Chapter 27
(Princess Dork: With the help of many people (Two) My decesion is made. I hope you guys like it.)
"Sit down in the chair Tiffany." Dad told me. I did as I was told and sat in the dingy red chair. The metal headwear was just above my head. "Are you sure?" My dad asked me. I nodded. I never be more surer than this ever. I sucked in a deep breath as my dad hooked me up to the memory thing. I waited patiently till he was finished. "Tiffany are you ready?" My dad asked again.
"Yes Dad. I'm ready." I told him. This was it. My meomory will be erased. I won't remember anything. No more pain. Nothing. No more Kendall. Do I really want to forget about Kendall and all the good times as well as the bad. I am really this selfish. Hell Yeah. I want this to be over with. Time to erase everything.
"Okay." Dad flicked some green buttons on ad turned some weird knobs. I didn't feel anything until...ZAP! Everything went blank. Was I dead?
(Kendall P.O.V.)
I took the next flight to chicago to stop her from getting her memory erased. She said we would go through this together and now she's getting her memory erased. I can't let her do that. James tried to stop me, but it wasn't going to work. I was now determine to go and get Tiffany and bring her over to L.A. So we can get over the bridge. How could she? I saw Carlos and Logan at the airpirt. "Guys what are you doing here?" I asked greeting them with a smile.
"Well James told us what you was going to do, so I convinced Logan and James to meet you at the airport." Carlos smiled. Carlos is the best friend anyone can have.
"So where is James?" I asked too soon. James came running up with a suitcase. Just one for James. Plan on not staying to long or going to get new clothes. I go with the best answer.
"Hey, sorry I'm late." He panted. "I ran for...well that doesn't matter." He stood up straight.
"The Plane To Chicago will leave in excatly ten minutes." We ran to give our ticket to the lady in uniform and off we go to the plane. We found our seats in first class and funny thing we were all sitting together. Awesome right? I think so. Carlos and Logan started doing their usual arguing and what not and James listening to his music and texting on his Iphone 5. It was a gift from a 'fan' he told us. I on the other hand was staring at the clown on the wing who was doing something silly. I imagine him following, but when my imagination started going on its own I closed the shade and sat back trying to go to sleep. I had nothing to do for ten hours. I stared at my phone and it had only been three minutes. I sighed. I looked at Carlos who was sleeping and Logan with his buds in his ears on his computer. Logan can be a nerd sometime. He's way into his character.
I dozed off after what felt like ever.
I heard music. Where in the hell was that coming from? I opened one eye lid and that was James. I opened both lids and The guys were all staring at me. I looked down to see what happened. Nothing good. No erection detection. No cum. Good. I was safe. I looked back up and they were still staring at me.
"What guys?" I asked.
"Dreaming about Tiffany?" James sang.
"Pfft no." Honestly I was thinking about Tiffany. I miss her a lot.
That smirk on James face knew what I was thinking. I didn't say anything. "If you say so." James said. He usually put up a fight. What's going on? HAVE I BEEN TRANSFERRED INTO A DIFFERENT REALM! Wait I don't read books, nevertheless looked at one. Books were something I hated. Reading and whatever else. Music was my life until I was satisfied with it. But for right now it's my life. I'm pretty suprised the paps haven't intruded in on my life as usual. I smirked to myself. That's right Tiffany's in the mafia. I wonder what it's called. The mafia that she's in. Something with an awesome name.. It has to be.
"See he's thinking about Tiffany." James grinned.
"I'm not." I tried to defend myself. It wasn't working. The guys burst out laughing. I didn''t see anything funny about me defending myself.
Ten hours later we made it to Chicago. The plane landing wasn't the best, but whocares. I'm here to see Tiffany. As soon as James was out of the plane he kissed his suitcase that was laying on the ground. "Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeedom." James kissed the suitcase some more then stood up. He made a scene.
"Really James," I laughed. Now it's my turn to laugh. This was something.
We took a cab to Tiffany's house and made it there in six minutes. How close to the airport is she? Weird.
We walked up to the door and Carlos knocked on it.
Princess Dork: Um...next chapter will be SO MUCH MORE BETTER! Than this. I came up with this. Not so good.
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