Hey, here's the next chapter. Thank you to squoctobird for the review. And yeah, MSI is awesome :)

KENDALL

"H-how did you know that?" I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat.

Chrissie sighs. "Come with me," she says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me up to the third floor of the Palm Woods. She brings me into apartment 3K, and I realize that this must be her apartment. It's pretty big, about the same size as 2J, if not bigger. Maybe she has a big family. Oh, her family…

"Is your family home? I don't want to talk about this where anyone might hear," I say. I can't risk anyone knowing about this.

"I live here alone. My parents kicked me out… Well, I kinda just left actually. Um, like, somewhere in between. We all kinda just came to an agreement that I should leave," she explains.

"Oh, I-I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. I don't miss them. I've been gone for two days, and I already feel so much less suffocated. I don't miss them, at all," she tells me. I kind of find this hard to believe, but before I can question further, she begins to talk to me about, the previous situation.

"So, to answer your previous question, I have a really good sense of these things. Plus I have a really good gaydar too. That dude who plays the guitar and always has chicks around him; totally gay."

"Guitar Dude is gay?" I ask in disbelief.

"Totally," she concludes. "So, how long have you liked him for?"

"Um, well it started out as a crush in 6th grade…"

"Holy shiiiiit! You've got it baaaaaad!" she teases.

"I know I do. I am so in love with him I don't even know what to do anymore. It's hard to be around him because I just want to kiss him, and hold him. But I can't. He'd never like me. Besides, he's totally straight," I say, and I can't believe I just told this all to someone I barely know.

She raises an eyebrow at me, but quickly lowers it. "Do you want me to help you? I'm really good at this kind of stuff."

"I don't know…"

"How about this? I'll make a plan, and once I have it down, you can tell me if you want to do it or not. Okay?"

"Sounds good." She smiles at me, and I smile back, before her phone rings loudly.

*PICK UP THE PHONE FUCKER!*

"Hello?"

"CHRISSIE WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I'M STRANDED AT THE AIRPORT RIGHT NOW!" the person on the other line screams so loudly that Chrissie has to pull the phone away from her ear, and I can hear her clearly while standing about three feet away.

When the person on the phone stops screeching, she puts the phone back to her ear. "Shit! Leigh, I'm so sorry! Fuck! I'll be there as soon as I can!" she says, hanging up. She turns to me.

"Kendall… do you have a car I can use?"

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I'm sitting in the airport drive up- thingy in the car, waiting for Chrissie to return with her friend, who is coming up to live with her. Chrissie walks out of the airport holding a little girl, and walking with a girl who looks like an older version of the little girl, holding a bunch of suitcases. They throw the suitcases in the trunk and Chrissie buckles up a baby seat, before putting in the little girl.

"Kendall, this is Leigh-Anna Alexander, my best friend, and this is her little sister, Mae," Chrissie says, taking a seat in the passenger seat, and Leigh crawling into the back seat.

"Nice to meet you, Kendall. Mae, be polite," Leigh says, holding out her hand for me to shake.

"Hello mister! Thank you for picking us up!" The little girl says.

I look at her and smile. "No problem," I say. I look at Leigh and finally shake her hand. "It's nice to meet both of you." Leigh smiles at me, showing perfectly straight, white teeth. She has light brown hair that is wavy-curly, and goes down just past her shoulders. She has really blue eyes that are extremely bright, and have specks of purple in them. Her skin is pretty tan, which contrasts a lot with the white-pale skin of Chrissie. Their styles contrast a lot too; Leigh's being more colorful and preppy. I wonder if their personality contrast this much, too.

"Chrissie! You need color! You can borrow my crayons!" Mae yells, referring to the absence of color in Chrissie's outfit, which is composed or black shorts and a grey long sleeve.

"Thanks, Mae. Maybe we can decorate my new shoes with crayons later," she says, laughing. The rest of the way back we sit in silence.

We walk back into the Palm Woods and bump into Carlos.

"Hey Kendall, hey Chrissie," Carlos says, his eyes stopping on Leigh and he stops talking, just stares at her wide eyed and mouth agape. Wait. How does he know Chrissie?

"We met yesterday when I first got here," Chrissie explains.

"Le-le! That boy is staring at you! You said staring is impolite!"

Leigh just ignores her, and is staring right back at Carlos. Chrissie and I snap in front of their faces.

"Hi, I'm Carlos, will you marry me?" Carlos says abruptly.

Chrissie bursts out laughing, as do I.

"Can we try a date first?"

"I'd love that."

They walk off, linking arms and beginning to get to know each other.

"Okay! I'll just bring all of your bags up to the room and make your sister lunch then," Chrissie calls after her. I laugh and grab bags to help her, when I feel a tap on my shoulder, and turn around to see Kelly.

"Kendall, you have an individual recording session, we gotta go," she says.

"Sorry, Chrissie, I gotta go," I say apologetically, and head off with Kelly, seeing Logan walk up to her and talk to her as I leave.

LOGAN

"Hey Chrissie. Did Kendall have to go record?" I ask Chrissie as I see Kendall walk away with Kelly.

"Yeah. Hey, any chance you could help me with all these bags? And possibly cooking lunch so that I don't burn down the building?"

"Sure," I laugh, picking up some of the bags off the ground.

"HI! I'M MAE ALEXANDER! NICE TO MEET YOU!" I hear a kid scream, and look down to see a girl who is probably around 5 years old standing at my feet.

"Nice to meet you too. I'm Logan," I say, before Chrissie explains that her friend and her friend's sister are living with her.

We make it up to her apartment, and she puts the bags down, and turns the TV on for Mae to watch.

"So, how long have you liked Kendall?"

"For as long as I can remember—wait! H-how?"

"It's so obvious. Well, at least to me it is. Don't worry about it though. Just vent to me, trust me, you'll feel better getting it off your chest."

Wow, I didn't really have any songs. By the way, Chrissie's ringtone is Bury Me In Black by My Chemical Romance. Great song, by the way.

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