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Here's the first chapter :)
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The next morning, I woke up around 10 and decided to go explore the campus. Kiara left a note on our whiteboard saying she was at the cafe, eating breakfast. I decided to head there first.
She was sitting with Kenyon, eating a donut and drinking coffee.
"Hi Lucy!" She called when she finally spotted me. I waved and walked over.
"Hi Kenyon, Kiara," I smiled.
"Go get some breakfast and sit with us!" Kenyon smiled.
I walked up to the counter and got a piece of coffee cake and a carton of milk and walked over to the girls. "So what are you guys doing today?" I asked them.
"Well, since class doesn't start for another week, I figured I would go into the city and look around, to see what to do!" Kenyon suggested. "I'm in a Mexican mood."
I laughed a little, nodding. "Mexican always sounds good to me."
"What's San Francisco like?" Kiara asked. "I'm very curious."
"Well, you know. The Golden Gate bridge, those cool street trolleys, lots of publicity," I said, "And I live a block away from where the 'Tanner House' is located from Full House." That was always cool.
"I love that show! I grew up watching it," Kiara smiled. "What about your family?"
"Well I lived with my mom but-"
I was cut off by Charlie walking up to our table. "Hey guys!"
I smiled, "Hi Charlie!"
"Hey guys! Wanna go shopping?"
"Sounds good!"
After the long day of shopping, I returned to the dorm with a few new outfits, but exhausted.
"I talked to Kevin, and we can get into that club! So then I asked those three when you were trying stuff on and they're going with!" She said excitedly.
"Sweet! I'm going to nap," I laughed.
Kiara woke me up around 6 and said we were leaving at 7:30.
I showered quickly and blow dried my hair, and then curled it. I put on a sparkly purple one-shoulder shirt and a pair of jean shorts. I topped it off with 5-inch silver sparkly heels.
"You look awesome," Kiara was sitting on the bed, and Kenyon, Jensen, and Charlie just showed up at the door.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go meet some hot boys!" Kiara threw her arms up in the air.
We all piled into my car, because I was most accustomed to driving in the city, and Kiara GPSed how to get there. It was an hour long drive with all of the traffic we ran into.
When we got there, we were let right in, and the place was dark and the music was extremely loud. There was lights going everywhere.
Kiara was in front of us all, looking for her boyfriend through all of the people. We finally walked up some stairs and she threw her arms up in the air and screamed.
Kevin, I assumed, ran up to her and picked her up in a hug, before placing a long kiss on her lips.
I scanned the upstairs, it was quieter and darker, like they were trying to hide. Her boyfriend was on a soap opera but who watches soap operas and goes clubbing?
"Kevin, this is Lucy, my roommate," Kiara smiled at me, and he shook my hand. "And these are the girls next door, Jensen, Kenyon, and Charlie."
"It's nice to meet you all, I'm Kevin," He smiled at all of us, and then led us to a giant booth table where four guys sat. "These are the guys I brought," He smirked to Kiara, "This is James."
James was a naturally pretty guy. His eyes had thick eyelashes which made it look like he wore eyeliner, but he obviously didn't. He smelled of Hollister, and his brown, shaggy hair formed around his head perfectly.
We all introduced ourselves, shaking his hand.
"This is Carlos," Kevin pointed to a small Latino boy with a big smile on his face. His eyes were a deep brown and his teeth were perfectly white. His hair was not very long, but straight and was tossed around his head. He gave us a wave as we introduced ourselves to him.
"This is Logan," He pointed to a pale boy with spiky brown hair. His eyes were a chocolate brown and he also had a gorgeous smile.
"And this is my baby brother, Kendall," Kevin ruffled up his blonde, shaggy hair. It went just long enough to cover up his eyebrows but left his golden green eyes uncovered. He was average skin colored, not too tan, not too pale, and smiled with his mouth closed. He wore a Train shirt, which froze me. I stood staring at it before people started to notice.
"Lucy, are you alright?" Kiara put her hand on my shoulder.
I slowly shook my head, not taking my eyes off Kendall's shirt. All of the memories were flooding back to me. I felt my bottom lip quiver, and that's when I knew I had to get out of there. I slipped off my shoes and ran, down the stairs and into the bathroom.
I let all of my tears out. I stood in front of the bathroom sink, crying my eyes out, until the 4 girls came in, worried.
"Lucy, what's going on? You stared at Kendall like he was a ghost," Kiara was the first to speak up.
"It's my father," I said quietly
"What?" Charlie asked, clearly confused as the others were.
"My dad is Pat Monahan, the lead singer of Train. I never really get to see him," I started crying harder, ripping down paper towels and drying off my eyes.
The four girls stood staring at me.
"Yes?" I asked, slightly amused at the view I had.
"Your dad is Pat Monahan!" Jensen asked.
"Yeah, I just said that," I laughed a little.
"Do you love your dad?" Kiara asked.
"Of course I do. He's my father, that's ridiculous," I shrugged.
"How often do you see him?" Charlie asked, and Kenyon nudged her. "What?"
I laughed at them, "Like twice a month, maybe."
"Wow," Kenyon said.
I shrugged, "Sorry for that guys. I've spent my whole life avoiding this subject and it ended up right there, staring me in the face."
"It's okay," Kiara said, "Kendall was really worried."
I smiled a little and fixed my makeup as best as I could, and put my shoes on, and followed them back upstairs.
Everyone stared at me while we sat down, and I happened to sit right beside Kendall.
"Are you okay?" He asked me, his pretty eyes filled with concern.
I looked back down at his shirt and closed my eyes again, and Kiara put her hand on my shoulder.
"Lucy just had a family member issue," Kiara explained for me.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Kendall frowned. "That's kinda a downer on the night, isn't it?"
I shrugged, "A little."
"You look like you're in a lot of pain, though, Lucy," Logan pointed out. Thank you, Logan.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "It's Kendall's shirt."
Kendall grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it out so he, and everyone else could see it.
"Train? Don't like them?" Carlos asked.
I swallowed hard, "Pat Monahan is my dad."
"Wow, that's awesome. Why is that bad?" Kendall said.
"I never get to see him. He's been in Train ever since I was like 2, and they became famous as I was growing up. I get to see him like 3 times a month now."
All of the boys looked at me sadly, "That's awful."
I smiled at their sympathy, "Thanks guys."
Kendall engulfed me in a hug and I hugged him right back, surprised.
It didn't take me long to forget about that and Kendall and I were on the dance floor.
We were dancing to the music and Kendall couldn't keep his hands off of me. I did not complain, the boy had moves and he was smoking hot.
I smiled up at Kendall before I took off to the DJ and requested, 'Marry Me' by Train.
When he put it on, Kendall gave me a questioning look, "I thought you got sad."
"I love my father's music," I smiled, as we started to slow dance and he sung into my hair.
"You're beautiful," He whispered.
I smiled up at him. "Thank you."
He placed a soft kiss on my forehead and he looked up. I reached up to his shoulders in my heels and he leaned down a little to kiss me softly on the lips.
"Kendall," I whispered.
"Yes?" He smiled.
"My father proposed to my mother with this song," I smiled up at him.
"Really? That's sweet," He smiled.
"I know. They met in a cafe," I referred to the lyrics. "I was so happy when they finally put this on a CD."
"It's been awhile, huh?" He joked.
"Yeah, no kidding," I laughed a little, laying my head on his shoulder.
"I really like you," He whispered in my ear.
"Really?" I smiled.
"Yeah. I've known you for like 4 hours, and it crazy how much we already have in common," He smiled.
"It's 12?" I exclaimed, looking at his watch. 12:36.
"Yeah, it's pretty late," He said.
"Ahh, shit, I have like a hour and a half drive, I better get the girls," I said, looking around for them. I couldn't see them anywhere.
"They're all gone," Kendall laughed, "They left at 12."
"With the boys?" I asked.
"Yeah. You can come to my place if you want. It's just a couple blocks away."
I followed him to my car, and followed him in his nice, black Mustang to his house.
It was so nice. It was a big tan house with about 3 stories and a gate around the outside. The roof was brown and it was filled with windows.
"Kendall, this place is huge," I followed him into his garage, where he smiled back at me.
"I share it with Kenneth," He smiled.
"Wait, what?" I asked. His brother was here.
"He's in Kansas, no worries," He waved his hand.
I followed him inside, looking around.
He had music posters framed all over the house.
"I'm kind of a music junkie," He said, giving a small laugh and scratching his neck.
"I'll have to tell my dad my new guy has a poster of him on his wall," I laughed, pointing at the picture.
"Your new guy?"
Shit. Now I knew this was just for sex.
"I better go," I turned around to leave, almost out the door.
"Lucy, I didn't bring you here for sex," He said, chasing me.
"Yeah, whatever," I grumbled, opening my car door. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I can't believe I fell for his act, he's famous. He can get any girl he wants in his pants and he wouldn't choose me to have a relationship with.
"Lucy, I really like you. I brought you back here to get to know more about you. I would really like to try to have a relationship with you," He said, his eyes full of worry, concern.
"Really?" I asked, shutting my car door.
"I know I've known you for less than 12 hours, but I feel something, I do," He said, with a small smile.
"I do too, Kendall," I said, "Sorry for that."
"Sorry for making you feel like a one night stand," He shrugged, letting me inside.
"Can we make it a sleepover?" I asked.
"Heck yeah!" He grinned.
Soon after, we were sitting on an air mattress on his living room floor, watching The Other Guys and eating popcorn.
"I freaking love this movie," I smiled at him, shoving popcorn into my mouth. I had changed into a pair of his basketball shorts and a t-shirt to be more comfortable.
He nodded in agreement, before taking a drink of his beer.
"You're only 20, mister," I said, grabbing it out of his hands and taking a drink of it myself.
"You're 19!" He exclaimed, laughing, grabbing it back.
"And I've never tasted beer," I said sarcastically.
"Alcoholic," He mumbled.
"Me?" I exclaimed, shoving him slightly.
"You're cute," He grinned at me.
I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss.
"Kendall?" I asked.
"Yes?" He smiled at me as I turned onto my back, watching the movie upside down.
"It's much cooler this way," I giggled.
He grinned at me, copying me.
"You're rather strange, do you know that?" He asked, grinning.
"Of course I do," I smiled.
Okay, I know Pat Monahan from Train does not have a daughter, but that's why she's an OC. It just seemed to fit really well :)
