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We had already killed about an hour…and my apartment was still a mess. But it really didn't matter-this was the first girl talk I'd had in a long, long time. We'd been asking each other personal questions for the past who KNOWS how long, but it wasn't awkward…it was really cool. There aren't too many girls out there who would put their complete trust in you so quickly. There aren't a lot of girls out there I'D put MY trust in so quickly, but I knew Camille was completely reliable.
After hearing about Camille's awkward first scripted kiss, it was my turn again. "Alright." Camille began questioning once more. "I know that you say that you have no interest in the guys…but what do you really think of them?"
"So you're asking which one I like."
Camille shrugged and tried to play it cool. "Well, you know, if that happens to fit with the question."
I smiled. "Well, I personally don't like Logan at all… but I'm sure I'll be fine with him once I get to know him. He's just not my type of guy." Camille nodded in agreement. "Carlos and James…" I laughed. "Well, they're both sweethearts. And persistent. I have to give them that. And Kendall…he's…." I tried to search for the right word, one that would do Kendall justice but not convey my feelings (which, honestly, I wasn't too sure of right now). "…interesting." That was all I could come up with.
Camille raised her eyebrows. How is it that this chick has only known me for like, a day-a day in which, most of the time, she was in her alter ego or whatever-and she already can tell when I'm lying? I guess it's just an actress thing. "Really? Just interesting?"
I shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah, he seems cool."
"So you like Kendall?"
"Just because I think someone's cool doesn't mean I like them. Carlos and James and…I guess Logan, they're all cool too. You're really cool, and I am certainly not a lesbian."
"Uh-huh. Yeah." Camille, of course, wasn't buying it. "Hey, I get where you're coming from. He's really cute. I mean, I even had a crush on him when he first got here."
"Not that I'm saying I do like him, but really? You liked Kendall Knight?"
"Yeah," she laughed in a reminiscing kind of way. "He used to be the only boy at the Palm Woods that I'd practice my auditions on."
"I assume that that's a high honor in your world."
She laughed again. "Yeah, but it was obvious after a bit that he didn't like me…I guess I was just too crazy for him. And I fell for Logan. But he started dating Jo, so it was all good."
"Jo?" I asked casually. I didn't want to seem like I cared about any ex-girlfriend, or possible current girlfriend, that Kendall could have, though I have to say this "Jo" girl was about to ruin the conversation.
Camille got a sad look on her face. "Jo Taylor…have you heard of her?"
I nodded. "Yeah. She's going to be in 'Chauncey Jackson & the Magic Gallows'. Was Rachael on New Town High. Now that I think about it, I do remember hearing something about Jo and Kendall going out a while back, though I don't really keep up with the whole celebrity couples thing."
"She is very sweet. And she's my best friend." Camille tried to look indifferent, but even her acting prowess couldn't conceal her grief. "Well…I guess was my best friend."
"Oh yeah…she had to go to New Zealand to be in that movie." Don't ask me how I know this.
"Yeah…Kendall was crushed, and completely depressed for a while…and I still think he's sad about it, though he does a very good job at hiding it. He really liked her…maybe even loved her. I knew that Jo loved him, she told me so. She almost told Kendall before she left, but decided against it."
"Which is probably good…I mean, you don't want to tell someone you love them before you break-up… that's hard to get over."
"Yeah…" Camille replied. "I really miss her too."
I smiled sympathetically. "Well, I know I'm no Josephine Taylor, but you, Miss Roberts, have got yourself a new best friend. I mean…if you want." I didn't want to sound too pushy.
Camille grinned and hugged me, and I squeezed back. And who said making friends was hard?
I was still thinking about our conversation after Camille left around dinnertime. After our little talk about Jo, we hadn't gotten back on the topic of the guys…or, more specifically, Kendall. As I popped my Ramen noodles into a tiny pot with some water and set it on the miniature stove that I had brought with me, I couldn't help that think that maybe, you know, just maybe, she was a little…right. About me liking Kendall, that is.
You can be so stupid, Lucy. I chastised myself. You just got out of this bad relationship-which ended in an even worse break-up-and you already believe that you're crushing on another boy. Though I did glance out of the corner of my eye to the potted plant that Kendall had given me, which was now the centerpiece on my coffee table. And, I continued the silent conversation with myself, even if you do like him, it's not worth another heartbreak. Plus, he doesn't even want a girlfriend right now!
Of course, if there's anyone who can help a guy get over heartbreak, it's me.
It was 12:09 am, and as tired as I was, I couldn't fall asleep. I'm a total night owl, so I grabbed my leather jacket-it was a little chilly out-and decided on a walk in the Palm Woods Park, since I was feeling so restless.
As I strolled along, my thoughts turned to Kendall and Camille's comments earlier. I mean, I couldn't deny anymore that I felt something for this kid. The first time I saw him, he looked so relaxed and good-looking with his shades on, and when he refused to talk to me at first I thought he was being flirtatious…until of course his friends showed up.
Then, he stood up against me (which, trust me, is not an easy thing to do) for the honor of his band, and met my challenge to show that Big Time Rush could rock head-on, which was kind of…hot. Then he just didn't stop; he wouldn't stop until he showed me that Big Time Rush really rocked. And I had to admit, he should think about wearing more black, because he looks fierce in it.
He could play guitar-pretty well, from what I saw (though, not to be stuck-up or anything, not half as good as me) and his voice wasn't all that bad either. He was laid-back (he didn't try to win me over with stupid stunts like Carlos and James-no offense to them), but determined and defiant. I knew that if he really wanted to, he could be a total badass, but I suppose he only brought out that side of him when it was necessary; plus he could be a total sweetheart. I laughed silently, thinking back to his 'housewarming gift'-though at the time he was challenging me, it was pretty damn thoughtful.
And the best part?
He didn't seem like a douche bag like my old boyfriend!
I kind of rushed this chapter, I might re-do it…but please review anyway =D
