One Mistake & No Survivors
Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from Big Time Rush. The girls belong to their creators. I only own the plot.
Chapter Twenty Seven
With A Little Help Part I
Elena's POV
It's been two weeks since Kameryn had released from the hospital. We had just entered February, and Kendall had been teaching me how to act like a normal teenager. And it is crazy. Being like a regular teenager is harder than being a spy.
There are just so many rules. Don't ask weird questions about their families. No bugging people's apartment. No spying for air vents or attacking them from behind. And dating is even harder. Kendall and I had a private relationship, and now the whole world knows us as "Kenlena." People with cameras or as Kendall says they are called, the paparazzi, are everywhere, snapping pictures of us at every moment. I have seen my face on more magazines then I could count.
"Ready for another lesson?" Kendall asks as he kisses me on the noise. I'm laying on the couch in 2J, my head in Kendall's lap. I groan and Kendall laughs. "I'm tired of being a normal teenager. I want to go spying on someone."
"This is the sacrifice you made for me." Kendall teases as I sit up. I give him a glare. "You're so lucky I pity you, or I would have been out of here months ago." I say, crossing my arms across my chest
"Sure you would." Kendall laughs as he stands up from the couch. He puts his hand out for me and I refuse it. Kendall bends down and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. "Put me down!" I screech as he carries me out the front door. "Kendall Knight, put me down before I hurt you!"
"You won't do that." Kendall says in a sing-song voice. "Don't forget about the paparazzi. They're everywhere, and we are hotter than Brad and Angelina right now. Now put on a smiling face, because today I am teaching you how to go to school."
"School?" I gasp. "I thought we were done with school."
"Normal kids still go to school." Kendall says as he carries me down a flight of stairs. "And before you ask, there is no classes on hacking, camouflage, fighting, or anything you did back at St. Morris's. Only Math, History, Geography, English, and all those other boring subjects that Logan always seems to get an A in. I swear, the boy is Albert Einstein reincarnated."
I couldn't help but smile at Kendall's joke. "I can hear you smiling." Kendall says. I give him a hard poke in the back. "You can't hear someone smiling." I state as we enter the lobby, Kendall still carrying me over his shoulder. People stare us as we pass. I give Kendall another hard poke. "People are staring!" I hiss. We round a corner and he places me on the ground.
"What people?" Kendall whispers as he leans down towards me. "The only person I see is you."
Kendall goes to kiss me, but I step back, causing him to fall forward to the ground. He looks up at me with a huff as I smirk. "You can take the girl away from spying, but you can't take the spy out of the girl." I say. "That's what you get for carrying me over his shoulder."
"And this is why I get pitied." Kendall says as he gets up off the ground. "Now, are you ready for school?"
"No." I say before trying to run away. Kendall catches me in his arms, picks me up, and places me back on my shoulder. He begins to walk down the hall as I pout, watching the lobby grow farther and farther away. "You're so going to die for this." I say as we near the end of the hallway, where a door rests.
"You can't kill me because then I can't take you out on our date on Friday night." Kendall says as he places me back on the ground. "Where are we going?" I ask. A mysterious smile crosses Kendall's face. "That is a surprise." He teases, placing his hand on the knob leading into our classroom.
"We better not be doing math." I sigh as we enter the class. Kendall and I step in the room and right on the front board, are math problems. "Of course." I mumble.
"You'll forgive me on Friday." Kendall whispers as he and I take seats in the back of the classroom. He takes a seat behind me and opens a notebook I didn't even see him carrying. He hands me a piece of paper and a pen, and I reluctantly focus on the problems on the board.
Ten algebraic questions later, I sigh and place my pen down. Kendall taps me on the shoulder and gives me a smile. I give him a sarcastic smile and turn back around, but then a real smile formed on my face.
With Kendall by my side, maybe math and being a regular teenager isn't so hard.
Amanda's POV
James and I sat on the floor of my bedroom in my apartment, James's hair products scattered around us.
"Why so many?" I ask, picking up a bottle of hairspray. "Are you sure this doesn't give you cancer?"
"Am I dead?" James asks as he runs his lucky comb through his hair. I giggle and pick up a comb for myself. I begin to brush my hair and then suddenly, James is slapping my hand and the comb flies halfway across the room, hitting a wall. I punch him hard in his arm and he yelps.
"What was that for?" I question.
"You were doing it wrong." James replies, as it is the most obvious thing in the world. "You started in the front and work your way to the back, not back to front."
"Okay, okay." I mutter. I retrieve the comb as James reaches up onto my dresser, pulling down a picture from of me and my adopted brother. "His name is Jyrki." I say, sitting down next to James. In the picture frame was a picture of the two of us at a local park. I was in eight in the picture, and it was taken a year after my adoptive parents, and Jyrki's biological ones, died. One of my local friends, Annie, took the picture. My brown hair was in braids, and I was sitting on a swing. Jyrki was holding the ropes, and both of us had smiles on our faces.
"I miss him." I say, resting my head against James's shoulder. "He was the best big brother in the whole world, and even if we weren't related by blood, he treated me like I was. He's a doctor over in Finland now."
"Why did you move here?" James asks.
"Jyrki sent me here for a better education. But I think he knew of my massive fear of any body of water." I say.
"You're afraid of water?" I pull my head off James's shoulder and look at him. I nod my head. "When I was nine, I went to a beach and almost drowned. Every since then, any beach, ocean, sea, etc, I'm scared of."
"Well I guess a date to the beach is out on Friday." James mutters, but I hear him.
"Date?" I ask, perking up a little. "What date?"
"Well, for all your hard work of learning how to be a regular teenager, I was going to take you out on a date to the beach, but since you hate the beach, I guess I have to go with my second option."
"And that would be…" I trail off, signaling for James to continue on. "The local carnival." He says. I smile and almost jump up cheering. "I've always wanted to go to one!" I exclaim. I wrap my arms around James's neck. "Thank you, thank you!" I say, my face buried in his chest.
"Anything for my girlfriend." James replies, wrapping his arms around my body. I look up towards him and we kiss gently on the lips. The picture frame of Jyrki falls out of James's lap, but we don't fix pick it up. We just continue to kiss and eventually, James is on his back and I am top of him, lost in his arms.
"I love you." I mutter between kisses.
"I love you too." James mutters back. All of sudden the door to my room flies open and Carlos stands in the doorway, along with Erika. "Get a room." Carlos says as Erika heads over to her side of the room to get something.
"We had one Carlos." James complains as we sit back up. I fix my hair quickly as Erika grabs her cell phone. "Thanks for controlling your boyfriend." I whisper at her as she passes by.
"Control your hormones, and I'll control Carlos." Erika winks with a laugh before leaving the room with Carlos.
"That was embarrassing." I declare as I pick up another one of James's combs.
"Life is embarrassing when you're our age." James says. He looks at me and smiles. "But it's all worth wild, when you got someone to share it with you." He leans in towards me and our forehead ours touching. "Welcome to being a regular teenager." He whispers before our lips meet once again.
My newest OC story is published. Its called 'Full Circle', and while its not as action-packed as this one, I promise plently of drama. Go read and review it, and will your reviewing things, go read my other new story, Waiting On 'Superman'. Its total Kendall-angst.