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JAMES POV:
I sat in silence at the table as everyone else lazily shuffled into the kitchen. I already had my plate fixed and sitting in front of me. Katie was the first, after me of course, to fix her plate and sit down. She sat at one end of the table while Mama Knight occupied the other end.
Kendall was next, and I was sure he was going to sit beside me and want to talk more about my dream. Instead, Kendall sat directly in front of me and didn't say a word. Carlos sat next to him, and Logan next to me. Everyone ate in silence for a few minutes until Katie finally spoke.
"Who died?" She questioned.
"Katie!" Mama Knight scolded at the same time as Kendall who had replied, "My relationship."
"Aww sweetie what happened?" Ms. Knight asked. She tried looking sincere for her son but we all knew how much she had hated Jo. She was most likely more ecstatic about the break up than I was.
"Things just didn't work out." Was all Kendall said. He looked down at the food in front of him and then back up directly staring at me. He held my gaze for a long time and then he smiled. I smiled back and began eating again, trying to think of something else to talk about. Logan beat me to it.
"I heard we're going to have a huge project to start on tomorrow." He said.
"Ugh!" Carlos exclaimed. "I hate Mrs. Collins!"
"Carlos!" Mama Knight scolded.
"What? I do!"
Ms. Knight rolled her eyes and began cleaning up the kitchen. Logan and Carlos took their empty plates to the sink and I stood up to do the same. I pushed my chair in and grabbed my plate. Kendall came up behind me and grabbed it from. His lips inches from my ear.
"So about that dream." He didn't even have to finish his sentence for me to stop dead in my tracks. I was not ready to talk about this. He took both our plates to the sink and disappeared into our room. I knew that was my cue for me to follow him, but I couldn't get my feet to move.
Once I got the courage to walk into the bedroom, Kendall was sitting on the edge of his bed smiling. He went to say something but was cut off by Natasha Bedingfield's Pocket Full of Sunshine. I glanced at my phone, thanking God for the sudden call.
I snatched it up quickly holding up a single finger to Kendall. "Hello?"
"James!" Trina yelled out. I had to fight back an annoyed eye roll.
"Hey Trina. How's it going?"
"I'm not in the mood James. You said you would call me and confirm our plans for tonight, last night. I never cancelled the reservations, I just assumed you were busy or something. Anyways, since I didn't cancel, and you didn't call, you're going! I'll be expecting you at six." She said hanging up.
Great, I did not feel like going out with Trina tonight. She could be very eccentric some times. I tossed my phone on my bed and glanced in Kendall's direction. He was just watching me, waiting for me to say something.
"Uhm that was Trina." I said.
"So I heard." I watched him as his face fell. I tried to figure out what he was thinking but his expression quickly changed. "So you're going out?"
I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. All of a sudden I had become nervous and shy about discussing my dates with Kendall. I used to brag about them all the time when he was with Jo, hoping that he would become jealous and make me his. He never seemed to be bothered by it till now. I studied his face some more, as he was now looking down at the floor. Was he jealous now? From everything that happened the night before and his reaction to my phone call, I'd say he was jealous. And I wasn't quite sure how I felt about it.
"You should probably get ready, it's starting to get late." Kendall said.
I glanced at the clock. I had two hours to get ready. It took James Diamond more than two hours to get ready, and that's if I was trying to impress someone. I groaned and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.
"Don't go." I turned and stared at the blonde.
"What?" I asked.
"I said walk slow." He stopped for a moment as if mentally face palming himself. "The floors wet."
"Why would the floor be, you know what never mind." I walked into the bathroom to start my pre-date rituals.
~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~BTR~
I took a deep breath preparing myself before knocking on the door for apartment 3B. I heard some shuffling around on the inside and after two minutes, the door flew open. The cute blonde stood before me smiling and batting her eyelashes.
"Ready?" I asked, flashing my most dazzling smile.
"Of course I am." She smiled. I couldn't lie. Trina looked stunning tonight. Her blonde hair hung in loose curls all the way down to her shoulder blades. Her bright green eyes were shinning in the light from the hall (I was a sucker for green eyes and blonde hair). She had on a tight, light yellow dress with matching flats and a handbag. She smiled at me again. I grabbed her hand and spun her around slowly. She giggled and when she was back to facing me she reached up on the tips of her toes and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed back lightly.
"Let's go." I said breaking the kiss.
A few minutes later, Trina and I were seated at a table by the window in one of my favorite restaurants. It was a little pricey, but since Trina's father made our reservations and paid for everything, I was not worried.
Trina was talking with the waitress about her order and trying to wiggle her way into getting an alcoholic drink. As I listened to her and the waitress argue, I glanced at the menu. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I glanced up again to make sure Trina wasn't watching me. She was still arguing with the waitress who glanced at me for help.
"Trina, maybe you should consider that the poor girl can lose her job if she gives you alcohol." I said smiling and sliding my phone from my pocket to my lap, never breaking eye contact. Trina was staring at me with her mouth agape.
"I don't care. I want alcohol." She said to me, then turning back to the waitress. "I'll be twenty-one tomorrow. Just give me some. No one's going to tell."
I tuned them out as I checked my phone.
How's the date going? –K
My heart fluttered and my face grew hot. Amazing, Kendall didn't even have to be around, just send a text and he has me blushing.
"Can you believe her? She asked to see my I.D.! Of course I'm not turning twenty-one tomorrow. Ugh, stupid bitch. James are you even listening to me? James!"
"What? Oh, well, you don't need it." I said looking up to meet Trina's stare. "Now, what are you planning on ordering?" She picked the menu up and started reading it, mumbling something about me that I paid no attention to.
Horrible. She's so annoying. Wanna catch a movie later? –J
I texted Kendall back hoping he would answer soon. I really liked him. Always had that crush on my younger, but so much cuter friend. Picking up the menu, I began glancing through all the meals. Hmm, chicken fingers and fries sounded amazing. What could I say? I was a cheap date.
The waitress came back taking our order and tried ignoring Trina's rude attitude. When the waitress walked away, Trina scoffed at me for my order and began playing with her fork and rambling on about school. Apparently, she was failing chemistry, no doubt, and she was starting to hate her best friend, Camille. I nodded my head every so often, making sure I was acknowledging her.
Soon enough, our food was set in front of us and we began eating. Trina was still talking and I was starting to become annoyed with her. I eyed my knife, if she didn't shut up soon she was going to-
My phone buzzed again breaking me from my thoughts. I eagerly opened the text.
Wouldn't miss it for the world (; -K
I smiled and put my phone back in my pocket. Tonight, was going to change everything. I hoped.
