"Sit down and don't say a word or even get up." I scolded to Kendall. I feel like I'm talking to a dog. We'll they do share the same personalitys. Won't ever listen.
"Okay..." He mumbled and gave a pouty face looking at the ground.. I think he's probably mad. Yeah, he's mad. I sit down and get my research paper out. This thing is due in a couple of weeks or so. I grabbed the text book and began reading. Just then Kendall heaves a big sigh and began to tap his fingers. What does he want? Jeez, if he made good enough grades me and him wouldnt be here in the first place.
I glared at him. "Stop." I said through clenched teeth. He rolled his eyes. I read a little bit more. Kendall started tapping his foot. I sighed. "Stop!!" I yelled. The librarian shush me and I shoot a glare at him. I swear, if he doesn't stop I'm going to throw a book at him.
He shrugged. I need to get outta here before he thinks of something else to do.
"Let's go." I said.
"But we just got here." Kendall said.
"I know, we can take this book home and read." I said, checking the book out.
Kendall shrugged. "If you say so."
I walked out. "We had to get outta there so you didn't have any plans."
Kendall pouted. "I'm not that bad." He said. Sure! Hold on, let me go tell that friendly security gaurd that.
I laughed and rolled my eyes.
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Later on that day I went to sleep like a normal person would. I had another weird dream. This time Kendall would sit there and smile at me. I would ask him why and he would just smile bigger. The weirdest part his smile got so big his head exploded. Ok, seriously, I think I need help.
Weird dreams. I wonder why. Oh yeah, I did eat a hot dog before I went to bed...no wonder. No more eating before I go to sleep.
I went downstairs and noticed Kendall's phone on the table. He left it here. How has he not realized its gone? Surely he has a social life on that thing. Oh well, I should return it.
I picked it up. "I'll be right back mom." I said. I walked out. It's a good thing I know where his house is.
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Humor*CRINGE WARNING* This story was written when I was like 12, so I realize it sucks. "Your going to give me those points." He said. I crossed my arms. "Or what?" I asked. He looks around and didn't say anything. Embarrassing."That's what I thought."...
