Almost Said It

James P.O.V.

You would think that being at a college, people would be a little more mature. But as I stepped onto campus, I could already tell at first glance that half of the people here obviously hadn't matured after high school.

But to say I felt out of place would be an understatement. I watched as everyone walked around, going to all of these different booths. I wanted to just ask someone, but the sudden bundle of nerve that I felt in my stomach was kind of stopping me from doing anything.

'I guess this is the downside of showing up a couple weeks into the semester.' I thought to myself.

"I take it your new here."

I turned around to see a blonde girl that was a little shorter than me standing there.

"It's that obvious huh?" I asked, feeling my nerves go away slightly at the warm smile that she was giving me.

"Pretty much." She giggled, causing a small smile to appear on my face at how cute her giggle was. "My name's Jo. And you are?" She asked, holding out her hand for me to shake.

"Nice to meet you Jo. I'm James." I said, shaking her hand in the process.

"Well James, welcome to University of Minnesota!"

"Thanks. So… what's going on here?" I asked, gesturing to the many booths that were set up.

"Well, this kind of a way for the different clubs here to recruit new members. Think of it as kind of a Club Fair."

As I looked back over at the excessive number booths, I could make out a couple of clubs such as Debate, Volleyball and Lacrosse.

"Wow… that's alot of clubs." I said, just noticing how pretty much the entire part of campus that I could see was filled with booths.

"You don't get to be one of the top college's in Minnesota without a good amount of clubs. Besides, they keep it from getting too boring here."

I nodded my head, even though I had no interest in joining anything. I know my mom said that she had a good feeling that we'd be staying here, but I still didn't want to get my hopes up.

"So, what are you interested in?" She asked, snapping me out of my thoughts in the process.

"Um… mostly music. And a little hockey." I admitted, not sure where she was going with this.

"Perfect! We have a hockey team, as well as a glee club. We also have a few music classes, which I'm sure you're enrolled in." She said, although it came out more as a question.

"Yep, I noticed it on my schedule." I said, handing her my schedule.

"Awesome! Looks like I have a couple of classes with you. But you should know that there are no classes today."

"What? Why not?" I asked curiously.

"This fair last pretty much all day so classes are cancelled." She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which, in retrospect, I probably should've been able to piece together.

"Well I guess I brought this for nothing" I muttered, motioning to my backpack.

"Pretty much." She teased.

"Well it was nice meeting you, but I'm going to ditch my backpack before I draw anymore attention to myself ." I said, noticing a couple of people giving me weird looks.

"It was nice meeting you too! I'll see you later." She said, sending me one last smile before heading off into the fair.

I put my backpack behind me, trying to hide it as much as possible, before going to head for my car. But as soon as I turned around, I collided with someone, causing me to fall to the ground.

In that moment, I was thankful for my backpack because it seriously broke my fall.

"I'm so sorry dude! I wasn't watching where I was going!" I heard him say.

As I felt him grab my arm to help me up, I opened my eyes and was met with a pair of emerald green eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked, guilt written all over his face.

"Yeah, I'm alright. My backpack broke my fall." I said, giving him a small smile to assure him that I was okay.

"Alright, as long as you're okay. Again, I'm really sorry. And I would ask why you have a backpack but I really have to go." He said before running off.

"Well that was weird…" I said to myself before heading to my car before anyone else noticed my backpack.

Kendall P.O.V.

"Where are they?" I asked myself, as I barely made it to the coffee shop on time.

I had called Carlos and Logan to meet me at the coffee shop on campus, but I was starting to think that they weren't going to show. I had decided to tell them about my past because what Logan said really hit me. They were supposed to best friends, and keeping them in the dark about my past wasn't right.

And while I was worried that they would judge me about it, I knew that if they were really my friends, then they would understand. Or at least try to.

When I heard the ringing of the bells on the door, I looked up and felt a little bit of relief at the sight of Carlos and Logan.

"I was starting to think that you wouldn't show." I said when they finally made it over to me.

"What kind of friends would we be if we didn't show up?" Carlos said, giving me a warm smile. Logan on the other hand, was giving me a not-so-friendly look.

"Look guys, I know that I've been pretty secretive. And I know that it's not fair to keep you in the dark about my past."

I noticed Logan's gaze start to soften a little at my words while Carlos just looked intrigued.

"No, I was wrong Kendall. I should've respected your decision to not tell us. I mean, I'm sure that there's a reason." Logan said, guilt laced in his voice.

"It's okay Logan. Now do you guys want me to tell you or not?" I asked, chuckling a little when they looked at each other then immediately nodded their heads.

I let out a sigh, preparing myself for any possible reaction they might have.

"Well, it all started when…"


Done! I know, I'm so mean for leaving it there! But I think it's a little soon to reveal Kendall's past. But I promise you will find out soon! So I'm pretty sure you all know who James ran into, and he's already met Jo, but I want to know who you all want James to officially meet next. Kendall? Logan? Carlos? Or even Jett? Let me know in a review! And please let me know your thoughts on this chapter as well and check out my other update for my story 'Complicated Love' that I've posted! Until next time!

-Epically Obsessed