We Meet Again [Kendall Schmidt Love Story]

Chapter 22

A/N: 

ON MY THE LAST CHAPTER, I MEANT NANCY, NOT EMILY. EMILY DOES NOT EXIST IN THE PJO (Percy Jackson and Olympians) SERIES. HER NAME IS NANCY BOBOFIT. I KNOW, STUPID NAME. BLAME RICK RIORDAN NOT ME LOL BUT I LOVE HIM OK BYE ON TO THE STORY. BTW, THREE CHAPTERS TO GOOOO!

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Rick and I quickly pull apart, and I look at Kendall. He and I both have shocked faces. I mean come on. I just cheated on my boyfriend with his friend! I quickly take my arms off of Rick and slowly back away from him and walk over to Kendall. Great. How in the world am I suppose to apologize by cheating on him?!

"Look, Kendall. I'm sorry. I...I don't know what came to me. I'm sor-" he cuts me off.

"Val. Do you think one simple word is gonna make me forgive you for cheating on me?" he says painfully.

"I..I um...but..." I stammer. I don't know what to say to him. 

"I'll just go tell the front desk to get you another room. There's no way I'm gonna be sharing the same bed as you anyway," he glances down, suddenly taking interest on his shoes. 

He turns to his right and walks down the hallway and to the lobby. Well isn't this amazing? I turn to Rick, and I can see the sympathetic look he's giving me. 

"Look. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any trouble," he tells me halfheartedly. 

But instead of accepting his apology, I slap him. He doesn't look a bit pained at all. He knows he deserved it. Without saying anything, I walk out of the room. But before I enter my old room, I just look inside, standing outside on the carpet of the hallway. This wouldn't be my room anymore. And this is all Rick's fault. I suddenly hear footsteps and see Kendall walking over to ym with a depressed face. In his hands is a key card for my room. Reading the room number on the car, I notice that the room is next to Logan's, which is pretty near: just down the hallway. 

Once I take the card from Kendall, he walks inside his room. i walk back inside Rick's room and drop the Sea of Monsters poster on the floor. 

"There's no way I'm taking this," I say to Rick. "Thanks a lot."

He doesn't say anything, but he suddenly gets an insterest in his shoes. I leave the room and enter Kendall's to start packing. We don't talk. He's just watching TV while I get my stuff. After he notices I've finish packing, he helps me take my bags to my room. Hey. We don't hate each other. We're just...over. Now that I think about it, this situation really sucks. Why is he letting me stay in Arizona anyway? If we're through, why doesn't he go and yell at me and give me a ticket to fly back to Kansas or something? 

"Thanks," I mumble once he finishes bring a few more stuff in. 

He just nods and calmly walks out of my new room. Well this is just awesome. So today, the boys and Aleena decided to go out. Rick and I wanted to stay, and I watched the Percy Jackson movies. Then Rick started annoying me with questions and complaints, and he apologized by giving me a poster. Then after that, BAM. We kiss, and now Kendall and I are no longer together. I guess this is how he felt when I rejected him when we were seniors in high school. He felt...like a nobody. Because that's what I'm feeling right now. And trust me. It does not feel very nice. 

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It's been three hours, 36 minutes, and 22 seconds since Kendall and I broke up. 23. 24. 25. 26. Counting each second. It hurts. It hurts so much, I could die. I groan as I get up from my bed, a bed meant for two people. I can't just mope around all day, counting the seconds. 30. 31. 32. 33. Alright, Valerie Rain Stone. Get the frick up and move the frick on. You're gonna go back to Kansas and move on, alright? You're gonna be a better person. One small obstacle isn't gonna bring you down, is it? That's right. You go girl! 

I walk over to my closet and pack all my clothes and items. It takes me about an hour to finish packing. Four hours. 1. 2. 3. 4. My brain is counting the seconds all by ttself. It's like my brain has it's own brain, and that's already scientifically scary. After packing, I comb my hair and walk out. A swim in the pool won't be as bad. I change into my swim suit, grab a towel, wrap it around me, and walk out of my single room. Once I make it to the room, I set my towel on a chair and jump in. 

Okay, this is not helping. I'm seeing a boy and girl making out...on the pool. I'm getting out of here. I've only been in the pool for like fifteen minutes, and then look at what I see. Two people sucking each other's faces. 

Back at my room, I change into new clothes, comb my hair, and decide to go to the library that's right across the hotel. I enter the building and see almost a gazillioon shelves of with books just standing on them. Now this. Is. Paradise. 

"May I help you, Miss?" a polite voice asks.

I turn to my side and see a lady and say, "Do you have any magazines?"

I love books. I really do. But today, I'm reading a magazine. Okay. Ooh! A quiz! "Why Did He Break Up With You? Quiz." No. I already know why he did, so what's the point. WHY IS LIFE MAKING ME LOOK AT THINGS THAT WILL JUST MAKE MY MIND GO BACK TO THE FACT THAT I'M SINGLE AGAIN?! OH MY GOSH. I pick another magazine. "How to Move On From That Sucker!" YES! I flip to that page and start reading the article. 

CHOICE 1: FIND SOMEBODY ELSE

CHOICE 2: EAT ICE CREAM

CHOICE 3: WHAT A MARATHON OF YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW

CHOICE 4: TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT IT. THEY'LL FIND WAYS TO HELP YOU!

CHOICE 5: KNOW THE FACT THAT IT'S NOT WORTH IT TO MOPE ABOUT A GUY WHO DOESN'T DESERVE YOU.

If I'm gonna move on, I'm gonna have to find somebody else. And I believe I've already found somebody, and his name is Rick. I put the magazine away and run out of the library. Swiftly, I run to the hotel and knock on Rick's room. He opens up with a sad look. 

"Oh hey. Look I'm sor-" I cut him off.

"You. Me. Date. Tonight. Pick me up at 8. Bye!" and then I walk back to my room. 

I close the door to my room and smile. Tonight's gonna be my first and last date with Rick. Because I'm going home tomorrow morning.

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I'm so sorry for the (lol year long) delay. I've been quite distracted. I'm obsessed with Instagram. I'm obsessed with roleplaying. I wanna write an original. I've got FIFTEEN FRICKIN STANZAS OF SPANISH WORDS I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE MEANING TO BY MARCH AND I FRICKIN HATE I ONLY MEMORIZED 2 STANZAS OMG. I. AM. EXPLODING. 

Do you think Valerie is taking this break up way too seriously, or do you think she has ane excuse for doing all of those stuff, just to get over Kendall?

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