We Meet Again [Kendall Schmidt Love Story]

Chapter 1

As I walk out of my room, I find Aleena, my best friend and room mate, sitting on our couch with our high school yearbook. She has enjoyed our high school years so much, but I felt the oposite. I hated high school. Although that's where I met Aleena, I still hated it. For only one reason. 

There was a boy. His name was Kendall Schmidt. He was the same age as me. Right now, he would be 22 years old, just like me. We're both born on 1990. His birthday is on the 2nd of November. There's only one way to describe him in my opinion: Annoying. He was that guy who procratinated, but still did fine in school. And the reason why I hated him until now, is because he liked me. Yes, he liked me. I didn't expect him to become some famous singer in a famous boyband. 

I'm fine with boys liking me. It's just that one Wednesday afternoon at school, Kendall asked me out. He and I were actually good friends, but we weren't that close. He and I would be sitting next to each other in every class we had if Aleena wasn't in it or if she was absent. I knew he was a good singer, but who would've expected that he'd become a heart throb now? Even though I was okay with boys liking me, it's the part when they ask me out. 

I hate hurting people, and when someone I don't like asks me out, I have to reject them. I don't want to go on a date with someone I'm not interested in. And Kendall was considered a friend! I thought we would just become really good friends when we grow older, but he basically ruined it. Ever since I rejected him, we never talked again. We wouldn't sit next to each other in class, nor would he even say hi. I did turn him down nicely, saying that we should just stay friends, but apperantly, he hasn't taken it very well. To be honest, until this day, I've pitied him. I wonder if he actually still likes me or if he still remembers me. 

"High school yearbook? Seriously?" I ask Aleena.

"Sure, why not?" she smiles. "I've always loved those four years."

"Why?" I ask.

"I actually don't know. I guess I just really enjoyed myself," she replies, answering my question.

"I hated it," I mumble.

"Because the guy you liked finally asked you out? You confuse me," 

"The guy I liked?! I never liked him! Kendall was just a friend until he ruined everything!" 

"Well if you had a huge crush on someone for three years, would you ask them out?"

"NO! Guys do that!" I protest. 

"He asked you out on senior year. You only hated that last year, not the other three. And you should at least respect him for that. He had a huge crush on you since freshman year, you just turned him down. You could've accepted. If you enjoyed the date, you could've become an item. Ever since you rejected him, he's been devistated. Trust me. We've kept in touch," Aleena says.

"You and Kendall has been in touch when I rejected him? And you never told me?" 

"Well I knew you'd get mad!" she laughs. 

I roll my eyes, not wanting to argue anymore. I walk into the kitchen and grab a glass of milk. Oh, how I love my milk. Aleena likes to call me the Milk Vampire. One galon on milk is never enough for me. I'd need three to last a whole week! As I drink my glass of milk, I think about what Aleena had said to me. Although I hate to admit it, Aleena was right. Kendall did ask me out on senior year, and that's pretty much the only year I've hated. 

I walk back to the couch in our living room, and I notice she has already been turning the pages of the year book. Sighing, I sit on the couch and look at the photos. There, I see the old, familiar faces of my old friends and classmates. I was basically friends with everyone in my grade except for the A.B Girls. it stands for Amazing, Beautiful Girls. They call each other Beauts, as in 'beautiful'. Trust me, they really are beautiful. They barely wear make up because they're already pretty.