A/N: Hey guys! So, I'm using a couple ides left by you guys in this story. I promise in the next couple of chapters the special pair will grow closer! For now please review! Thanks!
Jo POV
As I walked with Logan, I asked him a question that had been bothering me since English class.
"So Logan…are you and Camille dating?" I asked quickly with a smirk. He choked on his water that he was drinking.
"Wh-what? N-no. We're just friends." He chuckled nervously. Weirdo. I smiled.
"Well do you like her?
"Well, I mean. She's a great friend, she's pretty smart and stuff. She's got an awesome GPA…."
"Logan! Do you like her?" I ask sternly, but give a reassuring smile. He smiled back.
"Y-yeah. I do." I smiled. They'd make such a cute couple. I thought as I sipped from my water bottle.
"What about you and Kendall, huh?" he asked smirking. I choked on my water. Why do these kinds of questions come when we're thirsty?
"W-what about me and Kendall?" I asked recovering from my coughing fit.
"You and him have something going on right?" he asked with a smirk. "I hear the whispering. The fighting is just a way to cover up that you like each other."
"Wow, first day here, I just met you today, and you already think I'm crushing on your best friend?" I asked almost sarcastically.
"Yep."
"Well, let me get one thing straight…there is NOTHING going on between me and Kendall. He is the most annoying person on this earth. And I believe that nothing could change that. I wish he'd be less of a jerk like you."
"Thanks…..nice to know I'm not jerky." He said with a chuckle. I laughed as well. Soon we were at a larger door.
I walked in and, it was pretty cool. It was a rather large room, with chairs scattered everywhere, an office type space toward the back, and a small stage up front.
I assumed class was starting because a young man with glasses stepped up onto the small stage and students began taking their seats. I took one toward the end next to Carlos who smiled at me. I looked around, it was a rather large class next to Carlos was James, then Logan, then Kendall. Good I'm far away from him and his moody self.
"Welcome class, to another wonderful day in class. I have very exciting news! We have a new student joining us! Ms. Taylor…." He said smiling and motioning to me. I waved while some of the class clapped. Why do I get this introduction in every class? Shouldn't my teachers just be informed of me?
"Now Ms. Taylor, it is a tradition that on the first days of school or for the first day for new students that they show off their talent. Now why don't you come up her and show us what you've got?" he asked stepping offstage and motioning for me to go onto it.
I looked hesitant, but Logan gave me a reassuring smile. I walked up and grabbed the nearest acoustic guitar.
"Oh! A little guitar action! I like it!" the teacher exclaimed. I took a deep breath and spoke into the microphone.
"Hey everyone. I'm Jo Taylor, and I'm going to be singing one of my own songs called 'It's Good.'" I said as I tuned the guitar a bit. There were murmurs above the students.
"She's gonna blow it. She probably can't sing to save her life." I heard Kendall say to Logan. Jeez! Does this guy ALWAYS have to shoot me down? I'll show him.
I began strumming and the class fell quiet. After a minute I began singing.
I'm lookin' forward not lookin' back
I'm losing time not keepin' track
I'm trying to keep my heart intact
I'm tryin' to give what I gave back
I'm just a girl with crazy dreams
I see the sun and everything
I hold onto what I believe like loving, trusting you and me.
It's good
Everything will turn out like it should
I know that I'm gonna get it a little bit right, a little bit wrong
Still I'm gonna sing my song It's good, so good
Like it should be.
Oh, like it should be.
I see the world through brighter eyes
I find the beauty where it hides
I'm gonna keep that light alive
I'm gonna smile at the sky.
I'm just a girl with crazy dreams
that never end up how they seem
but I like that mystery of loving, trusting you and me.
It's good
everything will turn out like it should
I know that I'm gonna get it a little bit right, a little bit wrong
Still I'm gonna sing my song It's good, so good
Like it should be.
Oh, like it should be.
It's good
everything will turn out like it should
I know that I'm gonna get it a little bit right, a little bit wrong
Still I'm gonna sing my song
It's good
everything will turn out like it should
I know that I'm gonna get it a little bit right, a little bit wrong
Still I'm gonna sing my song, It's good, so good
Like it should be,
yeahhhh.
Oh, like it should be,
ohhhh like it should be.
Oh, like it should be
As the song ended the entire classroom erupted with cheers. My face turned a furious shade of red. I'm not really used to singing in front of others.
I turned to the guys who were clapping furiously and shouting with approval like everyone else. Of course the only one that wasn't clapping was Kendall. Except, wow, he actually had his mouth hanging open from shock. Was I that good? Yes. Shows him. I smiled, bowed, and said my thank you's.
As I walked off-stage I passed Kendall. And when I did, I smirked at him. He turned away disgusted. I repeat, shows him!
"Wow! Very good! Very original! Thank you Ms. Taylor that was one of the best performances we've ever had! Don't you agree class?" he asked as he waited for a response. The entire room was filled with cheers of approval. Except for the obvious.
"I think she ties up there for best performance with our other winner, Mr. Kendall Knight!" The class cheered and Kendall scoffed.
"Ok class! Now that we have our excitement out it's time to get serious! It's time for our 2nd semester projects!" he exclaimed. Wow this is one hyped up teacher. The whole class cheered.
"For this project you will be paired with a partner and the two of you will create and perform a duet for the class." The class was then buzzing with people looking for partners.
"Hold up! Hold up! I'm assigning you partners based on your singing skills!" The class then groaned and waited for their partners to be announced.
"Ashley with Derek, Karen with Matt, Logan with Peggy…." Logan turned around and smiled at a blonde girl with glasses. Oooo gotta tell Camille.
"Carlos and James…."
"Wooo Yeah!" they exclaimed as they high-fived each other. The teacher rolled his eyes.
"And Kendall and Jo." He finished. Excuse me? Does the entire world want this guy to ruin my life?
I turned to look at him and caught him….staring? His face flashed with surprise, before he glared and turned away. That was weird. Was he staring at me? This time….I didn't stop myself from blushing.
The rest of class was just going over how we were going to do this, what we should do, and what was expected of it.
When the bell rang, I practically sprinted down the hall and too my locker. When I got there I stopped to catch my breath. Why did I run again? Oh, yeah from the annoying thought my brain keeps making. But I will never say it out loud. I opened my locker but started taking out my books slowly, really pondering my thoughts.
I then found my old diary stuffed in my bag. It has all my memories and photos from my old school. Good and bad.
"Hey Jo." A voice broke through my thoughts scaring me. Making me drop my diary. I bend down to pick up all the papers and photos that had dropped out of it. I was surprised that when someone bent down to help me pick it up, that it was Kendall.
I blushed. Wait no don't blush! I'm trying to get rid of those thoughts!
"Uh, thanks." I said still blushing, not meeting his gaze. God stop it!
"No problem." he said half-smiling.
"What's your problem? Your not being very honest with me or yourself." I finally asked.
"Excuse me?" he said getting a little angry. Hey, so was I.
"What's your deal, sometimes your angry and jerky and the next, your all nice or at least tolerable."
"Well excuse me for trying to be nice!" he spat. I scoffed.
"Since when have you ever been nice to me?" I retorted. He became silent for a moment. I just groaned, slammed my locker and walked away. I was so glad school was over
I was angry the entire walk home. When I got home of course my mom wasn't home. She was out at her fancy new job! I just had tons of emotions running through me. Some of which I hated. So I'll spill.
I'm furious with Kendall for being such a jerk, confused as to what he's trying to pull, sad, because I thought he was different, and annoyed that I might actually be falling for him!
"Oh my god!" I breathed. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. I am not falling for him. I blushed, because I was hot, I do not think he actually has feelings, and he was not staring at me!
I was freaking out. Great now I have to work on a project with him too. Ugh! Camille is totally going to be on my case for this.
I spent the rest of the night like that just going over everything. I even went through my old diary to get my mind of it. That's when I realised it was missing. I must have gone through it like 5 times with no luck.
The picture of my ex-boyfriend was gone.
Yeah I know. Why have a picture of your ex-boyfriend? I don't know. I never got rid of it. But I hate him so much.
I went to school the next day on a lower spirit. I walked to my locker and flipped open my diary one more time, hopelessly looking for the picture. I sighed and put it away as something slammed next to me. But I didn't even flinch.
"What do you want Kendall?" I asked my voice small. I knew it was him. His devilish grin seemed to disappear. Jerk.
"I just wanted to inform you that I'm not the only one who's being dis-honest here." What? I looked up anger and confusion in my eyes.
"Excuse me? And what do you propose I lied about?" I asked hands on my hips.
"You said you didn't have a boyfriend." He said a little angry.
"Yeah, I don't." I said sternly taking a step towards him, our breaths hot on each other's faces. He smelled like vanilla and mint. It smelled really good. I hated it.
"You lied." He said stepping closer to me, causing my breath to get caught in my throat.
"Excuse me?" I replied regaining my composure.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out…..the missing picture of my ex.
My mouth dropped open. "You stole it!"
"No! You dropped it, and never asked for it back. Therefore it wasn't stealing!" I had to hold back a chuckle after he said that.
"He's not my boyfriend!" I said reaching for it one last time before grabbing it.
"Then who is it?"
"My ex!" I exclaimed ripping the picture in half.
His face dropped and he stood there silent. I had to hold back tears. I hated talking about Jett. He was a jerk. I was breathing heavy, tears threatening to fall.
"Hey, I didn't-" he started.
"No." I said putting up a hand. Then raising my head to lock eyes with him. Eyes actually filled with guilt and sorrow. They looked really beautiful.
"We have that project to work on. You can come over after school and we can work on the project after school." I finished
I closed my locker softly, and gave him a sad smile.
"See ya." And then I walked away to English, where I would soon see him. And truthfully, I didn't know if I was excited or anxious.
I mean….
Am I really falling for him?
Maybe…