So I lied, that whole closet moment is not going to fit into this chapter... I'm sorry. However there may be more flirting than there usually is. I'm writing this on a whim so bare with me.
In exciting news: I finally got my driver's permit today! I am so happy! Warning: stay off of the road! Haha
Have you guys noticed that fanfiction is having errors pop up in random places? Its annoying me.
I woke up, hearing muffled voices coming from the kitchen. I sat up, running a hand though my horrible bed hair and trying to think of who it would be. The boys were all at the studio by now so they were out and Mama Knight was out looking for a part-time job to keep her busy so she was out too. I guessed it was Katie but who she was talking to confused me. Maybe she made a friend...
I trudged out of large bedroom and into the kitchen, seeing Katie talking to a girl about my age at the kitchen table. Wordlessly, I plopped down beside her and stared out of the windows in the living room lazily.
"Hey, Jace," I heard Katie say faintly. I gave her a thumbs up but still said nothing, resting my head on the table in front of me.
"Is she okay?" the girl across from Katie and I asked quietly.
"Yeah. She's always like this when she wakes up." I lifted my head enough to stick my tongue out at her and glance at the other girl. She was pretty; medium length curly dark hair and a sweet smile.
"Hi, I'm Camille," she introduced, offering me her hand to shake.
I took it and smiled back. "Jacie."
"This is the girl that likes Logan that I told you about," Katie informed, poking me in the side to wake me up.
I turned to glare at her briefly before looking back at Camille. "I remember now. Nice to meet you. However, I am still tired and no one made coffee this morning."
"Well, do you guys want to go down to the pool for something to do today?" Camille asked, shrugging slightly.
"Ya know, we've been here for two weeks and I've only been down there once. I feel really lame now," I joked, standing up to get out my bottle of orange juice. "Why not? Let's go!"
Camille came and helped me pick out my bikini, between my purple zebra striped top with black bottoms or my blue and yellow striped top and blue bottoms. Since Minnesota summers weren't really warm enough to go swimming all of the time, I didn't own any type of swimsuit until last week when I took James and Katie shopping with me. Despite being a guy, he's great with fashion... And Katie was there to make sure that it wasn't trampy. Afterall, James is still guy, great fashion sense or not. I finally decided on the purple one, rushing to put it on and get down there before it got busy.
We found three lounge chairs and hurried to claim them before the infamous Jenifers took them. I may not get out often but I still heard all about them from the boys. I ran into them once and they asked me if my name was Jenifer. I told them no and they walked away... It was probably the most pointless thing to ever happen to me.
Camille and I were discussing an upcoming audition, she managed to convince me to audition with her after much arguing, and Katie was lost in her own world with her Ipod on when he came up to us. The guy was dressed in the most God-awful fake-gangster get up I've ever seen.
"Hey, pretty lady. The name's Wayne-Wayne," he attempted at being cool, but failed. Epically. I nodded like I couldn't care less, which I didn't, and tried to ignore him by turning to Camille again. "What's your name?"
"George," I replied blandly and turned away once again only to be interrupted. By this time, I was getting really annoyed and I wasn't pleasant when I got annoyed. His face became confused until he realized that I was using sarcasm.
"No, really. What's your name?" I saw the guys enter the pool area out of the corner of my eye and waved them over when Logan spotted us. "Wait, you're friends with Big Time Rush," he asked with disgust dripping from his voice.
"Yes, and do you have a problem with that? Because if you do, I. Don't. Care," I said threateningly, standing up to join the guys and Camille, leaving the asshole to his lonely self. Like I cared.
"Hey guys," I smiled, throwing an arm around Carlos. He smiled, nodding in his own Carlos way and slapping his helmet.
"We hate that guy," James yelled out, turning to glare at Wayne-Wayne's retreating back.
"Me too!" I exclaimed back, high-fiving him. "So what are we doing today?" I questioned, giving Kendall a quizzical look since he was the master of all plans.
He shrugged and I caught him glancing down at my bikini clad body before looking away with a slight blush on his cheeks. I blushed furiously and saw Logan doing his best to avert his eyes away from Camille's body too. Suddenly Katie laughed and I turned to glare at her, shutting her up immediately. I had just recently admitted to her about my slight crush on her brother.
"Who's up for street hockey! I'll watch!" I shouted randomly, breaking the random akwardness and recieved a round of hoots and high-fives.
This chapter sucked, no doubt. But let me know what you thought... In a review. :)