Golfing Really?! ♥

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I followed Kendall to the back of the country club. Everything was out in the open. Everyone starred as I walked by, but I ignored it. I knew Kendall would have wanted me to.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Kendall just looked back at me. "Tell me please." I said.

"Nope." Kendall said. I sighed and kept walking. Soon Kendall stopped.

"Here you go Mr. Schmidt." a club worker said.

"Thanks man." Kendall said. He handed the guy a twenty and the guy walked away. We walked a bit longer and then Kendall stopped. "Here we are." Kendall said. I looked.

"Golfing Kendall? Really?" I asked, laughing.

"What? Golfing is fun." Kendall said.

"No it is not. It is quiet and boring." I said.

"Have you ever gone golfing?" Kendall asked, grabbing golf clubs.

"What idiot doesn't know how to golf?" I asked. Kendall laughed.

"You don't know how to golf do you?" Kendall asked. I blushed.

"Shut up Schmidt." I said. He laughed.

"Here let me help you." Kendall said. We walked up to the first hole. "I'll hit it first to show you how it is done." Kendall said. I nodded and watched him. I watched as Kendall stood straight. He bent his right foot as he swung back. I watched him swung and hit the ball. I watch the ball go far out, almost to the hole. "Easy see." Kendall said, smiling.

"Yeah easy for you." I said. He laughed.

"Come here." he said. I walked over to him. He put a ball down and then stood behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and helped me swing at the ball. The ball went a few yards ahead of us. "See that's not too hard." Kendall said, his arms still around me.

"You know I might start to like golf." I said, smiling.

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