Perfect

Chapter 1: Summer

It was a hot August day in Sherwood, Minnesota. There was a nice breeze so the heat was bearable, and on the Knight's farm there was a black pickup truck parked with two teens sitting on the hood of the truck. They were taking a break from working the farm and relaxing a bit before they had to work again. They both had been working all morning and deserved the break.

"It's our senior year, dude can you believe it?" James asked his best friend Kendall Knight.

Kendall's father Kenneth Knight owned the farm. Kendall and his friends all worked the farm and his dad paid them. Kendall's parents were spilt up and Kendall lived with his mother in town, but came to the farm to work. Kendall's parents were on good terms and got along.

"No, it's coming up so fast," Kendall said nodding his head. He reached up to the top of the truck and grabbed the bud light bottle from up there and handed one to James. He then grabbed one for himself and opened it as James opened his, "What are you gonna do when you get out of high school?" Kendall asked after a few moment of silence.

"Dude I don't care what I am doing, as long as I have money, fame, and girls or guys I am gonna be just fine," James said as he took a drink of his beer. Kendall scoffed at that.

"You're crazy," Kendall said shaking his head. He knew James wanted fame, but to plan his future like that was bad. James wasn't even planning on going to college. Kendall knew that was going to bite his friend in the butt eventually.

"Am I crazy? I mean it's what everybody wants," James said.

"Not me, man," Kendall said shaking his head, "it's not what I want," he said slowly.

"You're an odd one Knight," James said laughing at the blonde. Kendall just shook his head. He knew James was the odd one here, but knew better than to say it. He would just go along with James to keep him from getting mad.

"So, what about Logan?" Kendall asked referring to James' boyfriend of two years.

"What about him?" James asked looking over at Kendall. Kendall chuckled lightly and shook his head. He didn't like the way James treated Logan, but he didn't say anything. He didn't want upset James, as he had an explosive temper.

"He's your boyfriend," Kendall said.

"So, we're not going to the same college or anything it will probably end when high school ends. I'm not even going to college," James said shrugging. He looked over at Kendall who was looking at him like he had grown three heads. Kendall opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by water splashing both him and James.

"Carlos!" Kendall and James yelled as laughter erupted from beside them. They both looked over to see their friend Carlos holding an empty bucket laughing.

"Hey guys," Carlos said once he sobered up a bit. "Can you believe in just one week we are going to be seniors," he said excitedly.

"I know," Kendall said sitting up and grabbing a bud light and offering it to the Latino who took it. He stepped up to the truck and stood there with his friends.

"Can you guys believe we'll be graduating in like ten months," Carlos asked.

"No I can't, I mean I always thought it would be, you, me, Logie," Kendall said looking over at James who was glaring at him.

"I only have a few more credits to get Knight," James said smacking Kendall upside the head.

"Yeah this will be our last hockey season together though," Carlos said looking a bit sad.

"You guys know what coach says though," James said referring to their hockey coach as he looked at his two best friends.

"Once a lumberjack, always a lumberjack," the three of them said together laughing. They clinked their bottles together and each took a drink.

"This year is gonna be the best," Carlos said.

"Yeah," Kendall said nodding his head. The three sat in silence for a moment. "I suppose we should get back to work before my dad gets out here," Kendall said sliding off his truck. James sighed and did the same. They stashed their beer in the truck cabin and got to work once more.

-Perfect-

Katie Knight sighed as she wheeled herself along the path that led to the lake behind her father's farm. Her twin brother; Kendall was working on the farm with a few of his friends and convinced her to come along. Katie had spent some time on the house in her room. She had been going through her things and found one of her old gold medals. That had led her to where she was now.

She was sitting on the bank of the lake she had used to swim in as a kid. Now all she could do was sit and look. All thanks to one car accident. Katie shook her head at the memories. She didn't want to think about it. Katie looked down at the medal. She thought of her dreams before the accident.

Katie had once had dreams of becoming an Olympian. Years ago when she was a kid, Katie had begged her mom to let her take gymnastics at the local rec. center. Jennifer had given in and let her. Katie had been so happy. She had gone to every class and learned everything she could. Soon enough she was top of her class and everyone went to her for help. She was a prodigy. She then joined any team she could. She had continued with the rec. center's team and joined the school team as well. She had won countless medals. She had been well on her way to achieving that dream, only to have it all ripped away because of one accident.

That accident now seemed like a distant memory to her now. She had been in a car accident. She had been pinned in the car for a few hours before they were able to get her out. The damage to her spine had been done though. Her spine had been compressed in the accident and she could no longer feel anything below her waist. Her accident had been a few months ago, but it still only felt like yesterday she was waking up in the hospital not able to feel her legs and doctors tell her she might never walk again.

She continued to stare at the medal. It was the last medal she had won last year for the school's gymnastics' team. It was taunting her. It was a reminder that she would never be able to do it again. No matter how hard she tried, nothing would able her to do gymnastics. She might be able to walk, but her gymnast dreams were gone.

Katie looked up at the sky. She wanted to ask why? She knew there was reason for this happening. She couldn't come up with a good reason for why this happened to her. That was just it though, there was no good reason.

"You can be so cruel when you want to be," Katie said still looking up at the sky. She got no answer other than the wind blowing around her or the birds chirping in the trees. She sighed and lowered his gaze back to the medal in her lap.

Katie touched the medal lightly and felt a tear slip down her cheek and down to her chin. The tear fell down on the medal in her lap. A few more tears managed to slip down her cheeks. She grabbed the medal. It was cold and heavy in her hand. She flipped it over and looked at it. She saw her name on the medal with a number one. More tears came and fell down her cheeks. Katie looked up at the lake once more. She lifted the medal and with a grunt she threw it as far as she could. She watched as the medal flew through the air and landed in the lake with a splash. She then fall back in her chair letting her tears fall.

-Perfect-

Camille Roberts was sitting in her bedroom staring at her cell phone. She wasn't waiting for a phone call. She was trying to will herself to make a phone call. She hadn't called her best friend Katie Knight, in weeks. She hadn't been able to talk to her since the accident. Camille sighed and shook her head. She just couldn't face her best friend without seeing her differently. Katie was in a wheel chair and everything had changed.

There was a knock at her bedroom door. She jumped and placed a hand over her heart. She wasn't expecting anyone. She walked over to the door and opened it. She came face to face with three of her friends, Lucy Stone, Jo Taylor, and Stephanie King.

"Oh hey," Camille said.

"Are you still moping around?" Lucy asked hands on her hips.

"Not moping," Camille said moving aside to let them into her room.

"Yeah right, you so are," Stephanie said.

"Come on Camille, you can't just sit here depressed. There's only a week before school starts," Jo said moving over to Camille.

"Jo's is right, come on," Stephanie said grabbing Camille's hand. They then proceeded to drag Camille down the stairs and out the door after telling her mother, who was in the living room, they wouldn't keep her out too late. They all piled into Lucy's black car and headed for the mall. They were going to take Camille out and make her have some fun.

They arrived at the mall and Jo pulled Camille out of the car. The four of them entered the mall and made their way to nearest clothing store. Camille sighed knowing this was going to be a long night. She had other things on her mind and just wanted to be alone. She knew the girls hearts were in the right place, bow just wasn't the time for it.

-Perfect-

Carlos Garcia sighed as he listened to his parents yell again. It was nothing new to him. They were always yelling. He was used to it by now. They fought over a lot of things. They fought over money to not liking the others job.

Carlos' father, Carlos Sr. was a police officer. He was chief of police to be exact. He worked hard to keep the streets clean and get kids off the street by curfew. Carlos' mother, Sylvia, corporate woman. She worked in a big building in the town about an hour away. She worked with computer software. Neither of them got to see one another much, and that was what Carlos suspected caused the fights.

Carlos sighed and grabbed his headphones from his desk. He put them on and turned his iPod on. He drowned out the yelling and sat back on his bed. It was part of the routine. When he got tired of the yelling he turned his music on. It was his escape from the dysfunction. It was his way to forget everything. He would pretend that they weren't fighting sometimes. He would pretend that they were a normal family. He would imagine the three of them sitting down to dinner at night and have a civil conversation. He would imagine watching TV together or playing board games like they used to when Carlos was little. He sighed knowing that those days were over though.

None of his friends knew about his parents fighting. He wanted to keep it that way too. He would only plan to have friends over when on of his parents were gone. That way they wouldn't have to hear the yelling that Carlos was accustomed to hearing.

Carlos felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked at it. He had gotten a text from James. He opened it.

What you doing? I am bored.

Carlos knew when James was bored he would try and come over. He knew it would be better to head over to James' right now. He quickly tapped out his reply and sat up. He took his headphones off and sent the message to James.

Nothing.

Come over.

Carlos looked at the time. It was still early in the evening. There was time to do something, which was better than sitting around doing nothing. He thought it over for a minute before replying to James.

I'll be over in a few and we can hang out.

Carlos got ready to leave. He got a message from James telling him to hurry up. He pocketed his phone and grabbed his car keys from the dresser. That was the only good thing about his parents fighting. They always got him expensive things to make up for it. His car was a newer model than most of his friends cars and ran nicely. He left his room and walked down the stairs.

"I'm going to James' house, be back later," He hollered over the noise of his parents. He didn't wait for a reply. He never usually got one anyways. His parents were in their own little world when they fought. That was when he matter the least to them.

-Perfect-

James Diamond was sitting in his bedroom, bored out of his mind. He had told Logan he was busy, but the truth was he didn't want to go over to his house right now. He knew Logan would probably try and talking him into going to college again. He didn't want to hear that lecture again. He had instead texted Carlos to see if he was busy. He was on his way over. If he hadn't been able to come over then he would've had to text Kendall. He needed someone to talk to. He was all alone right now.

James' mother, Brooke Diamond was never around. She owned her own business, and was always working. She had new clients to win, old ones to keep happy. She was constantly working and never stayed home much. She was always on the go. Then there was his father, Eli Diamond. Eli and Brooke had divorced years ago and James didn't see much of his dad. He saw him once maybe twice a year, on his birthday and Christmas. James was used to it though. He liked being alone sometimes. He could have parties when he wanted and do what he wanted.

A few minutes passed before James heard a car pull into the driveway. He jumped up and made his way down stairs and out the door before Carlos could get up the driveway.

"Waiting for me much?" Carlos asked a brow arched at him.

"I'm bored, let's go to the mall or something?" James said walking over to Carlos' car.

"No Logan?" Carlos asked.

"He's been bugging me about college lately. He doesn't understand that I don't want to go. I've got other plans," James said letting his annoyance for Logan show.

"If he gets on your nerves then dump him," Carlos said shaking his head.

"Can't, won't pass senior year if I do," James said.

"I thought you had plans," Carlos said confused.

"Yeah, but my mom said she'd cut me off if I didn't at least graduate high school," James said bitterly. Carlos laughed and shook his head. "The one time she tries to be a mom and I have to suffer," he added.

"She does care about you James," Carlos said.

"She's got a weird way of showing it," James said. They both got in the car and Carlos drove them to the small mall Sherwood had. It wasn't much, but it had a theater and an arcade for the kids and teens and a few good clothing shops and a food court.

-Perfect-

Logan Mitchell sighed as he grabbed his bike from beside the house. It was his only mode of transportation at the moment. He just needed to get out of his house. He didn't need to be reminded of how empty it was.

Logan didn't mind it most of the time, but sometimes it just got to be too much. His parents, Joanna and David Mitchell were always going to business parties. They had offered to take him, but he declined. It was a nice summer evening and Logan wanted to make the most of it before school started. Logan didn't like going to office parties anyways. They were always boring and he was usually the only kid there if he did go. He was old enough now to stay home on his own.

When they weren't going to parties they were talking business. They both worked together at a big corporate job. Logan wasn't sure what they did exactly. They both were interested in Logan's business, they just never really had time to sit down with him lately. As he got older they worked more. Now he hardly saw them.

Logan grabbed his bike and walked out to the street and started riding. It was a nice way to get out of the house and exercise. He made it about a block before he ran into his best friend Kendall.

"Logie," Kendall said as the brunette passed it. Logan stopped his bike and turned to face him.

"Hey Ken, what you doing out here? I thought you'd be at the farm," Logan said.

"Dad's giving me two weeks off. One to get ready for school and another to get used to my new school schedule before I go back to work on the farm," Kendall said.

"You gonna join the FFA?" Logan asked teasingly.

"Hell no, I'm only working there to get money," Kendall said. Logan laughed.

"So, what you doing out here?" Logan asked.

"Just walking," Kendall shrugged. Logan knew the reason behind it. He knew Kendall couldn't sit still. Logan lived right next door to Kendall and they had been friends since they were able to walk.

"So, how's Katie doing?" Logan asked. He got off his bike and walked with the blonde.

"She's doing good," Kendall said nodding his head.

"Well that's good," Logan said nodding his head as well. Katie as like a sister to him.

"So, how are things with James then?" Kendall asked.

"Eh," Logan waved his hand. He didn't really want to talk about James. He hoped Kendall could take a hint.

They continued to walk and talk for a bit. They talked about anything and everything that came to mind. They talked about their upcoming senior year. They talked about their plans for the future. Eventually they decided to head home.

"Have you heard from Mille," Logan asked as they neared their houses.

"No, and Katie's wondering where she is too," Kendall said shaking his head.

"What?" Logan asked.

"I think she feels guilty about what happened," Kendall stated calmly.

"Well she was driving, it would make sense," Logan said nodding his head. He had been thinking that too. "Do you think she's responsible for this?" he asked as they turned down their street.

"Accidents happen, people make mistake, I don't think it was Camille's fault. It was that drunken idiots fault," Kendall said bitterly. Logan nodded his head. He knew Kendall was still upset about Katie's accident.

"Hey, stop it," Logan said, "don't hold on to the past," he said.

"I know," Kendall sighed.

"Hey, look I've got some reading to do, but I'll see you later ok," Logan said bringing his bike over to his house. He turned to look at Kendall who was standing on the sidewalk still.

"I'll hold you to that," Kendall said.

Logan laughed and shook his head. He knew the blonde would be over later demanding that they hang out. He would give in, because Kendall was just that way. He could get Logan to do just about anything.

"Logie," Kendall called. Logan turned to look at the blonde. "Don't work too hard, the school year hasn't even started yet," he teased. Logan just laughed and waved the blonde off. "I mean it, you might die if you study too hard," Kendall hollered.

"I said good bye," Logan hollered back. He laughed as he closed the door. Kendall was a character, he'd give him that much. They had been best friends since before Logan could remember. He knew if anyone knew him, it would be Kendall. Kendall knew what was on his mind or when he was in a bad mood. That was one thing Logan liked about the blonde. Logan made his way to his bedroom. He would probably just spend the rest of the night in, until Kendall came over later demanding attention from him. Logan would give it to him too. He always did.

So here's a new one from me. I know, I know another new one? I've got so many to work on. I am still working on them. This is just added to the ever growing list. I've been working hard on it. It's the winner from my poll. It's what most of the voters wanted. Anyways review and let me know what you think.

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