Rated M for sexual content and language


A/N: Hey! It's me anaBTRusher, the author of the Jendall story "Secret Life". So, I decided to rewrite this story along with Borilover, and I hope you guys like it! I will sign as ~Ana at the chapters I write! Now, on with the story! (Secret Life reference haha)

Prologue

Kendall's POV

The boys and I just got done singing "Cover Girl" and I was staring at the girl I wrote this song for, for most of the time.

Her name is Lucy Stone, the rocker chick that moved to the Palm Woods shortly after Jo left. That rocker chick had rocked my world, and she was so damn hot with her straight brown and red hair, with her floral dress and her leather jacket with yellow high heels. She got up and went away. I kept staing at her.

" Hello, Kendall, earth to Kendall" Carlos said to me mockingly while I snapped out of my trance. "Were you just staring at Lucy?" Logan asked.

" Pshh...uhh... Nooo. Why would you think that?" I said nervously, trying to seem totally cool.

"whatever you say Kendall, but we totally just saw you staring at her ass!" James added. It seemed like he was jealous, but whatever! He would forget about her in no time. I knew James Diamond really well, and he would jump from one girl to another in the speed of light!

However, it was true! I totally was staring at her ass, I just wanted her so badly! She seemed to bring the side of me Jo simply didn't. The bad boy one.


Lucy's POV

I quickly ran to the restaurant's bathroom, closing the door behind me, nervously playing with my hair. I tried playing it cool in front of kendall and the guys, but darn it! That guy made me lose my focus. That's right, I am talking about Kendall. I mean, I had winked at him and called dibs on him first, but he only seemed to be friendly. Now, however, he showed a bit of interest. Maybe he really had some feelings for me?

I was interrupted by a knock on the door. My dad and my mom were outside.

"Lucille" my dad said. His voice had a really strict tone, something I wasn't really fond of. Suddenly, his tone changed. "Your performance was great. Like that guy. What's his name, Randall?" he winked at me.

"Kendall" I replied. "And thanks, daddy, it means a lot to me" I exclaimed and hugged him. It really did. He was way too strict to actually accept my rock personality, so I was glad he now did.

I pulled out and smiled at him. I also hugged mom, who said: "Maybe we have really misunderstood you, dear. Not everyone can be a violinist in the Stone family. You help create some variety" and we both chuckled. It felt so nice to have finally been accepted by my parents for who I was.

They left after a while, as I also did. I took a taxi to the Palm Woods, though the guys had Gustavo pick them up. I just couldn't look at Kendall without blushing. God, what the fuck was wrong with me and all that stupid romantic shit?

When I finally arrived at my apartment, I sat on the couch and took a deep breath. I thought that maybe I would just forget about Kendall and all these stupid fantasies I had with him! But I was proved wrong. Plus, I had James stalk me like all the time, which was just as awful. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I saw that it was a text from Camille.

Hey, I'm gonna throw a party tonight! Wanna come? The guys will be there! Pwetty pwetty please? *sad face*

Camille

I sighed asI realized I would have to be there, so as not to disappoint her. Maybe I could come and do nothing. Or, do something.

I mean, it's a party, right? A makeout session won't be that big of a deal, right?

I quickly got up and flipped through my dresses. Oh, what the hell, I'm going to a party, not at the prom! I found a pair of perfect, torn black jeans, and a gray shirt with a black skull on it. I also found my favorite black and gray converse. Yep, party clothes are done!

I smiled. This party was definitely gonna be the best one.


Guys, sorry it is too short, but it's just the prologue! Wait until you see the rest! And, since it is M fiction, maybe I could be more graphic in my smut scene...What do you think?

REVIEW!

~Ana