Sorry for the delay but I forgot to upload it (Wow im so stupid)

But I really like this chapter for some strange reason :P

"Yeah-ah ooh." James sung in his smooth voice.

"We got one last shot!" Carlos sung and looked toward Kendall, knowing the next line was his.

"So let's . . . So let's . . ." Kendall tried, but the words wouldn't come out. He just couldn't focus, "Time out!"

All the boys moaned. "Seriously, dude? That's like the thousandth time you messed it up!" they complained, hustling out of the cramped recording booth and into the hallway, where they sat down on the floor and groaned, looking up at the ceiling.

James looked at Kendall. "How hard can it be? We got one last shot/ So lets give it all we got! Easy! What's up?"

"It's nothing." he said and the side of his mouth twitched up just thinking about Jenny.

"Aha!" Carlos jumped up and pointed to Kendall's face. "I saw that!"

Logan poked Kendall lightly "That was a sm-ile."

James high fived him. "That wasn't any old smile, amigos! That was a girl smile!"

They all shouted at once "Well, what's her name?!"

Kendall scrunched his eyebrows and tried to sound more sure then he was sure everybody in the entire universe knew he actually was, "There's no girl. Psht. . . Psht . . ."

James smiled and snatched something from his pocket while he saw Kendall was distracted within his own deep thoughts.. "Your words say no but your 'Pshts' say yes." He looked at what he had grabbed from Kendall's pocket. It was a blue iPod Nano. He snickered and turned it over to where it clearly said in permanent marker: Jenny Steffens.

"YOU STOLE HER IPOD?!"

Kendall turned a tomato red and quickly tried to reach for it back, but James tossed it to Carlos. "Ugh! No I didn't steal it! She left it behind when she spilled her stuff." They laughed and he stole the small device from Carlos and stuffed it back into his pocket. He was going to give it back.

"Dude, you got to see what was in her purse?" Logan said, leaning closer to him, causing his shoes to squeak the tiniest bit.

"Was there any toxic waste in there? My cousin says girls keep toxic waste in their purse for, like, robbers and stuff." Carlos said, leaning like Logan, his every word bringing out another nose-full of yuck breath. Kendall was going to laugh until he realized he was being dead serious.

James leaned in as well, "No, dude. They keep little Chihuahuas in there. They look harmless, but get a teensy weensy to close and . . . SNAP! Off with your head!" He clapped his hands for effect and the rest of the boys jumped.

"Um, no. Actually it was pretty normal stuff, like doodles and homework. And I don't think it was a purse, either. She's not that type of girl."

Logan crossed his arms and stood up, "Well, what type of girl is she?" He challenged what seemed to him to be the new know-it-all Kendall.

Kendall stood up with this goofy grin on his face. "She's the type of girl that orders an extra scoop of chocolate ice cream instead of eating celery. She wears sneakers instead of high heels. She dances in her room when no one's looking and she doesn't have posters of celebrities all over her walls. She likes dogs and listens to different music then everyone else. And she just wants to live li-i-ife, yeah." Kendall sung the last part, spun in a circle, and plopped back down on the ground.

Carlos raised his eyebrow. "And you know all this from her purse?"

"Well actually I kind of made all that up. But that's probably true. I feel like I've known her for years."

"Oh, yeah?" James rolled his eyes. He was starting to think his best friend as a know-it-all, too. "What's her last name?"

"Damn." Kendall scrunched up his face trying to remember. "Smith?"

"Stevens." He corrected smugly.

"Actually," Logan piped up to ease the tension between James and Kendall, "You're both wrong. See it says right on her iPod: Steffens. Jenny Steffens."

Kendall held up his hands in frustration, "Can we please talk about something more important then this iPod?" He was getting tired of the same thing over and over again.

"Like what? School?" James said twisting that face that made the girls go weak.

Kendall shook his head. Yuck. "More important."

"Hockey?" Carlos smiled, giving his black helmet a little tap at the word.

Kendall considered this. Well... "A little less important than hockey."

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Kendall stood outside the door and held his hand in midair, planning to knock. He had to go through a lot of trouble just to find out what room she was staying in. And he had her sky blue iPod in his left hand, and decided that he better give it back as soon as he could.

He just didn't know what to say.

"Oh, hi Jenny. Yeah, I found this iPod and thought it was yours because it. . ." He practiced to the door. Confidence was always his strong point, but he wanted to practice so he could get it just right. But this defiantly wasn't it. So he tried again.

"Hey, Jen, what's up? You dropped this the other day, remember me, from the pool?" No, no. That wasn't exactly perfect like he wanted it to be either. And if his sweaty palms and the pit in his stomach meant anything, he was getting a little smidge nervous.

Think happy thoughts. Like the time him and his friends had dumped eggs all over the cheerleading team back in Minnesota. Ah, their faces when their freshly curled, straightened and whatever-else-they-do-to-it hair was ruined by two gallons of scrambled eggs? Priceless. Kendall smiled as the memory returned his confidence. He could totally do this.

He knocked on the door and looked around while he waited for her to open it so he could return her device. He felt eyes on him and quickly directed his vision toward the peephole where he could almost make out one big silver-ish sapphire eye looking back. He smiled and put his eye close to it, spooking and surprising her.

She retreated and he heard the click-clack of the chain lock being unraveled and opened. This wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. The dark oak door opened and revealed the same girl he had seen at the pool before.

When he first saw her again his breath caught in his throat but he quickly recovered by clearing it subtly. Jenny leaned back against the doorframe and smiled, making his favorite colored eyes twinkle like he sees them always do. "I thought that was you. Kendall, right?"

He nodded. "Yeah, from the pool." He started to say something else, but he heard a soft whine coming from the back room. He looked over her shoulder and saw what looked like a lump of robe surrounded by empty cartons of ice cream.

"Is she okay?"

Jenny crossed her arms and looked behind her. "Oh, yeah. She's fine." She waved her hand as if to say it was no big deal. "This happens a lot, she'll be good in a few hours of reruns of stupid sitcoms."

Kendall heard Kelsey's voice yell from the mass of cotton, "It's not stupid! Its love! Something Nick wouldn't know about!"

"Nick?" Kendall asked, then realized a moment later that was kind of intruding. Whoops.

But Jenny didn't seem to care that he was being rude. Or she just didn't notice. "Kelsey's on-again off-again boyfriend. She'll be over him."

To be continued . . .

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