Bedtime Begins

Kendall POV

Ever since I realized that I had a crush on James I made it a point to learn how to and to carry out undressing. You may think it's simple, but once you want to be noticed in a way other than 'look mommy, that guy's taking off his clothes'... You see my point. So, around sixth grade I began to learn. I found this 'site on the Internet specifically for this purpose. I tried to imitate the person on the screen. Notice the tried. Needless to say it didn't go too well. I ended up tripping and flailing and hopping about and generally getting a nice rug burn.

One day, in the process of failing, I forgot that I'd invited James over. I'd just finished taking off my shirt and had begun wiggling out of my pants when he announced his presence. And by announced I mean that he squeaked and dropped his brush while simultaneously blushing and peeking through his fingers, which had been brought to his eyes. It was embarrassing to say the least. At the time, I hadn't actually thought he would see me do this until I had it perfected. I hadn't known what to do so I did what most weird teenaged boys would do. I laughed it off. I told him his face was red and teased him about. He got mad and told me that I looked hot stripping that way and that it was very original. I took it to heart and made that into routine. Like any other love struck guy would do. That was my best idea ever. So, whenever he spent the night…

I wonder if he still remembers that. Probably not. After all, we're just friends. We don't remember every single last detail about each other. That would be weird.


How about that? I'm in the process of writing the first chapter in Kendall's POV right now. It's gonna be posted as a different story though.