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2:25…

Most of Mrs. Knights second grade class watched the clock in anticipation in their coats and backpacks as they waited for the end of the day bell to sound. Kids were seated on top of their desk as Jennifer sat behind hers, grading a stack of math papers.

Kendall was seated silently on his desk next to James, gently kicking his feet back and forth as he waited for the bell to ring. To be honest with himself, he really dreaded going back home, today had been one of the best days ever. He had made a new friend, and the lunch lady had even given him a free bag of potato chips with his lunch after recess because it was his first day. He didn't know what to expect when he got home, maybe his mommy would let him tell her about his day and his new friend.

"I don't know man, remember what happened last time I stayed over at your house?" Carlos said.

Kendall was pulled out of his silent musing as he caught on to the last part of Carlos' sentence.

James laughed. "Oh come on Carlitos, the cats fur eventually grew back! My mom was only mad at you for a little while, she's over it now though." He insisted.

Carlos snickered.

"What's so funny?" James asked, raising a brow.

"Bald cat." Carlos stated with a cheeky grin.

Kendall bit back a grin when he got that visual.

Blllllldddrriinngg

Mrs. Knight stood up slowly as all the kids jumped down from their desk.

"Okay class, single file line!" She ordered as they all hurried to be line leader.

Kendall stood behind Logan as they walked down the hallway, first they dropped off the bus riders as they passed by the gymnasium. Logan was a bus rider.

"See you tomorrow Logan?" Kendall said, doubt was slightly marring his face but he was good to hide it.

Logan nod and they fist bumped before departing, Kendall watched as he walked through the gym and stood in a line with the sign labeled 'Bus 11' at the lead. Mrs. Knight led them outside then, to the front of the school. Before he knew it he was being led across the street by the safety patrol, with one last look toward Mrs. Knight Kendall began walking home.

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"Kendall!"

Kendall whipped around and was greeted with the sight of Carlos and James running up to him, he had been walking for a good twenty minutes now, didn't know anybody was following him though. He curiously raised a brow as his two classmates approached him.

What on earth did they want?

James clutched at his knees as Carlos readjusted his helmet. "We were wondering if you'd like to come to James' house this weekend for our sleepover?" Carlos said, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

Kendall was speechless.

He had never been invited over to someones house before. Heck, he'd never even had friends before. Most of the kids at his old school where disgusted by the sight of him, everyone here in Minnesota was nice, it was weird! Carlos and James watched him with doubtful eyes as he pondered on the answer.

With a frown Kendall answered. "I'll have to ask my parents…"

Carlos grinned. "Well im sure they'll say yes." He said.

Kendall just nod his head doubtfully, hell would freeze over first before his dad would let him have any kind of happiness, he knew that. Together the three second graders walked down the sidewalk in silence, every now and then Carlos would kick a rock or scare a stray cat.

"So Kendall." James began.

"Hmm?" Kendall said, raising a dark blonde brow in the brunettes direction.

"How are you liking Minnesota so far?" He asked curiously.

Kendall shrugged. "It's great so far, and Mrs. Knight is nicer than any teacher ive ever had back home." He confessed.

James blushed.

Carlos snickered.

Kendall's brows furrowed in confusion.

"What?" The confused blonde asked as Carlos' laughing made James' cheeks flush brighter.

"Shut up Carlos…" James muttered.

"Hahahah…"

"Shut it…"

"What?" Kendall asked, grinning slightly as Carlos' laughter got louder.

Carlos grinned. "Well, Jamie here has the biggest cru-"

He was stopped short as James' hand slapped over his mouth.

"I told you to shush!" James yelled, his face slowly returning back to its original shade.

Kendall grinned as he quickly caught on. He and Carlos shared a grin as James released the Latino boys mouth. They continued walking, turning onto the street Kendall lived on. He guessed they lived fairly close together because the two boys continued to walk in stride with him. Kendall stopped in front of a small two story brick house, there was a large porch swing up front. The house was way bigger than the place they had back in Wisconsin, but to Kendall the place just didn't feel like home.

"Woah, nice place." Carlos muttered, staring up at the house.

Kendall smiled. "Thanks."

There was an awkward silence amongst the three boys as they stood on the sidewalk. Carlos rocked back and forth on his heels and stared up at the clouds as Kendall played with a loose string on his backpack strap, James pulled his comb out from his pocket and began running it through his hair.

The front door opened and a tall lanky man stepped out, the three boys looked over and Kendalls face flushed as his father opened his mouth.

"Get your ass in here boy, you've got work to do!" He shouted nastily.

"Bye guys…" Kendall mumbled with a sad sigh as he turned and began making his way up to the house.

"Bye Kendall." Carlos muttered, put off by Mr. Smiths bitterness.

"Yeah, see you at school…" James said in the same tone.

Kendall looked back one last time to see his two classmates continuing down the sidewalk, he didn't get to look for long before he felt a large hand clasp over the nape of his neck. With more force than necessary Mr. Smith pulled him into the house, into hell.

BLAH! I should be happier with this chapter, but im not… You're your worst critic, that's fer sure. This was supposed to end on a much sadder note, but I guess a part of me wanted poor little Kendall not to suffer for just a wee bit :) UGH im such a sap, haha. I apologize for the lack of updating, we're doing some home improvements and everybody in the house is getting sick – myself included, ontop of that my 17th birthday is just around the corner and im stressing out over it! Haha, I hate growing up so much :( So my advice to ALL of my younger readers, heck even the older ones…

PLEASE don't be in a rush to grow up, it really sucks. You only have one childhood, so don't be in a hurry to get it over with! Be a kid for as long as you possibly can, okay? I don't mean to be preaching at you, im on no sleep hehe.

Stay majestic, will ya? :)