Chap. 3 Desperation
The sky was growing dark, and Kendall, Logan, and James were wearily walking home. They had ridden all of the rides like usual, and felt sick and tired, but they still had fun. At least, Kendall and Logan did. James had been depressed because the mysterious Latino boy had disappeared for the night. Maybe he disappeared forever. James was growing desperate. His thoughts were filled with that one image of the Latino, James went over his observations in his mind. The way the boy didn't look like he was flirting with the girls, he looked concerned. Or maybe the way he wasn't dressed all touristy-he looked more like a celebrity that pretty much owned the place. With his skinny jeans, and leather jacket, raybans, and amazing hair, he looked like he was rich. He probably was. And the best observation was that the guy had sort of been looking in his direction, but he didn't react to James staring awestruck at him. He just continued on talking, without a care in life. James was amazed how that one glance had driven him so crazy. James wasn't sure about love at first sight, but he had high hoped for this guy. James prayed this would be the guy he would fall in love with, and spend his life with. He was snapped out of his thoughts when they arrived at their condo. Katie opened the door and a warm, beautiful aroma of pizza and bacon welcomed them. Katie grinned. "Mom made a special dinner." she said, as they raced to the dining room. After their wonderful, filling dinner, the guys decided to crash. They all didn't get enough sleep in that stuffy minivan.
When they all were finally settled in their beds, with no light in the room except for the glowing aquarium in the corner, James stayed awake. He stared up at the ceiling and took in all of it: the dancing blue light, the starry sky shining through the screen door, Logan's deep snoring from the other side of the room. James noticed Kendall wasn't snoring obnoxiously, like usual. He figured he couldn't sleep either. "Hey. Kendall." James whispered, squinting to see if Kendall was awake. He saw something shift on the bed next to his. "Yeah, what?" Kendall softly whispered. "Can't sleep either, huh?" James sighed. "Yeah. My thoughts are driving me insane." James admitted. It was true. The thoughts of the Hispanic boy were burning a hole through his skull, and he didn't know why not knowing the boy bothered him so much. Kendall sat up on his bed. As if reading his mind, he said, "Thinking about the mystery guy?" If James could see, he'd probably see Kendall's signature smirk on his face. "There's something about that guy…he seems..I don't know, cool." Kendall said with a confused tone. James couldn't blame him. He felt the same way. "Yeah." James yawned. "I feel that way too…I just feel so drawn to him, Kendall. I think he might be worthy." "Worthy?" "Yeah, worthy." Kendall sounded even more confused. "Worthy of what-?" Kendall asked curiously. James let out another yawn. "Worthy of this." If Kendall could see, he'd probably see James doing his special James-Diamond-sexy-and-I-know-it hand thing. Kendall rolled his eyes at the thought. "Yeah..right, ok. You sound tired. Let's get to sleep, kay?" Kendall replied, laying back down. James let out another yawn and snuggled into his pillow. "Kay. Night, Kendall." "Night, James."
Note: I think my first chapter was much better...lol whatever. It's my first and this is alot more complicated that I thought.
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