[CH: 002]
[3rd Person POV] (Day 2)
"Morning Loges," Carlos greets his leader, arriving right on time.
"Finally you're here, Ms. Kelly bought us breakfast again," Logan sighs, pointing at the large plastic bag on one corner of the canopy. "Free food," Camille rushes into the canopy, snatching one of the wares as her other two female friends sleepily waltz to where she was.
"Looks like it might rain today," Jett says, staring up at the cloudy sky, munching on the breakfast Ms. Kelly bought for them.
"That just means we won't have to worry about heat strokes," Logan answers, seeing Kendall limp to where they were, his heart immediately starts racing.
Though he has a major crush on Kendall… He knows his short friend, Carlos, has an even bigger crush on Kendall than he does.
"How can we help you?" Logan asks the rugby star as he flashes a small smile at Logan, revealing those pearly teeth. "I uh… My right foot cramped up while practicing yesterday and it kind of hurts right now… Anything you could do about that?" Kendall asks, Logan nods in response.
"At what time does your practice starts?" Logan asks as Carlos turns towards them, his cheeks blaring red as he makes eye contact with the green-eyed Adonis, who winks back at him with a small smirk.
"Around 9 AM," Kendall answers, his eyes still fixated on the short boy. "Ah, right. Carlos," Logan purposefully calls Carlos over, the shorter boy shot up upon hearing his name. "Yes sir," He marches straight up to Logan, something Kendall found adorably amusing.
Logan rolls his eye, "Keep an eye on Kendall while I go get the kits, and the ice box," Logan instructs Carlos, who's cheeks burn red.
"You're doing this on purpose," Carlos hisses into Logan's ears, who nods in response. "You bet I am," He grins before leaving the two.
"So uh…" Carlos awkwardly looks at Kendall, then around the tent, watching the rest of his teammates eat breakfast. "Can I… sit down anywhere?" Kendall asks curiously, mapping out mentally where patients might lay down during treatment.
"Oh! Oh, right. Silly me. C'mon," Carlos' cheeks burn bright red as he led Kendall and helped the boy sit down. "So… How long've you been doing this whole… paramedic thing?" Kendall asks, wanting to know more about this short boy.
The same 'short boy' that's been on his mind for a very long time now.
"I started with Logan so… About 4 years now," Carlos answers with a small smile, remembering how he, along with Logan and Camille, applied to join the paramedics team during their first year in PalmWoods High.
Practically everyone told Carlos he had potential to be a great rugby player but… God knows he doesn't want to be separated from his best friend.
"W-What about you? How long have you been playing rugby?" Carlos curiously asks. Although Kendall's a star winger, Carlos is curious as to how he's a lot thinner compared to the others. He's small compared to the rest of the wingers…
"Oh, I started just 2 years ago. James forced me in actually… I didn't even know I had a knack for rugby," Kendall answers with a dimpled smile. A smile that had Carlos' heart racing.
Both of them sat there silently after, enjoying each other's company, looking at the sun rising, the bleachers slowly filling in and the field growing more and more crowded.
About 2 minutes later…
Carlos feels a hand on top of his own, on the grass.
He looks down and sees Kendall's right palm on top of his left palm.
"Uh…" Carlos quietly huffs, marveling at how rough Kendall's hand was… Wishing so badly he could hold it.
"Your hand's so soft," Kendall smiles widely, looking deep into Carlos' eyes, amazed at how beautiful they looked with the sun's light shining into them.
Carlos, on the other hand, was lost in Kendall's beautiful green eyes as the rays of the sun showered them.
Carlos knew he had to stop this, because if he doesn't… He'd do something he'd regret.
He quickly pulls his hand away, causing Kendall to tumble backwards, hitting Logan's leg as the boy passes behind the two.
Carlos, with pink cheeks, immediately stood up and sped towards the school's toilets.
"Um… what happened?" Logan asks, crouching down and kneeling next to Kendall, opening the ice-filled box with ice-packs buried underneath all the… ice.
"Nothing," Kendall answers somewhat sadly. 'Why the hell did I do that…' Kendall thinks, worried that he might've just screwed up whatever chance he had with the short angel.