Just Friends.

Chapter Five

Three days.

It's been three days since Julian has talked to me. Ever since Saturday night, we hasn't spoken to each other. Part of it is my fault, I haven't called him. But that's not my job, is it? He always called me first, texted me first, he always made the first move. 

"Kendall, did you do the dishes?" I heard my mom call me from downstairs.

I look down at my phone, debating on if I should send the message. I decide against it and throw my phone on my bed, making my way downstairs where I seen my mom was waiting on me. "Figured you didn't do them," she said, looking up at me from the couch. 

Maybe it was something I did, maybe he literally only wanted sexual pleasure, right? I did come off as fast, didn't I?

I start running the water, rubbing my hands under the water. This isn't my fault. Guys are just guys and guys are assholes. Right?

Summer days all start to run together after a while. Either the day drags on or it goes too fast, there is literally no in between. And since I didn't wake up until one and my dad leaves at four, I'm pretty much home alone, bored and car-less until seven... which kinda sucks.

Bob's Burgers was playing on my television and I was laying on the couch, not really doing much. It's five, which means I can have a two hour nap before my mom gets home and starts yelling at me and lecturing me about being more productive these days.

School starts back in exactly one week and in a way, I'm kind of excited but then again, kind of fucking nervous. New school, new friends, new experiences and I honestly don't know if I'm ready or not. 

I honestly would love to be at my old school, but my parents were going on and on about how Harvest High is such a better school and yada yada yada about everything else. I gotta admit, it may be a better school but all of my friends are at Clearview High. 

I sigh, laying my head back on pillow. As I was going to doze off, I felt my phone vibrate under my head. Seeing the name pop up, I immediately woke up. 

"Hello?" I speak into the speaker. 

"Hey Lil Boy," I heard the familiar voice.

I smiled, "Hey ugly."

The comfort of his voice somehow made me feel like the most happiest girl in the world. Wanna know something? I fucking hate crushes, that's what.

"What's up?"

For some reason, I wanted to ask him why he didn't talk to me in the past few days, but I decided against it. I didn't feel like it was necessary. We're talking now and that's all that matters at the point, right? 

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a/n -- short ass chapter but i'm sorry it's been forever. if you're still reading this, i fwu man. this story is, idk. i know it's based off of true events but it's been two years since 2014 lol, i gotta try to recall of the events that happened. once 2015 rolls around in this story tho, it's gonna be lit. it's slow right now though bc ken and julian don't really know each other yet and don't have as many memories. but just wait on it, drama starts soon :)