Chapter Six: Reunited.
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Friday night. Seven o'clock.
*Kendall's POV*
I sighed. Jo was next to me as we walked up the steps to my high school. She was wearing nice jeans and a nice shirt. I was wearing jeans and a button up shirt.
I opened the door for her and we walked inside. It was quiet and everyone was mingling. I spotted Logan and James immediately. They were talking. They spotted me and we met halfway.
Jo hugged them both and I nodded at them. We all hadn't spoken since the principal's office and we hadn't been friends since we were eighteen.
Twelve years I had gone without my friends. I still called them friends. They were the best, but now, we were awkward adults.
"How are you, Kendall?" Logan asked.
"Fine, you?" I asked.
"Fine."
"James?" I asked, being polite.
"I'm fine." He nodded.
"I'm gonna go use the bathroom." Jo said and walked away. She would leave me here with them alone.
"I'm sorry," I blurted. They looked at me strangely. Carlos came up to us before I could explain myself.
"Hey," He said.
"Kendall?!" Logan stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Wh- explain, please!" James said.
"I said I was sorry." I said, defensively.
"Dude?" Carlos stared at me.
"We're thirty, not twenty one." I growled at him. He held his hands up in surrender.
"I'm the one who should be sorry." Carlos mumbled.
"Yeah, you should! Not Kendall!" James said, angry.
"Hey, hey," Carlos glared at him.
"Not here!" Logan hissed.
"Oh, look here comes Logan the saver." Carlos rolled his eyes.
"Carlos, swallow you're damn pride. You're the reason we aren't friends!" James glared at him.
*Flashback*
We were sitting on the orange couch. Twelve years ago.
"So, Big Time Rush is over," James sighed. We were all emotionless.
"What do we do, now?!" Logan asked.
"Well, we could go home." Carlos said.
"We may as well just stay here. We have an apartment here. We can get jobs and live together." I offered. Carlos snorted.
"Yeah, live here the rest of my life." He said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, it's practical!" Logan shrugged. "We're all friends, we get along."
"No, I'm going home." Carlos said.
"So, you're leaving behind a friendship because the band's over?" James asked.
"Well, I mean, we're dead!"
"You've known us since kindergarden and you're just leaving because we've closed the Big Time Rush chapter in our life?!" I asked.
"Screw you guys," Carlos said and left for his room. Logan, James, and I were crying. Logan ran out of the apartment. James ran to his room. And I was the last person to ever sit on the neon, orange couch ever again.
*Flashback Over*
We were all four silent. I smiled to myself. I started tapping my foot to Boyfriend. Logan began humming it. James began singing it. Carlos harmonized with him. Logan and I joined in.
It felt like old times. Being a boy band and getting to spend every amazing moment in our life with each other.
We laughed as soon as we finished the song.
"Guys, I miss you all." Logan said. Our smiled faded.
"I do, too," I said.
"Me three," James said.
"I miss it the most." Carlos said. "And, I'm sorry." He added.
We all group hugged. We hugged for minutes. It felt so good to hug them again.
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