Hello fellow shippers; sorry it took so long to post this! I don't know if I mentioned this before; but yeah, this is AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own BTR; but if I did, Kendall and Jo would break up and never get back together ;)
~7 Months earlier~
Kendall Knight was popular. Even some of the teachers liked him. Then again, who wouldn't? He was the school's star athlete; he was captain of the ice hockey team; plus, Kendall would probably be one of the kindest people you would ever meet. He's good looking too; everyone says so.
Yup, no one has one bad thing to say about, Kendall Knight.
Well, there is someone...
"Logan!" Kendall exclaimed, dropping down to help the brunette pick up his books. "I'm so sorry!"
"Oh, what?" Logan demanded sarcastically. "Is the great Kendall Knight too amazing to look where he's going every once and while? This is the third time this week!"
"I said I was sorry," Kendall sighed, handing Logan his physics book.
"And I'm sure you meant it," the shorter boy snorted.
The blonde closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He let it out, and reopens his eyes. "What happened between us?" He murmurs to himself.
"What was that?"
"Huh? Nothing..."
Logan shook his head. "Whatever; just...just don't talk to me," Logan says, rushing past Kendall.
"Why do you even bother with him?" Jett Stenson asks, walking up to Kendall. The taller boy raised an eyebrow. "Don't pretend like you don't know," Jett laughed. "You've been trying to get that guy to like you ever since the beginning of sophomore year!"
"You two used to be friends, right?" Camille Roberts inquires coming up on Kendall's other side.
"Kendall? Friends with a loser like that?" Jett chuckled, "You've gotta be kidding me."
"Hey, the hallway is no place to be standing around!" Mr. Rocque; their chores teacher snapped. "Get to class!"
"Sorry Mr. Rocque!" Kendall called over his shoulder as he, Jett, and Camille hurried to their classroom.
They came in about five minutes late; their homeroom was on the other side of the school. "Kendall, Jett, Camille..." Ms. Collins sighs when they take their seats. "If you come in late again, I'll have to keep you in for lunch."
"It's not our fault our lockers are at the other end of the school!" Jett protested. Ms. Collins shot him a glare and Jett sunk down in his chair.
James Diamond turned in his seat to face Kendall. "You guys bump into, Logan again?"
"More like; 'did Kendall bump into Logan again?'" Dak Zevon, who sat next to Kendall, corrected.
"Sure did..." Kendall replies.
Carlos Garcia smirked. "I'm getting the feeling you're doing it on purpose."
Kendall reached across the isle and punched Carlos in the shoulder.
"Do I need to hold you all after school?" Ms. Collins questions.
Everyone quieted down in an instant. Kendall could be considered a jock, but that didn't really mean he didn't care about school. In fact, the blonde had been trying a lot harder after he heard he'd need good grades in order to get a hockey scholarship. And in order to get the scholarship, Kendall would need to stay on the team which would require not flunking out of every class.
"God, I am so not ready for the test this Friday..." Kendall muttered, pinching the bride of his nose.
"You'll do fine," Camille whispers from behind him.
No I won't, I'll fail and become a huge disappointment to my parents and everyone else, Kendall thinks as he begins to copy down notes from the board.
"I'll stand, forever and ever; and maybe on day we'll be together..." Kendall sung under his breath as he walks to the gym. It was pouring outside so they'd be playing dodge ball. Kendall wasn't necessarily bad at it, but he'd rather play a good ol' game of indoor roller hockey. "Now if only, you could see me for the way that I see you, now if only, you could see me for the way that I see you."
"Hey, Kendall," Ms. Wainwright greets.
"Ms. Wainwright?" Kendall crosses his arms. "You're the drama club teacher; what are you doing here." He added quickly, "Not that I'm not excited to see you and all."
"Thank you, Kendall," Ms. Wainwright says with an amused smile. "But Mr. Johnson got the flu and there were no other replacements."
Kendall frowned. "Is he feeling okay?"
"No; I mean, yes; he's recovering."
"Phew, that's relief." Kendall joked, "I'd hate to lose the best hockey coach in Minnesota Wild history."
Ms. Wainwright laughed. "Okay, Kendall; you want to be one of the captains?"
"Sure, who's the other one?"
"Logan."
Kendall threw his arms up. "Of course, why not!"
"What's wrong with Logan?"
"It's just, he hates me and I've been trying to make him not; if I beat, Logan at dodge ball he'll just hate me more!"
Ms. Wainwright gently touches his shoulder. "I'm sure he doesn't hate you."
You wanna bet on it?
"Fine, but if this makes it worst, it's on your conscience."
"Alright, go get changed and then we'll get started." She said.
Kendall nodded and sprinted into the boy's locker room. He hastily changed into the gray T-shirt and red shorts (1) before re-entering the gym.
"Everyone, Kendall and Logan will be the team captains; line up against the back wall please," Ms. Wainwright instructed.
After they did as told, Logan and Kendall chose people for out teams. "You can go first if you want," Kendall said to him.
Logan shrugs and takes a small step forward. "Camille," He says. She smiles and half ran, half walked to the brunette's side.
"Jenifer," Kendall says.
"Which one?" All three ask in unison.
Kendall thinks about this for a moment. The brunette always acts like a freak without the other two and the curly haired one wasn't very sporty... "Blonde Jenifer."
She rolls her eyes and forces herself to Kendall's side. "Tad," Logan exclaims, and the guy who Kendall believes looks exactly like Kevin Schmidt (2); goes over to Logan.
"James," Kendall called.
It when on like this until the teams were evened out. Ms. Wainwright set a line of dodge balls on the dividing line of the gym. "Ready?" She asks stepping back. "...GO!"
It was hard not to hit Logan. Kendall was trying his best not to, but since the shorter boy kept trying to hit the blonde, it made it hard to hit anyone else. Kendall would have shouted, 'get out of the way,' but then his teammates would yell at him for being such an idiot...which he was at times.
"What are you doing?" Wayne-Wayne snapped skidding over to Kendall. "Don't you want to win?"
"Of course!" Kendall exclaimed, ducking.
"Then try to hit someone!" Wayne-Wayne moved away to help Jett.
Or...Right when Logan threw another dodge ball, Kendall stepped in front of it. "Aw, oops; guess I'm out, sorry guys," he said with a shrug. Eventually Logan got out too. He sat a few feet away from Kendall.
"Sorry you got out," Kendall says.
Logan crossed his arms. "At least I was trying."
"You were doing pretty well."
"Hey, your girlfriend just got out; maybe you should go talk to her," Logan points out.
"Logan..."
"What?" Logan snapped.
"...Nevermind..." Kendall stands up and walks over to Jo. He was going to tell Logan that he and Jo had broken up about a month ago; but then again, why would Logan care?
"What's wrong?" Jo asks as she ties her hair into a ponytail.
"It's just, Logan he..." Kendall shook his head and they both slide down into a sitting position. "I don't know what I did wrong..."
"You didn't do anything."
"Then why does he hate me!" Kendall counters.
Jo frowned. "Maybe you two should see the guidance counselor."
"No one sees the guidance counselor," the blonde boy responded half jokingly.
"Well, maybe you two should," Jo says softly. "At least think about it; you and Logan had something special, I was disappointed to see it end." She reaches over and gives his knee a friendly squeeze before getting up to talk to Camille.
Kendall's gaze travels to Logan who is sitting alone, watching his remaining team members. "I hate Mondays..." Kendall murmurs.
That was probably really bad, right?
Oh well...you guys want me to continue?
(1) I have to wear a gym uniform like this and I absolutly hate it!
(2) A few people thought the guy who played Tad (from "BTbeach party") was Kevin Schmidt
