looking, and he didn't mind whether his date was a girl or guy. He wasn't sure if he was gay or not. But, anyways, it didn't matter because everyone was attracted to him. All the visiting people would try to discreetly flirt with him, but they still weren't looking for serious relationships, because they were only staying for a week. James prayed for something special to happen this year.
About an hour later, they crossed the wooden bridge that marked the border. They were in their one and only second home, Rock Shell, Wisconsin.
*Rock Shell is a made up town, but Milwaukee is real
Note: Hope you liked it...this is my first fanfiction. The chapters are really short btw and the idea was from a fanfiction called Summer Love so thank you to the author!
-datsRUSHERiffic
