New York, I Love You

Avery: My beautiful friends! I have returned to you with this chapter that I hope you like because I worked really hard on it. Enjoy!

Jackie and Ralph's Play list #1

"Lets Sing Our Way Out of This" or "An Introduction To Musical Theatre" or "Real Men Sing Show Tunes"

Darryl Is A Boy (and he lives in my closet)

A Perfect Relationship from Bells Are Ringing

Kristen The Stalker Chick

Grease Lightning from Grease

I Wanna Rock from Rock Of Ages

On My Own from Les Miserables

If My Friends Could See Me Now from Sweet Charity

Freak Flag from Shrek The Musical

You Gotta Get A Gimmick from Gypsy

Downtown (Skid Row) from Little Shop Of Horrors

Time Of My Life from Dirty Dancing

Telephone Hour from Bye Bye Birdie

Jackie and Ralph's side notes: New York is known for two things; Broadway and the 600th floor of the empire state building

Fiona's side notes: Oh I get it! Ha that's funny!

-Christina-

My eyes felt heavy and my vision was blurry, I just wanted to close my eyes and drift back into my dreams. This was possibly the most restful sleep that I had had in years, a digital clock on the bedside table said that I had been asleep for two hours, my new personal best. I sat up, pushed the blanket off of me, and wiped the sleep out of my eyes.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty, did you have a good nap?" I heard Ronaldo's voice, he was standing in the doorway smiling at me. It was the same smile that made me melt, the one I fell in love with every time I saw it.

"I did," I replied, sitting up and smiling at him. We hadn't talked about our kiss at all and I just wanted to know if he enjoyed it as much as I did. "So…"

He walked over to the bed and sat down, we were so close that our knees were touching, it was a simple gesture but it gave me butterflies. We didn't say anything for a while, we just sat together on the bed staring at each other and smiling stupidly. The silence felt awkward and seemed to drag on and on, but we didn't care, we were just enjoying each other's company. As we stared at each other I could have sworn that I heard Ronaldo mumble something under his breath.

"What was that?" I asked curiously. His eyes widened, he smiled shyly, and his face became red with embarrassment. I slowly moved closer to him. "Tell me." I pleaded.

Ronaldo blushed and looked down. "I said your beautiful."

The way he said it made me want to hold him, and hug him, and kiss him. But I couldn't, I knew I'd go a little too far, and what if Mouth walked in on us again? My brother was already protective of me, he would never let me date Ronaldo. Actually he'd probably kill Ronaldo before I even got a chance, if there was any. Many people had told me that I was beautiful, my friends, family, the people at the makeup counter, but it felt like just a compliment that you'd give to an insecure girl. He was different, when he called me beautiful my heart flipped and fluttered like there was a pterodactyl in my chest.

"You think so?" I said in a hushed voice. He turned to me and took my hand, now it was my turn to blush.

"I know so," Ronaldo replied, his face full of new-found confidence. "Sure I thought Kendall was lovely, but you have always been so beautiful."

I could tell that he was about to lean in and kiss me, I wanted it badly. As he started leaning in I was immersed in the scent of his cologne, but it almost didn't feel right. I couldn't go behind my own brother's back like this, could I? I turned my head and Ronaldo slowly pulled away.

"Are you alright?" He asked me, his voice sounded concerned.

"I'm fine," I replied, really regretting not letting him kiss me. "It's just Mouth, you know how protective he is over me, if we started dating he would freak out."

"Then we don't need to tell him," Ronaldo said confidently. Where was he getting all of this confidence? It was sexy. "We don't need to tell anybody."

"You want me to keep this from my friends and my brother?" My voice felt lost, it was almost a whisper. Sensing my uncertainty and discouragement he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug.

"I've had feelings for you for a really long time, and I know that you wouldn't have kissed me if you didn't have feelings for me too." His words were kind and sensitive. My smile grew wider with every syllable that came out of his mouth. "I want to be with you, but I understand if it isn't of your nature to keep this a secret from your friends and brother."

Before I could think about what I was doing I kissed him. I think that he was caught off guard for a moment, but then I felt him kissing me back. His lips were chapped but still sweet, he put his arms around my waist to pull me closer, and I ran my fingers through his tousled blond hair. My body felt all hot and tingly, like my heart was about to pop. My head started spinning and I felt as if I were floating away on cloud nine. I wanted this moment to last forever. It was so perfect and magical that I almost didn't care if my brother walked in on us again, almost. He pulled away and smiled, there was a pregnant pause where neither of us said anything, then I spoke.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt anyone to keep us a secret." I said breathlessly.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me again.

-Kendall-

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From: Emberthecoolandsexy

To: Kendallperky

Subject: Vanilla Pies

Hi Barbie,

Have you eatin vanilla pies yet? I wann a vanilla pie. Why are you not baking vanilla pies? Uh-oh I just puked in the vanilla pie. And now the pigs are flying away, bye piggy! Oh my gosh I want my piggy back and oh my god Becky look at her butt its so big!

Sent from my iPhone

From: Kendallperky

To: Emberthecoolandsexy

Subject: What?

What?

From: Emberthecoolandsexy

To: Kendallperky

Subject: Sorry

Sorry Kendall I got totally shitfaced last night and then I emailed you while I was drunk. I dunno what the hell a vanilla pie is but looking back it was funny. So now I have a very bad hangover and my head kills like a bitch! And the BF is doin nothing but reading those stupid Playboy themed magazines about female lumberjacks. But he's a good kisser so it's all good. LMFAO! You know you should try havin a lil fun once in a while ur too uptight.

K I'll TTYL Beeyotch luv ya! ;)

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I closed my laptop, I placed it next to me on the couch and propped me feet up on the coffee table. I rolled my eyes thinking about Ember's email. Of course she was drunk because that's all she ever did, got to parties, drink, and get drunk. I'm surprised that she even graduated high school, even more surprised that she got into college. Sure when Brad Buttowski got accepted into college it blew everyone's mind, but when Ember got into college it blew my mind. My sister hadn't lifted a finger her four years of high school, in fact it was I that read 1984 and explained every detail to her, and I wrote her comparative essay on Lord of the Flies and Macbeth. I was there for her for four years and how she chooses to thank me is to move across the country and make me drive three thousand miles to pick her up because she can't afford to fly home. I doubt that she even cares if I make it at all, she just wants to stay in Seattle with her boyfriend, the least that girl could do is tell me his name, we're sisters for crying out loud. She was one of the few people who knew about my relationship with Ronaldo, and she was the first person I told about our break up. The least she could do was tell me his name, so far all I know about him is that he reads Playboy themed magazines about female lumberjacks, how many boys read those? I bet that Brad Buttowski still has a stash in his room somewhere.

"Kendall, we called you eight times it's time for dinner," Moxie called from the kitchen, when I didn't respond she walked into the living room and sat next to me on the couch. She stared at the T.V. screen, even though I had stopped paying attention long ago. "Your watching The Godfather?"

"Hmm?" I jolted my head up as if just waking up from a dream. I stared at Moxie, who noticed that I was distant and distracted.

"Are you okay Kendall?" She asked, I could see how concerned she was by the look on her face. She eyed my laptop and I handed it to her, I didn't care if she read those emails, it wasn't a private matter to me. She opened Ember's emails and read them, I could hear her laugh.

"Vanilla pies!" She laughed, I'm glad she found Ember's drunk email humorous. When she was finished she closed the laptop and turned to me. "Your sister is right you know."

"I should bake a vanilla pie?" I asked, confused about what she meant.

"No, that your uptight," Moxie explained. "I love you when I say this, but you are way too focused on school, it's summer vacation and no one should be thinking about school."

"Gee, I love you too," I said sarcastically. "I'm not always thinking about school you know."

"Right your thinking about that little daredevil you got the hots for." She replied with a sly grin, she fake sighed and hugged one of the throw pillows.

"Shut up!" I yelled, grabbing another throw pillow and hitting her in the face, to which she laughed and hit me back with the throw pillow in her hands.

"But seriously, you need to be a bit more loose and confident," She said proudly. "and that starts with what you're wearing."

I looked down at the sweatpants and sweatshirt that I had worn. They were her clothes, since Jackie took my suitcase out of our trunk when she stowed away and left me with no clothes. When I looked in Moxie's suitcase I knew exactly what I was going to wear, clothes that didn't show off my body. However it was a bad choice to wear sweaters and sweatpants in the summer, since it was hot and there were times where I felt like passing out from a heat stroke. I could never pull off Moxie's style, which was a combination of a bold British rock star and a sexy supermodel.

"Your style is a little too flashy for me." I said timidly. She smirked and sighed heavily.

"Wait here." Moxie told me, she ran out of the room and came back with a pair of black shorts and a purple halter top with a ruche bodice. "Go to the bathroom and put this on." She instructed.

I did as she said and when I looked at myself in the full length mirror I felt better, I felt really pretty. I kind of liked how purple made my eyes pop, and I liked that the shorts were not too short. I looked at the sweater and the sweatpants that had been discarded on the floor, and I realized something, maybe I didn't feel pretty before because I was hiding in those sweats. I opened the door to see Moxie standing outside the door waiting for me, she looked me up and down, and then she smiled.

"You look amazing!" She exclaimed. "Come on, let's go eat."

We sat down at the kitchen table, I sat next to Kick and she sat across the table from me. I could see Kick staring at me and I started feeling somewhat insecure again, did he think I looked bad? But he was smiling, why would he smile if he thought that I looked horrible?

"Kendall," He whispered. I turned to him, giving my undivided attention. "You look nice."

Avery: Just so you know Ember is supposed to have bad grammar so for all you grammar Nazis out there please don't throw your dictionaries at me and don't be a hater! I hope you all enjoyed! I love all of you beauties! :)