He did not just do this. Please tell me he did not just do this. But he did.

William Farnsworth took me to a High School party with beer, took my phone so I can't escape my doom, even after I specifically told him not to take me to this party or I would rip off his head.

"WILL!", I screamed at him. "Take me back! Please take me back! I just want to go home!", I begged him.

Will just grinned at me and held my phone above my head where I can't reach it. Then he turned around and ran into the party, with my phone in hand.

Now I had to decide. Would I run after Will, get my phone, call someone and leave.

Or would I wait for the party to be over, have Will take me home, and be done.

I had absolutely NO idea.

I hate Will so much. And there is absolutely no way I will enter that party.
***
One hour later:
***
I have been standing outside, next to Will's convertible for almost a hour, contemplating what I should do. If only I had taken a ride home with Jack.

Finally I made my decision. I would get my phone back and leave. And that meant entering the party. I have to do it.

I need to.

I walked across the street to the house. I couldn't hear anything, but the ear damaging music. The overpowering smell of beer and vomit took over my senses.

The front yard was littered with empty beer cans and solo cups. A few teenagers were smoking cigarettes on the front porch while a couple was making out under a tree.

I hurried past the smoking teenagers and into the house. The house was a complete wreck. Picture frames were shattered and piles of vomit were scattered around the floor.

The house was packed with people. People were dancing vulgarly and drinking alcohol. The house was so packed. I hate it already.

I look around, trying to find Will. He was nowhere in sight. But I did spot a certain redhead walking out the back door.

Q! What is she doing here. Oh no! I have to help her.

I pushed my way through the crowd, to get to the back door. I walked out the back door, and looked around for Q.

She was drinking out of a solo cup and kissing a random guy.

I ran over to Q and ripped her off of the guy.

"What the heck do you think you're doing.", Q slurred at me.

Q was drunk. Very drunk. Her red hair was matted and her breath stunk from the beer.

"Q, you're drunk. Come on let's go home.", I told her.

"Kendall, why can't I stay.", Q whined.

"You're drunk. Now let's go.", I told her.

The guy she was kissing smirked at me. I rolled my eyes.

Then I took the solo cup out of Q's hand and pulled her with me. Q stumbled drunkenly, and I had to catch her so she wouldn't fall.

After another hour of dragging Q behind me while I searched for Will, I finally found him.

He was watching a game of beer pong and drinking a can of beer.

Why is everyone drinking? Parties are so stupid.

"Will! Give me my phone.", I demanded.

He grinned at me. Then he did the unexpected.

Will kissed me directly on the lips.

He pulled me closer and I struggled to get out of his grasp. He wouldn't budge.

I kicked him in the shin. He let go.

"What the heck. What is wrong with you. Give me my phone!", I screamed at him.

I couldn't believe he just kissed me. What a conceited jerk!

He took my first kiss!

He grinned. "Kendall. Relax. Here, have a drink.", He said, handing me a solo cup filled with a mysterious brown liquid.

He did not just do that.

I took the cup of beer and poured it on top of Will's head. It dripped from his hair and he looked really mad.

"What the heck!", He yelled at me.

I grabbed my phone that was sticking out of the pocket in his hoodie and ran out the door, pulling an extremely drunk Q behind me. I did not want to stick around for whatever Will would do. He was so mad. He did deserve it, though.

In fact, he deserved much worse.

I dialed Charles on my phone and told him to pick me up three blocks away from the party. Then I started walking away from the party.

Gosh I hate parties.

When Q and I finally got to the third block away from the party, Q collapsed on the pavement.

"Q!", I shouted, pulling her off the road and onto the sidewalk.

"Are you okay."

Q mumbled.

"What did you say?", I asked.

She was lying on the pavement staring into my eyes.

"She's back.", Q mumbled, barely audible.

"Who's back?", I questioned.

"Tabitha."

***

After Q passed out, I took her back to the Masons house with me. I cleaned her up and brushed her teeth so she didn't smell like beer anymore. Now she was sleeping in a guest room.

I just sat down in the chair next to the bed she was sleeping in, and waited for her to wake up.

I had stayed awake all night, thinking about what Q meant about, 'Tabitha being back.'

Was she really here in Curmouth? Or was she just vacationing? Would she go to Curmouth High? Or was she even here at all?

Q was drunk. Maybe she hallucinated. Maybe she was lying. But drunk people do tell the truth, don't they?

The only way to know for sure was to ask Q.

So I would wait.

Three more silent hours passed till Q finally woke up.

"Q! You're awake!", I exclaimed, jumping onto my feet.

"Ugghhh!", Q groaned.

"What?", I asked, frowning.

"I have a killer headache. What happened?", She asked sitting up.

"It's called a hangover," I said. "And you went to Will Farnsworth's party, got extremely drunk, and said some crazy stuff.", I added with a grimace.

"Please tell me I didn't do anything too awful.", Q asked nervously.

"If you consider making out with a random guy, tripping all over the place, and saying...", I stopped talking.

"Saying what? What did I say?", Q asks urgently.

"You said 'Tabitha is back.'", I told her.

"Oh."

Q paused.

"Yeah. She's back. Here in Curmouth.", Q finally said.

I widened my eyes.

"Her doctor said that it would help her mentally if she came back to the place where it happened. So she's back in Curmouth.", Q explained.

"That makes sense I guess.", I finally said.

I'm not sure why I'm making such a big deal about Tabitha coming back. It shouldn't be such a big deal. Should it?

But deep down inside I know exactly why this worries me.

What if John still has feelings for Tabitha. She broke up with him after all.

But even then John would still be taken. He has Zoey. He has a girlfriend. He's my foster brother.

But I like him.

I love him.

I think...
***

After Q left I went back to my room and looked out my window.

The waves were crashing silently as the sea foam flowed into a tidal pool. It looked so calming.

I wanted to get out of the house. I want to be on the beach.

I changed into a swimsuit and left my clothes from yesterday on the floor. Then I ran outside, to the beach.

I shrieked when the water first hit my ankles. The water was so cold.

I ventured to the tide pool and watched as the tide came in, leaving little seashells, and headed back into the ocean.

I collected the seashells from the tidal pool and sat down on the sand.

After a while a voice said something from behind me.

"Are you okay?", John asked.

Butterflies filled my stomach, just from the sound of his voice.

"Yeah.", I answered, not turning around.

He sat down next to me, looking hot as ever.

He was wearing swimming trunks and his six pack was exposed to the world. His brown hair was falling perfectly in his blue eyes.

"So Mike told me you went to a party.", He said, raising his eyebrows.

Stupid Mike. How did he know. Please tell me he didn't see the kiss.

"I didn't want to go.", I replied honestly.

"Then why did you go?", He asked.

"Will.", I said bluntly.

"And Q.", I added.

He frowned, showing a tad of anger.

"Will?", He asked, for confirmation.

"Yep.", I replied.

"What happened?", John sighed.

Then I told John everything including my great escape from Will, auditions, my phone, the car ride, the party, and Q.

Well everything minus meeting Jack, Tabitha being back, and kissing Will.

"Thanks for telling me.", John said after I finished.

"Sure.", I replied.

Then John gave me the most wonderful hug of all time.

His muscular and tan arms wrapped around me, and pulled me into an embrace. I inhaled his beautiful scent of lavender. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged back. I wanted it to last forever.

Then he let go and so did I.

We walked back up to the house together than parted ways.

When I got back to my room I showered and thought about my crazy new life.

I never had friends, and now I have Q. I never had boys wanting me to go on dates, and yet I have Will and Jack.

Although I've heard Will is a player or something so he probably doesn't even want to date me anyway. Not that I would date him.

And then there'd Jack. Wonderful Jack. I should call him.

I took out the old receipt and dialed his number.

He picked up after the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Hi Jack, it's Kendall."

"Oh. Hey Kendall."

"So I was wondering if you want to hang out tonight.", I said.

"Yeah sure. That would be great. Can I pick you up at seven?", He asked.

I grinned.

"That would be great. Can I ask where we will be going?", asked.

"Nope. That's a secret. I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah."

I gave Jack my address then hung up.

"Bye Jack."

"Goodbye Kendall.", He said.

Then I hung up.

It was already four o'clock. Three more hours until I can have fun.

So I waited yet again.

***

It was five minutes till seven and I was ready to rumble.

My hair was straightened and I was wearing dark skinny jeans and a band shirt that said 'The Beatles.' And for shoes, I was wearing black combat boots. My purse was slung over my shoulders.

The doorbell rang, signaling his arrival.

I swung open the door to find Jack looking absolutely stunning.

His jet black hair was combed perfectly. His bright blue eyes captured my gaze.

He was wearing a leather jacket and a gray V-neck shirt. Black jeans pulled the outfit together. And in his hands was an absolutely gorgeous bouquet of colorful flowers.

Jack smiled with his incredibly white teeth.

"Ready for our date?", He asked.

"Date?", I questioned, feeling surprised.

Blush filled his cheeks.

"I mean unless you don't want it to be a date, that's cool too."

"No. I like it. And to answer your question. Yes, I am ready for our date.", I replied.

Relief filled his face as he handed me the bouquet and took my hand.

I felt the butterflies again.

But I almost couldn't believe that I, Kendall Hanks, am going on my first date, ever.

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  A/N

Hey guys. So...

What team are you on...

Jack- #Kack

John- #Khon

Will- #Kill

I love you to infinity and beyond,

Cora❤️