So, sorry for not updating, Writer`s block is just so….URG!

(Kendall)

"Kendall, why are you pacing in the living room at….5 in the morning?" My mom said as she entered the living room. Yes, I am pacing in the middle of the living room at 5. I couldn`t sleep…. I was too busy thinking about Lucy.

"Oh, I was just…. Sleep pacing?" I said more like a question. She gave me a questioning look before shaking her head and walked back to her bedroom. I sighed relieved she gave up; maybe because, it was 5 in the morning. I slightly shook my head trying to figure out about Lucy. She seems nice but…. I could never be sure. What happen with Jo could happen with any girl….. Even Lucy. Maybe we could start as friends. I smiled to myself; we should start off as friends. I have to admit, I was a bit snappy and well, paranoid. She deserves a chance. I ran into the kitchen as lightly as possible; to not wake anyone up. I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper from the drawer and start writing.

Dear Lucy,

I know I`ve been acting like a jerk and you don`t deserve this, which means I`m willing to give this 'friendship' an actual chance. Remember my ex girlfriend? Well, I think I might just get over her if I move on and stop thinking about her. You. You, can heal me. You`re my medicine, doctor, nurse, my cure. What do you say? If yes, meet me at the park. Please.

From Kendall,

I folded the paper in a three way and quietly snuck out the apartment. I started going to her apartment when I stopped. I don`t even know where lives. Nice plan, Knight. I started heading back to my home until I thought about what I wrote. I shook my head and said to myself, "No, she`s my cure." I sticked my head to sneak a peek at the lobby to see if anyone was there. Thank goodness, no one`s there. I tiptoed to the front desk and looked around again to make sure. I walked behind the desk and grabbed the resident`s book from the shelf underneath.

"Stone, Stone, Ston- Aha, Lucille Stone; apartment 316." I closed the book and place it back into the shelf. I turned around to make a clean get away when I see a problem.

"Why where you in that book." A little girl asked. She looked 8.

"Um-"

"Do you work here?"

"You see-"

"I`m telling." She started walking off but, I stopped her.

"No!" I quiet my voice. "I`ll give you candy."

She placed her hands on her hips, "My momma told me to never take candy from strangers."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, a dollar."

"What do I look like doing with a dollar?"

I groan, "Ok, five dollars." I pulled out five dollar I stole fair and square from James and gave it to her. She smirked and nodded her head before skipping off.

"What are you even going down here?" I asked.

"That`s for me to know and you to find out." And then she`s gone.

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Young generation." I continued my journey to drop off this letter.

I was walking down the hallways trying to find 316. "311; 312; 313; 314; 315….316." I slipped the letter under her door and walked away smiling.

I finally found a cure.

I know, a dumb filler. Who wants that? Promise it`ll be longer.