So originally, this chapter was going to be much longer, but I didn't like how it flowed. And so I deleted the first half, basically, and now it's incredibly short.
However, I didn't want to combine this and Chapter 3 because I planned all the chapters and I didn't want to stray from that...
So sorry, this actually didn't turn out the way that I had originally hoped. I hope it's not completely horrible hahaha...

Kendall had been waiting for this day. This was his big test that could determine his career or ruin it, depending on how it went. Although at a tender age of twenty, he had always aspired to be a policeman. Of course, not the ordinary policeman who raced down the roads chasing after some dude who went ten over the speed limit. No, he wanted something more exciting. Going undercover and exposing the truth was what he lived for; he wanted to put criminals into their places. He swished his hair one last time before walking out of the bathroom of Duluth High. He graduated two years ago at a school nearby, and so it felt weird to be back walking down the halls of high school once again.

He ran the plans over and over again in his head. Show teacher the slip Chief handed out to me. Find brunette suspect. Befriend him. Find truth. Expose. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy. He took a deep breath before pushing open the door of Room 203 and stepping inside the classroom. Everyone stopped their lab experiments to turn their heads toward the undercover cop, an uncomfortable silence consuming the room.

"Stop staring, and continue your labs please," the teacher at the front ordered, approaching Kendall.

Kendall handed him the slip that he was supposed to give, and received a nod from the teacher.

"Class," he announced, turning towards the students, "this is our new student, Kendall Knight. Please give him a warm Duluth welcome."

There was a sparse, scattered applause that soon died down and then everyone returned back to their tasks at hand.

"James Diamond is over there," he whispered, pointing to the sulking teen in the corner of the room. "You can be his lab partner."

"Thanks."

Kendall went over to the corner and dropped his backpack down on the ground.

"Hey," he greeted.

James looked up at the unfamiliar face solemnly, and forced a smile.

"Hey."

Kendall took a seat across from him.

"I'm Kendall, and you look upset."

"I'm James, and I'm fine."

James took a deep breath and his face relaxed. His shoulders dropped a little and he genuinely attempted to smile. He handed Kendall the lab sheet and briefly explained the lab procedures. Kendall wasn't paying attention though because a) he's done with school and b) James was really quite cute.

"So do you want to do it, or should I?"

Kendall blinked, snapping himself back to reality. He noticed James giving him an odd look and holding up a beaker filled with suspicious substance to his face.

"Oh, sorry, sure," Kendall mumbled, taking the beaker from James' hand. "What do I do again?"

James chuckled lightly and directed him to pour the liquid into the blue liquid. The mixture quickly turned purple, exuding an exaggerated yawn from the pretty boy.

"This shit is so boring," he sighed, scribbling down his observations. "If Mr. Cooper doesn't want us to sleep in class, then he should try giving us something exciting to do."

Kendall laughed, scooting closer to his new lab partner.

"So hey, is it okay if I stick around you today? I'm kind of new to this town," Kendall requested, pouring the next beaker into another. It turned orange.

James picked up his pencil again and began recording.

"Sure," he answered. "What classes do you have?"

Kendall took out his crumpled schedule and smoothed it out.

"First period chemistry, second period math, third period literature, fourth period history, and fifth period music," he read.

James' face lit up and he turned to Kendall.

"Hey, we're in the same history and music classes! How cool is that?"

"Very cool," Kendall remarked with a smirk.

James turned back to continue the experiment while the cop just stared at James. He didn't seem like he'd hurt a fly. But he obviously seemed trouble. He had dark circles under his eyes, as if he went through sleepless nights, he was very stiff, and he seemed reluctant to smile.

James suddenly side-glanced at Kendall and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you staring at me, Blondie?"

"W-what? N-no!"

"Hey relax," James smiled the best he could, putting a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "I was joking."

Kendall let out a relieved sigh and rolled his eyes.

"That was mean."

James' grin grew wider and visibly relaxed at Kendall's reaction, and let out an amused laugh. The bell rang, ending first period, and they both got up to clean the beakers.

"Hey, don't worry about the beakers; I'll clean them," James offered.

"What? No, I'm not going to make you clean them!"

"You're new, and I don't want you to be late to your classes. Makes a bad first impression, you know?"

Kendall scrunched his eyebrows, initially confused. He wasn't even going to stay during second and third period since he only had to attend the classes that he and James shared. But he quickly remembered he was supposed to act like a real student.

"Oh, right, thanks James," Kendall said, getting his backpack.

As he left the room, he turned back to see James rinsing the beaker, the same sullen composure he once was in before Kendall had joined his table. Kendall grimaced at the sight of this and sighed. He reminded himself that he had to be professional about this, and hold back any emotions.

This is going to be harder than I thought…

Meh, I'm getting worse and worse at starting up stories.
But next chapter, things actually start to happen so it's not just introductions and shit like that.
Kendall and James go get ice cream~. How exciting. :3
Reviews are appreciated. :)