"James! You're so self-centered! It's like the only person you care about is yourself. Why can't you be more like Kendall? He's always thinking about other's before himself." The wet brunette yelled at his friend from the pool. Logan had an important lecture on the solar system that he wanted to attend in just ten minutes, and now he was soaking wet.
The two boys were walking to the pool to ask Carlos if he wanted to go bowling after Logan's lecture, but before they could do so a pink smoothie flew through the air! James jumped back just in time for the pink drink to avoid his lucky white v-neck, thus pushing Logan into the Palmwood's pool. James was thoroughly offended by Logan's comment.
"You wouldn't like me if I were like Kendall though. Y'all know I'm perfect just the way I am." The tall hazel eyed boy smirked.
"Whatever." Logan said angrily pulling himself out of the pool.
"I can even prove it! I'll act like Kendall for a whole week and we'll see how much you miss the old James."
"I don't think I'd miss the old James." Logan didn't mean what he was saying, but he was mad. And sometimes when he's mad things that he doesn't mean spew out of his mouth like word vomit, whether he meant it or not. He knew he would regret his choice words later.
James furrowed his brows, "Fine, we'll see about that." He stated. Logan shook his head, upset by the fact that he would now be at least thirty minutes late to the lecture. And the first thirty minutes of a lecture is the best part!
James angrily walked away from the Palmwood's lot.
'How could Logan say that? Hm… He was just upset. But! I can't let him be right this time. He's always right. Guess I'll have to find Kendall and… observe him… That sounds creepy. But Logan does always say that observation is key when it comes to experiments. And that's exactly what I'm doing. An experiment.' The boy thought to himself trying to feel better about the fact that he was being creepy and stalking his friend. James stood on the corner of the sidewalk and wondered where his blond friend could be. He finally decided to check the local ice rink. That's where Kendall always went when he wasn't at the Palmwood's or the studio. Or he was kidnapped. It wouldn't have been the first time. But, Hawk hadn't been harassing Gustavo lately, so that was unlikely. The tall brunette made his way to the ice rink that was a mere four blocks away from the Palmwood's. It was normally closed on the weekends because it was family owned and they took the weekends off, but Kendall had made friendly with the owner and was granted private weekend visits if he could cough up some cash to help keep shop. James opened the rink door once making his way up the small flight of stairs. The tall boy had noticed on his walk that it was a beautiful day in L.A. and wondered why his friend was inside at an ice rink instead of outside. James quietly opened the door and quickly spotted Kendall. He was in his jersey from Minnesota and was playing a bit more aggressively than he normally did. More like a lot more aggressively than he normally did. The tall boy instantly knew something was wrong. The blond only played hockey that roughly when he was pissed. James quickly remembered all the times he would try to play against Kendall when he was pissed and it always ended badly. It wasn't uncommon for the two boys to return home with bloody noses and bruised cheeks and knuckles after a bad game against each other. But once James hit puberty and grew into his chubby face he realized how pretty he was and stopped fighting Kendall. James pushed the memories to the back of his mind once he thought about how he was creepily watching his friend play hockey.
'I should probably go see what's wrong. Although it's probably about Jo. It's been weeks! He should be over her by now.' James thought while making his way down to the rink. Kendall was so into what he was doing that he didn't even noticed his friend watching him.
"Knock, knock." James said rapping his knuckles on the plexiglass window that separated the rink from the seats. Kendall straightened immediately at the sound of James's voice, out of breath.
'God, Kendall is fucking attractive when he's angry and sweaty.' James shoved the thought out of his mind.
"What?" Kendall asked his friend in a deep, low voice. James was taken aback by Kendall's tone.
"What's wrong with you?" James asked kind of rudely. It wasn't supposed to come out that way. The blond scowled at the brunette and went back to hitting the hockey puck back and forth.
"Just leave. There's no reason for you to be here." Kendall stated in a monotone, well… tone.
"So I can't hang out with my best friend? And what's your problem, dude? Please do not tell me that this is about Jo. That happened over a month ago." James retaliated making his way onto the ice. Probably not his bed idea, considering he did not have any skates on. But it wasn't James's fault that he had a short temper and could never resist an argument. Especially when it came to Kendall, who was the exact same way as James. That was why they had become such close friends, believe it or not.
The two met in Peewee Hockey when they were just shy of seven years old. Kendall was the star of the team. The best center the coach had seen in years. And then James Diamond came along. He quickly grasped the concept of the game having never played before, and soon became the new star. James could play any position and he could play like a pro. Kendall didn't like that. Not one bit. Kendall was constantly tripping James or making him miss the puck on purpose. The coach didn't like that. Not one bit. After James showed up Kendall was always put on the bench with a penalty and rarely played. Kendall was fine with that. Until the hockey coach tried making James play center position. Permanently. You can't have a center who's always benched. That royally pissed off Kendall. The sandy blond haired boy skated his way to the honey brown haired boy and punched him square in the jaw. No one had seen it coming. The two small boys fought until they were both bloodied and bruised before anyone could pull them apart. The two met again that day. In the doctor's office. Their moms fussing the whole time about how their actions have consequences. The two boys become fast friends while ignoring their mothers together while playing with the Lego blocks and small Hot Wheels cars that the waiting room had to offer. Ever since that ever faithful day the two had been inseparable, even if they did get into intense fist fights from time to time.
"James. It's not about Jo, okay? I don't want to talk about it. Just drop it, alright?"
"Why won't you tell me? Why won't you let me in? You're acting as if it is about Jo. Shutting everyone out." He asked angrily, closer to Kendall than Kendall wanted him to be. James was thoroughly upset that his best friend in the whole world didn't let him in when he was moping about Jo.
"Dude, you need to back up. I don't want to fucking talk about it." Kendall retorted, anger evident in both his eyes and voice. Kendall put one of his hands up and shoved his friend. James looked at his shoulder where Kendall had pushed him and sighed.
"Don't push me, bro." James said calmly pushing Kendall back. Kendall glared at James and shoved him with both hands. The tall brunette was infuriated by the green eyed boy's action and tackled his friend to the ice without thinking twice. The two teenage boys were quickly, and brutally, punching each other while rolling around on the ice. Kendall punched James in his three bottom right ribs at the same moment James punched Kendall in his left thigh in hopes of giving him a Charlie horse. James was now laying on his back while his friend was sitting on top of him, straddling him. James looked into Kendall's eyes that were full of raw anger. He had never seen his friend look so fucking sexy before, hair damp with sweat. Before James could process what was happening, Kendall had his lips crashing against James's. Their teeth clashed together, James was sure that he would have a bloody lip because of it. James moved a hand onto Kendall's cheek and pulled him closer, he didn't think it was even physically possible. Kendall pulled away from the kiss after what seemed like house when it was really only minutes. James instantly saw a flash of regret, shame, and sorrow in Kendall's eyes. But before James could even catch his breath his friend was already off of him and halfway out of the rink. James tried to think of what had just happened, but it was hard for him to concentrate while his jeans felt hotter and tighter than they ever had before.
