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A/N: Ranel is their bodyguard! Just if you didn't know =)

Awkward Situations

*Kendall Schmidt POV*

'Where are we?' James asked, turning away from the window of the plane.

I fixed him with my how-the-hell-am-I-even-supposed-to-know-that look. 'Um... Somewhere in the middle of America? I don't know! I can't even see what's down there if your head is always in the window.'

'Fine,' he rolled his eyes and moved away from the window, gesturing for me to look down there.

I sighed and scooted over to the window, looking out of it. 'Oh my God. This is impossible! James!' I grabbed him and shook him. 'The world is coming to an end!'

He immediately panicked. 'What? What is it?'

'James! We're over land! Somebody help us!' I said sarcastically.

James rolled his eyes and sighed in relief. Almost immediately I felt bad. 'Sorry. Just not feeling myself today, I guess.'

He shrugged and continued looking out the window. I stared at him for a while before summoning up the courage to ask him the question I was so curious about.

'Hey, could I ask you something?' I whispered, leaning in closer.

He turned and nodded. I cast a glance over at Carlos and Logan. It was a short flight, but the two had knocked out at the beginning of the ride. The rest of people were just sitting there minding their own business.

'What's it like being gay?' I whispered.

He blinked, shocked at my question. 'I don't know. I guess it's just that I like boys the way you like girls. Like, you'd see a pretty girl and be all 'OMG she's so sexy I'm going to stalk her' and I'll just do the same with a boy.'

I laughed. 'I most definitely do not stalk girls.' We were silent for a while before something dawned on me. 'Wait. You've stalked boys? You've had a crush? Aww... Jamie has a crush...' I said in a singsong-y voice.

James flushed, embarrassed. 'Tell me who it is. Please,' I begged while he shook his head vigorously. 'Please, Jamie? It can't be that bad. Fine,' I said. 'Let's do this the easy way. Do I know them?'

He looked at me, then nodded. There was something in that look that I didn't understand.

'Uh... Are they within my group of close friends?' He nodded again, biting his lip and looking outside. 'Do I like them?'

'You're supposed to,' he replied, the blush returning to his face. I knew he wouldn't lie to me, so I continued drilling him.

'Do I hate him?'

He looked away quickly, looking uncomfortable. 'Kendall please-'

'Do I hate him?' I repeated.

James looked at me in the eyes when he replied. 'You wouldn't hate yourself.'

WHAT?

Holy Schmidt. What had just happened? What?

I took a few deep breaths for good measure, as James passed a hand over his face. 'I'm sorry, Ken-'

'No no no no no,' I said. 'Why did you do that?'

James looked at me confused. 'But you wanted to know who I liked...'

I shook my head. 'Not that. Frankly I'm a bit flattered. But why did you stalk me if I was your best friend?'

The look on James' face was priceless.

...

After that beautiful incident which we laughed over after, and James assured me that it was simply a crush that he'd gotten over, Carlos and Logan had woken up. Carlos was still glaring daggers at me, and I was really beginning to feel uncomfortable.

Sure, I was closer to James and Logan than I was to him, but why did he seem so mad at me?

I ignored him as we disembarked the plane, loving the cool breeze that hit my face. It was neither hot nor cold in Minnesota at that point, the temperature was just right.

We gathered our luggage and other stuff and proceeded off to the hotel.

I poked our body guard, Ranel on his side in the car. 'What?' he asked in a really gruff voice.

'Sup?' I asked as he shrugged his shoulders.

'Ever been in love?' He looked at me weirdly, then shook his head and ignored me for the rest of the trip.

Joy. I was ignoring Carlos, and Ranel was ignoring me. What else was going to happen on this wonderful trip?

A few minutes later, my question was answered.

'Logan! Stop that!' I heard James squeal from the backseat. I turned and saw Logan ticking James, who was literally rolling over in laughter.

The car unfortunately then hit a bump and James' head knocked against the door handle. 'Logan,' I said, 'stop that. He could kill himself back there you know.'

Logan showed me a monkey face which I immediately returned. James huffed and rubbed his sore head and frowned at Logan, telling him –you know it- that he wasn't talking to him again.

What was Minnesota doing to us? Change was in the air, and I didn't like it. I felt like something was going to happen, and, depending on how we handled it, it could be for better or for worse.

I entered the hotel room, and I had to do everything to keep my mouth from dropping open like the idiot I was. Sarah and production had really outdone themselves this time, but I guess they thought we deserved it after the tour and Big Time Movie which were resounding successes.

James entered behind me, holding a tour guide that Sarah had apparently told the bell boy to get for us. So it really was a vacation. I had somewhat doubted it.

But as James searched through the tour guide, poring over it, I immediately became interested in what he was doing.

'Whatcha looking for?'

'A food place that's not going to be too filled with people.'

'They tell you how much people are in each food place there?'

He gave me a stupid look. 'Of course not. I'm just looking to see where is less populated. Duh.'

I rolled my eyes and continued exploring the luxurious hotel. Walk-in closets, remote-controlled almost everything, plush window seats, hell, even the bathroom was voice-activated.

When I came back, James was gone, but I wasn't worried. I knew he'd found a place, and I didn't want to follow him. He might need the time alone.

*James POV*

I flipped through the pamphlet, before my eyes landed on a place called 'Le Petit Cuisine'. The pamphlet talked extensively about it, but it was obvious that not much people went there, because the food seemed expensive.

I put on a shades and, grabbing the keys to the rental car that Sarah had sent for us, I jumped in it and drove away, following the directions as best as I could.

As I drove, I admired the scenery that floated past me. Minnesota wasn't that much scenic, but it was still really pretty in a city/country type of way. It was unusual.

When I arrived, I hopped out the car, and walked into the shop. I had been right. It wasn't that full.

I walked up to the line which only had one guy in it who was talking angrily on a phone. As I stood and read the menu, I was surprised by the amazing food that this little place sold, but I couldn't help and overhear some of his conversation. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but, hey, the guy was literally shouting on the phone.

'...I am not buying Dr. Pepper to drink! That tastes nasty, and you know if I buy that shit you'll make me drink it anyway.' He stopped as he listened to the person on the other line. 'Whatever. I'm buying what I want.' He hung up.

He turned slightly, and for a minute, I was confused. Before I could stop myself, the word escaped. 'Kendall?'

'What,' the boy said angrily, turning.

Almost immediately I realized that it was not my Kendall. This guy was hotter. But they looked similar, except this one had blond hair and green eyes. 'I'm sor...'

My voice trailed off as the boy's mouth fell open in shock, then he fainted dead

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