Hello friendos (^.^) this is kinda just a filler chapter because I wanted you to just meet James and get a feel of him but don't worry about it because there'll be more of him - and the other guys - in the next chapter. Not really sure about this chapter because I didn't get my beta to read over it soooo...urgh!
Anyways FFR = Follow Favourite Review (it really helps me out if you do) kbaii
"Could D12 be any further away?" Kendall muttered to himself, after walking up the fifth flight of stairs - c'mon couldn't the school invest in a lift?!
And Kendall swore that if he had to be questioned by another teacher as to why he was roaming the halls during class hours and not wearing uniform, he was gonna bitch slap someone!
After climbing the steps, he stopped outside a corridor of doors on each side, to the right of him was D1 and to the left of him was D2.
He walked down the corridor, looking out for D12. Until he reached the end of the corridor and saw only D10 and D11.
"What the fuck? Where the heck is D12?" Kendall asked himself, now super annoyed after walking for twenty minutes trying to find a freaking dorm room.
Then in the corner of his eye, Kendall spotted a door in a little cove off of D11. He walked towards it and saw a flight of stairs going down. The sign on the door was an arrow pointing downwards and next to it in red, capitalised letters was: D12.
Kendall opened the door and started to walk down. As he walked down, he thought about why his room was placed so far from everybody else's.
As he reached the end of the stairs there was a black door - contrary to the others, which were sludge grey - and it had a knocker on it.
Kendall was now anxious, he didn't know whether or not one of his dormmates would be in there, and if they were: would he like them? Would they like him?
It wasn't like Kendall was a really unfriendly person - at his old school, everybody wanted to be friends with him - but like Logan said, the whole badass attitude wouldn't sit well here. So maybe now's the time to sort out his attitude?
He knocked the door using the knocker and then stood back, waiting for a response.
After waiting a few seconds, he heard a muffled reply of someone saying: "Come in!"
He opened the door and stepped inside the spacious room - which surprised him because he thought the rooms to be like prison cells - and saw a boy very much like Logan except for his tallness and hazel eyes.
"Oh, wow! This school finally took my suggestion into consideration and has finally got me room service!" the hazel-eyed boy said, smiling.
"Here, towel-boy, here's my dirty underwear," the boy said with a wink.
"First of all: I'm not your 'towel-boy'," Kendall said, brushing off the boy's underwear. "And two: I'm your new roommate; my name's Kendall Knight."
"Woah, Mr Restler was actually serious about us getting a new roommate?" the boy said, shock conveyed on his face.
"Nope, because if he wasn't," Kendall replied, slowing down his words, hoping that the arrogant douchebag of a boy would understand him if he did. "I wouldn't be here." Kendall continued, smiling condescendingly.
"Seriously, does it look like I wanna be in a hellhole like this?"
Douchebag-with-hazel-eyes laughed and said: "I'm guessing we have an Ignorant on our hands!"
"An 'Ignorant'?" Kendall asked, extremely confused.
"You do know what ignorant means, right?" the boy replied, mimicking Kendall by slowing down his words.
Kendall tried to act as if the boy's remark wasn't grating him and replied with a curt "Yes."
"So you're an Ignorant who's not a dumbass - surprising!" his roommate replied, stroking his chin mockingly.
"Are you going to tell me what an Ignorant is? Or are you going to make me beg?" Kendall questioned, one eyebrow raised.
"I would love," the boy said in response with a lick of his lips. "To see you beg for me. I can just imagine you going 'James, oh, please, James'-"
"And that's never gonna happen!" Kendall said, cutting the boy off.
"But an Ignorant is a person who's still in denial about what they've done, thus feeling like they don't need to be here," they boy said with a teasing smile.
Was that how Kendall was feeling? Was he in denial? Just because he hasn't fully admitted yet to what he did, doesn't mean anything! Kendall didn't do it, so why does he have to own up to anything?
"My name's James," James said, interrupting Kendall's thoughts.
"I know," Kendall smirked.
"You told me your name before, dumbass," Kendall retorted, rolling his eyes.
"Wow, you pick up things real fast!" James replied, still using that sarcastic time which was starting to annoy him. "But, yes, my name is James Diamond." he continued, out stretching his hand.
Kendall shook it, feeling the calloused fingers of James.
"Guitar player," Kendall thought. "Definitely a guitar player."
"So now we've been properly introduced," James said, breaking Kendall's thoughts. "Are you going to tell me why you're here?"
"You, too? No offence, dude, but I'd rather keep it to myself. What about you?"
"Like you said before: 'I'd rather keep it to myself'. What I did is in the past, and right now I'm just doing the time until I'm released from this place." James quipped, finally losing the sarcastic tone.
Kendall just nodded and smiled, knowing exactly how he felt. He hated it when anyone would bring up the subject of what he did and tried to make him talk about it. Because in all honesty, everything happened in a rush so fast, that he can only vaguely remember what happened. He then started to wonder if everyone felt like that when they looked back onto what they did? Surely no-one wants to remember a moment where they did something so out of the character, that they were misunderstood completely and called a criminal.
"Dude, you okay? You look a little pale." James questioned, wary of Kendall's health.
Then Kendall told one of the biggest lies ever since the incident: "Yeah, I'm fine."