hey babies! C: kendall here. here's chapter two. i'm pretty much loving it so far, this story is gonna drag on forever, honestly. i'm doing chapters from her perspective and his perspective from now, too. so this chapter is kendall's, and the next chapter will be bryan's, both should be up today! xo.
also; the title is from lyrics by owl city, the song is called "the saltwater room"
Early morning light shone through two sheer curtains, as a groan was heard through a mess of pink blanket, and blonde hair, striped with natural shades of red, as the piercing, high pitched "beep" of an alarm clock echoed through the room. Why me, thought Kendall as she rolled over, her blue eyes opening to greet the day, her eyes covered by her hair. Another unhappy groan could be heard as the blankets moved, getting kicked onto the ground below the bed, as a pair of thin, pale arms flew towards the alarm clock, the snooze button being pressed, forcefully. She sat up and dangled her little legs over the edge of her bed, pushing her bangs out of her face, as she looked down at the clock.
"Five forty five."
She said out loud, a small animal jumping up, setting its' paws right above her knees. She half smiled, blearily, as she reached out one of her pale, petite hands to scratch the animal, her small dog, Rocky. She just laughed as she stretched her arms over her head, a yawn escaping her throat, as lowered her arms to her sides, before smoothing her hands over her face, setting her small feet on the wooden floor below the bed, and standing up, her full five feet, two inches, tying the satin ribbon that sat on the waist of her black polka dotted shorts again, and lifting the bottom of her Gold's Gym t-shirt up, to rub her left hand along her side, as she walked toward her bathroom, flipping on the light switch inside of the door, as she sniffed, and looked at herself in the mirror, a little bit of a mess. She sighed as she grabbed her hair brush off of the counter and began to go through the tangles that had formed in her hair after a night of restless sleep, as she turned around, and walked back into her bedroom, picking up her small, white phone off of the nightstand, and pressing the talk button, her blue eyes gazing down to the screen, which announced that she had one new voice mail. She half smiled, knowing exactly who it would be, as she entered her password and pressed the device to her ear, the voice of someone she knew so well filling her ears. A man, who she thought she was insanely in love with just one short year ago. The thought of him made her smile, as she listened to his words, deciding at the last minute to take it away from her ear and put it on speaker, as she went to work on her mess of strawberry blonde hair.
"Heya, tiny. It's Scotty. I just wanted to say good luck. You're not gonna need it, you're gonna do great, but I figured it would be the nice guy thing to do. So, go be your bad ass little self in Florida today. You better call me and tell me all about it, I'll be expecting it. If you don't, I'll come all the way to Vegas and wake you up in the middle of the night to ask you myself. Well, I'm done now. Don't get hurt and don't freak out on the plane, like you usually do. Love ya, Kend."
The message, so abrupt, so silly, found it's way straight into her heart, as Scott often did. He had a way of always getting to her, as she bit her lower lip, her vision bleary. She had no idea why she still wanted to cry every time she heard his voice. It had been a year, and it was time for her to move on. It's not like he had, but still, it was time for her to make a new life, starting today. She looked into her mirror and sighed once more, as she finally pressed the red off button on her cell phone, pushing it forward on the counter, away from her. She couldn't think about him right now, she had to be at McCarran and on a plane in three hours, to be in Florida in five. She had so many bigger, better things to worry about. She knew she'd end up calling him later, and she knew that he would be happy to hear from here, but none of that mattered, she thought, as she looked into the mirror once more, blue eyes glistening happily, with the thought of what was coming for her today.
"Alright, let's get started on this ruggedness."
She smiled as she looked at her reflection once more, smoothing her hands over her face again. She knew that she needed to just stop thinking, judging from the small creases that were forming around her large eyes. She half smiled, though, and shook out her long hair. There was work to do, as she looked back up into the mirror, and it all hit her at once. Last night..the guy. She knew exactly who he was! She hit herself in the forehead, as she blinked twice, a smile forming across her naturally plump lips. Bryan Danielson, the name floated in her mind. Everyone knew who he was, but of course, she was stupid and forgot. Preoccupation is not a person's friend, as she proved last night. Relieved, she sighed, as she began to get out what she would need to make herself look good. It was a long day, and with one mystery solved, she felt like she could face it.