Never Grow Up

Kendall and Destiny are complete enemies, but once two boys are involved, will they finally be friends? Or will they keep confusing each other with the wrong boy? Find out in this relatable story about how people change and become friends with the unexpected. My second fan-fic!


5. Where is it?!

9:55 Kendall

I roll my shoulders and look at my baby blue watch on my right wrist. I have 5 minutes to get to English class. I reposition my legs so I can head off to english. As I start walking, I see Jenna, the loudmouth. She can't keep a secret and she is always the one creating and spreading rumors about me. She smirks as I whiz past her, in a rush to get to class.

When I'm nervous, I always squeeze my microphone pin. I reach down into my pocket to where it is hooked secretely hidden beneath my pocket. I balance my books in my left hand and search for the microphone. I feel nothing but the denim of my baggy light-wash jeans. I then switch my books to my other hand. I reach with the free hand into the other pocket. Again, nothing! I start to panic and I feel tears well up in my eyes. I reach into all the pockets that I have until I realize that I hooked it onto my sweater this morning. My sweater is really thick so it was hard to get on, but for my first day, I wanted to show off my fabulous brooch. I feel my neck wear it was hooked this morning. NOTHING! I kneel down and look on the floor but I see nothing. I tilt my head to see under the locker, but nothing.

I am interupted by a loud screech. DING! And I realize I am going to miss English! I pick myself up and rush to class, on the egde of tears. Mrs. Mayer gives me a dirty look and I hear giggles coming from the girls across the room. They point to my flare jeans and turn away again to laugh at me. Then, our english teacher points to the seat right in front, where no one wants to sit. I stomp over, in frustration of the loss of my microphone and from the frustration of Mrs. Mayer's strictness. The microphone was given to me from my dad when he had bad news.

"Kendall I need to talk to you." I am worried because Dad never seems this solemn. So I obey him and plop onto my bed bracing myself for bad news. He strokes my hair and I wait for him to tell me whatever he needs to say. "I promised I would tell you about your mother." I automatically think of her, my crazy wacko mother of mine who left my dad and I for some weirdo. I look into his eyes and wonder. "Well we have finally filed for divorce." I start to cry because I know that my Dad is the only connection to her. Without them together, I don't even know how to see my mother again. I try to hide my pain but it floods out. My dad reaches into his pocket and pulls out a velvet bag. On the front, an embroidered red velvet cupcake stands out. He hands the small bag to me. I pull the draw-string open and it reveals cotton. He nods and smiles. His eyes tell me to look inside and pull something other than cotton out. So I search through the bag and find a tiny microphone hooked onto a wad of paper. I grin so wide that I look like the Chesire cat. He sees my gratefulness and hugs me.

Now that my microphone is missing, I have nothing to hold back my tears. I think of my past, how happy I was when I had Niall and Destiny as friends and when my mother and father were together. Destiny was going through a similar situation at the time so I needed her.

Worst mistake of my life was leaving her.

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