Thank you to all that waited. Thank you to everyone who is following this story. Thank you to everyone who reviewed. You made me all happy.
I am so sorry. I promised I would update in the holidays but then I had things on. And then the holidays were gone and we were piled up with homework and I completely forgot about updating. I hope you guys would forgive me.
Who cried while watching Big Time Dreams? I know I did.
Disclaimer: I don't own BTR.
Kendall is three years old and James is 9.
Today was the first day of grade 3for James. He was excited to see his friends again (even if he saw them every day of the holidays) and cause chaos in the playground. Everyone was excited except Kendall. He didn't want James to go. He wanted James to stay home and play with him. He didn't want a babysitter while James went to school and his parents went to work. He made his point very clear by crying for them past couple of days. James felt sorry for him but he couldn't do anything about it. His parents felt sorry for him but they had to get back to their work. Brook was the head of her very own cosmetics company, Brooke Diamond's cosmetics and Mike was a successful lawyer.
"Jamie," Kendall said as James walked past.
James squatted down and said, "Hi ya Kenny." With that James picked Kendall up.
"Can I come with you to school?" asked Kendall.
"No. I'm sorry Kendall but you have to wait. And why do you want to go to school? School's boring," James replied.
"I'm going to be alone."
"No, you're not. Bella's going to be taking care of you."
"I don't like her."
"Kendall, you haven't even met Bella yet. She's very nice. And I'm going to come back at three, when school finishes. I have to go now. Otherwise I might miss the bus. Bye Kenny."
"Bye Jamie," mumbled Kendall.
Kendall's POV
I watched James leave. I felt like crying. I did not want to stay with Bella.
"When is she coming?" I heard mummy mutter.
I walked over to her and she picked me up.
"Hmm, it looks like she isn't coming. Wait…there she is."
Bella's POV
"Hi, Mrs Diamond, I am so sorry that I'm late. There was traffic and I…,"I said.
"No worries. Here this is Kendall. I'm really late to work so I better get going. Love you Kendall. Be good to Bella alright. Bye," said Brooke kissing Kendall's cheek and then handing him over to me.
Aww. He is such a cutie. He was staring at the window and I felt sorry for him.
"So, Kendall, what would you like to do?" I asked.
"I don't know," he mumbled.
I had plenty of experience with shy children. I just had to be patient with them and soon they'll open up.
"Would you like to colour, watch TV, play with your toys or do you have something else in mind?"
"I don't know," he mumbled, again.
"Ok then. Why don't we read a book? "
"Ok"
"Would you like to choose the book?"
"I don't mind"
"Ok. What about One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish."
"Ok"
I picked up One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish and Blue Fish and started to read.
"One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish. Black fish, blue fish, old fish, new fish. This one has a little star. This one has a little car. Say! What a lot of fish there are. Some are sad. Some are glad. And some are very, very bad."
I heard a little giggle and saw Kendall sitting next to me and looking at the pictures.
"Go on," he urged.
I continued reading and soon he had warmed up to me.
"So, Kendall did you like that book," I asked.
"Yes! Yes!"
"What would you like to do now?"
"Something fun!"
"How about you show me your room and we'll see what toys you have?"
"Ok"
"This is my room. Don't you like the walls? My daddy painted it. And look. I have the book that you were reading before!"
"That's nice."
"Yeah, and these are my toys. Look! This one's my favourite and this one's the one that I got for my birthday from James and this one's the one that I got for my birthday from my mummy and this one's …,"
"Whoa, slow down."
Pretty soon it was 5'o clock and Bella had to go.
"Thank you very much, Bella. I'm sure Kendall had a great time with you," said Mrs Diamond.
"No problem, it was fun."
Yes, I know its short but I really wanted to post something.