Perfect Pair | Kenneth San Jose

something new

Hey guys I know the reason why you're here. Ya'll are addicted to the one and only, Kenneth San Jose. I hope you guys enjoy this fan fiction!

Btw, as it says in the description, Kenneth will be 17 in this fan fic. I just feel more comfortable with that certain age. Okay, thank you.
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Oh and guys I suck at grammar lol sorry.
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I had just gotten out of the shower when my mom yelled that breakfast was ready. I replied with okay and headed towards my drawers.

I pulled out a pair of denim washed jeans, a plain black v-neck shirt, and all the girl stuff I need. I take a look in front of my full body mirror after getting dressed then decide to roll up my sleeves simply because they look so much better that way. I then pull my brunette hair to a high ponytail and let some strands loose in the front. After feeling content with the way I look, I grab all my stuff and head downstairs.

As I make it downstairs, I am greeted by the smell of burning toast. It was dangerously strong.

"Gabe you left your toast in the toaster for too long... again!" I yelled with fear as I look at the smoking toaster.

"Mom! Where's the fire extinguisher?!" I yell in panic dropping all my stuff to cover my mouth.

"It's under the sink!" My mom yells as she runs down the stairs.

"Holy crap! I'm so sorry it totally slipped my mind!" Gabe yells as he runs into the kitchen from god knows where.

I finally got hold of the fire extinguisher then the toaster sparked unexpectedly which makes me jump and drop the extinguisher on my foot. I yelp in pain as I fall to the floor.

"Oh crap!" Gabe jumps as he grabs the extinguisher and quickly sets it off to spray the toaster.

My mom covers her face as the fumes starts to fill the room. As for me I could barely care about it, my attention and hands were stuck on my foot which was throbbing. I was fighting back tears not because of my foot, it was because of the fumes consuming my eye balls.

"Are you okay?!" Gabe asks shortly after he drops the extinguisher on the ground.

"Does it look like I'm okay you idiot?!" I raise my voice with annoyance while I keep my grasp on my foot.

"Gabe! Take her to the living room, I'll bring her some ice." My mom commands as she tries to fan out the fumes with a folder.

"Okay," He replies. "Can you stand?" He looks back down at me.

"I think so? I don't know." I say scared to let go of my foot.

"Let's try, okay?" He crouches down a little lower towards me.

I just nod and hesitantly let go of my foot. The pain slowly started to get worse and I felt like puking for some reason. Gabe slowly put his hand on my back to support me when I try and get up. I then grab his shoulder and pull myself up as he stands up cautiously. I hiss at the pain of my foot touching the ground and grip harder on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean this to happen." He says quietly as we make our way slowly to our living room.

"It's fine. 3rd times the charm, right?" I joke as I begin to hop on my left foot.

"You possibly broke your foot and you can still pull off jokes. How nice." He jokes back as he slightly tightens his grip on my waist, probably due to the fact I could fall over at anytime.

"But dude, seriously it's fine." I smile at him as he slowly puts me down on the couch.

He then takes a stool and puts it underneath my injured foot. My mom then enters the room with a bag of frozen peas in her hand. Gabe and I give her a weird look before she steps any closer.

"What? We don't have ice." She says uncaringly as she carefully puts the bag on my foot.

"Oh crap." I hiss as I pull myself up a bit on the couch.

I know what you're thinking. You're thinking Gabe is my boyfriend and that we all could've died. Well, you've got it all wrong. Gabe is my older brother, and I love him and his foolish brain so very much. Also, this type of scenarios have happened 3 times now, I have grown to be used to them. Everyone makes mistakes and I can never stay mad at anyone. Especially when it comes to my brother.

"Do you still want to go to school?" My mom asks now sitting next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, I think my foot is feeling a bit better now. I think I can manage," I say with a reassuring tone.

I can feel my feet swelling but I didn't want her to know that. I hate feeling like I'm searching for attention. I also hate staying home, because it gets very lonely here. Gabe is always at school and dance classes, my mom has work, and my dad-- well I don't care.

"Look, I know you just don't want to stay home," My mom says raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah Naomi, I think we all know your foot is as swollen as a bloating rat," Gabe chuckles as he pokes my foot.

"Ow you butt!" I yelp as I throw a couch pillow at him.

He just laughs then regains his posture and makes a serious face.

"No, but seriously you should stay home."

"No! I don't want to! You guys know I hate being alone here!" I huffed. "Then in addition I woke up for nothing this morning! I did all this effort to get ready for nothing." I mumbled the last sentence and crossed my arms across my chest.

"Okay, look we'll make a deal." My mom says with some excitement in her tone.

"And what is that?" I ask furrowing in my eyebrows at her.

"Here's the deal. You stay at home--"

"Mom look I don't--"

"Shh! Let me finish." She says, cutting me off. "You don't go to school so that you could rest your foot. Then later, I will pick up Gabe and you."

Where is this leading to?

Gabe and I give each other weird looks as we look back at our mom.

"And I will sign you up for dance classes just as I promised for your 17th birthday." She finished smiling widely.

At that moment, I felt nothing but happiness. My mom didn't want me to join any dance classes til I was 17 due to the thought that I might fail classes or something. She promised she would sign me up on my 17th birthday which was 9 months ago!

I looked at my mom in shock then to my brother who was just as happy as me. I then engulfed my mom in a huge hug and kept continuously kissing her cheek with "thank you" and "I love you" 's in between.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She laughed as she tried to push me off her.

"You know the rules right?" She asked me.

"Mom, of course." I laughed.

"Okay, good." She smiled. "I'll go get all the stuff you might need while we're gone so you don't have to move so much." She patted my lap and left the room.

Gabe then took her spot and wrapped his arms around me leaving me out of breath.

"You're finally growing up!" He dramatically whined in my ear.

"Oh shut up! " I laughed as I push him off me.

"Damn, this is gonna be something new."