Hola fellow fictioners. The first chapter didnt get much... anything.. therefore you get a second chapter within less than 24 hours~ you're welcome. However, thank you to hwoodward for favoriting! :)

So, last night I went on a Kucy reading spree, and the first story I read was called 'Hey, Lucy' by Lady Cookie-Monster. Literally one of the most moving stories I have read recently, so I suggest you all go check it out :) It made me cry, and although it may not take a lot for me to cry, it takes a really, REALLY talented writer to make one of their stories make me cry. So go check it out! I'll leave a link at the end.

Well this chapter, I'm not a huge fan of, there's not much fluff.. it's more just a random shit piece that I threw together. So sorry for boring you; but you get to see Lucys acting skills! :)

Onward~

-Lucy POV-

I woke up to the sound of sizzling and God knows what smelled so good. I inhaled deeply and smiled, remembering Knedall was here. I sat up rubbing my eyes and looked at my alarm clock; 9:52. Alright, I can live with that. Reluctantly, I threw my blanker off of me and stood up from my bed, stretching and cracking my back. I groaned and walked into the kitchen to see a 6"1 blonde boy standing over the stovetop, humming.

"Morning sunshine." He didnt even turn around to look at me when he said that.

"So not sunshiney. What are you doing?"

"Making your favorite."

"Why..?"

"Because I ca-" He turned his head to look at me for the first time this morning and his jaw dropped, "What the hell are you wearing?"

My eyes widened in realization but I quickly blinked it away, "I dont like wearing pants."

He pressed his lips into a tight smile, trying to contain his laugh as his eyes scanned over me.

"Well I'm so sorry that someone had to show up here at 4:30 this morning throwing rocks at my head, and never gave me a chance to find a pair of pants!" I huffed, crossing my arms across my chest.

"So you normally walk around your apartment in a superman tank top and... thong?" He finally laughed and turned his attention back to the stovetop.

"Why yes I do. Problem?"

"Nope, I'm just positive James'll have a field day with this one." He looked at me and winked.

My jaw nearly hit the floor. "You wouldnt dare."

"I dont have to."

"Kendall-"

"Smile!" He turned around holding his phone and snapped a picture before I had time to blink.

"KENDALL!" I shrieked, jumping towards him in an attempt to get the phone away from him.

He held the phone above his head, smirking. "Yes?"

I backed off, folding my arms back over my chest. "I hate you."

It didnt even phase him, "No pancakes for you then."

"..Chocolate chip?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"...Im gonna go find pants.."

"You do that Luce."

I turned around to walk away but quickly covered my butt with my hands, "STOP STARING KENDALL!"

He just laughed as I made my way back into my room to sort through my drawers until I found a black pair of soffee shorts. I was making my way back into the kitchen when I heard a crash.

"Kendall?" I walked quickly out of my room into the kitchen.

"Lucy?"

"What happened?" I sighed, Kendall was standing dumbfounded with a glass in his hand, surrounded by shards of glass around him, clearly broken glasses, considering the cabinet door was open.

"I'm so sorry."

"What did you do?" I laughed and began picking up glass shards.

"I went to get a glass for orange juice and slipped, and knocked some glasses out of the cabinet.."

With my head still facing the floor, I smiled, getting an idea, before looking up at Kendall with wide eyes. "What," I frowned. "My grandma gave me these glasses, Kendall! They've been in my family for generations - made by hand of course, my great, great, great, great, great, great, GREAT grandfather Timothy made these. They're fucking family heirlooms and you just go around breaking them? What kind of a friend does that!"

"Luce, I didn-"

"It doesnt matter that you didnt know! My ancestors were poor as shit! When my great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather Timothy made these, he didnt have a penny to his name - he made the glasses instead of buying food for his family because he wanted his childrens children to have something of Stone history!"

Kendall just stood there, open mouthed, not saying anything, until I smiled at him and went back to picking up glass shards.

"You.."

"Me." I looked up at him, holding in a laugh.

"Lucia Marie you are perfect."

I stopped picking up glass and looked at him like he had 4 heads, "How the hell do you figure that?"

"You can sing, you can play guitar like an angel, you look like an angel, and now you can act? What the hell is this?" He smiled, bending down to help pick up glass.

I looked away, hiding my blush. Wait, why am I blushing? It's just Kendall. Like, my best friend/brother/best thing that ever happened to me Kendall. Oh this is weird.. but then again, I never get compliments, so that's gotta be it! Did I ever blush when Ryan complimented me...? Oh... I guess I didnt... oh well this doesnt mean anything. He just said I was perfect and look like an angel, its gotta be natural to blush!

"I try." I smiled, looking back at Kendall.

"I bet you do." He laughed back at me, putting shards in the trash can.

"Ah, shit, ow." I pulled my hand back from dropping the remainder of glass in the trash can.

"What now?" Kendall turned around and grabbed my hand, looking at it.

"Glass.."

"Doctor Hockey to the rescue!" He grinned, jumping at any chance to help. He pulled me over to the sink and ran my hand under the water, carefully pulled out the shard of glass, ran my hand under water again, (which burned, I may add) then ran off towards the bathroom, mumbling something about neosporin and band-aids... when he came back, he was laughing looking at the box he held in his hand.

"Marvel hero band-aids, Luce?"

"I love me some super heroes." I grinned and held out my hand to Kendall, as he put a Hulk band-aid over the cut on my palm. "Thank you, Doctor hockey." I winked and walked over to the table and sat down.

"Oh shut up, I just saved your life." He mumbled, setting a plate in front of me and then a plate across from me as he sat down.

"Yes, maybe if the glass had been in my throat and not my hand."

"Just face it, you owe me."

"Kiss it first." I held out my hand, and Kendall rolled his eyes at me before grabbing my hand and gently kissing my palm.

"Your palms are sweaty." He laughed, taking a bite of pancake.

"Well damn, I wonder why? Oh, probably because Doctor hockey acted like he wanted to operate on my hand with a butter knife to make sure there werent any left over glass particles in my hand!"

"Nah, I'll leave the operating to Logan."

"You better." I smiled and looked down at my plate. "What are we eating?"

"Chocolate chip pancakes with a side of turkey-tofu bacon, orange juice, and tell-Kendall-what-happened-with-Ryan-last-night." He smiled cutely as he said the last part.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to that." I smirked, biting into a piece of bacon. "This is vegeterian friendly, right?"

"Of course it is, Luce. But dont change the subject - you need to tell me what happened, you can't avoid it forever."

"I know.."

"So when we're done, you're talking whether you like it or not."

I grabbed a pancake with the end of my fork and jammed it whole into my mouth. "Fine." I mumbled, trying not to spit pancake at Kendall.

"You're so graceful and lady-like." He laughed, and gave me a knowing look. "Thank you."

I looked away from him and frowned, This is so not a good idea...

ALRIGHT. Again, minor changes from what I originally wanted, but I'm just too lazy to type exactly what I wrote in my ! Chapter 2 is done, and like I said, I will be updating my other stories if I can and have the will power to. I didnt listen to anything that inspired this chapter, just 'Hey Lucy' by Skillet. It's a suuuuper amazing song, and I may just do a one-shot to it :)

Anyways, thank you for reading! Now, review, review, review! :)

~XXLexi.

('Hey, Lucy' by Lady Cookie-Monster: www . fanfiction s/8328666/1/ )