I still got your back, you stupid bad-ass

Wake Up Call

Kenny's POV

-a month later-

"Kenny?" Leigh's muffled voice came from the other side of the door. "Wake up, sweetie. It's time to go."

I was already awake. Staring at my ceiling, thinking about the past month. I had been out and about with Leigh and sometimes Jerry. We went everywhere imaginable. We took a bunch of pictures, made a scrapbook and bought souvenirs for me. It's like we were tourists.

But I'm really, really going to miss England.

"I'm coming," I said tiredly. I knew that Leigh could hear it.

I sat up and walked to my closet. I picked out a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a black tank top underneath and a big white tank top over it with the words, "DON'T TAKE ME FOR A FOOL." in bold, glittery letters. I pulled on a dark brown hoodie over it and zipped it halfway before putting on my favorite all stars converse.

I flipped my hair behind my shoulders and went to my mirror and applied some eyeliner.

"Oh, good. You're ready." Leigh said, smiling. "Ready to go?"

"Not really." I sighed.

"Kenny," she said, then hugged me. "You know we'll come back from time to time. It's no problem."

"Okay." I said, putting on a smile for her.

Jerry was already in the jet, waiting for us. He looked up and chuckled a bit.

"I thought it was going to take longer," he said, and we all laughed.

As soon as the plane was in the air, the stewardess served our breakfast, which was better than the usual airplane food.

I looked out my window and smiled at Big Ben before closing the window shut.

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Chris's POV

"What time will they be arriving?" My dad asked.

"About 1 p.m." I replied.

"We can have the Chef prepare a late lunch for them." mom suggested.

My dad nodded. "They'll be tired from the flight."

"Okay, but I won't be here."

"And why not?" Mom demanded.

"I have somewhere I need to be." I said quickly.

My dad looked at me for a minute. "Fine. But be back soon. You need to greet our guests."

"Alright."

Trent looked at me curiously, before shaking his head and heading upstairs to his own room. He's going to be staying with us for awhile.

I took my Blackberry out and dialed Aaron's number.

"Hey Chris, what's up?" he said.

"Are you with Hannah?" was the first thing I asked.

He laughed. "No, why?"

"Good. I need to get out of here."

"Pressured again?"

"No, but my dad's business partner is coming, and I need to be out of here."

"Why?"

"Don't feel like being around rich people."

He was silent for a minute. Obviously remembering the last time my dad had his business people over. His partner brought a slutty blond chick who thought she could bang me in the blink of an eye.