CHAPTER 009.
facetime

THE Nick Robinson would like to face time...

Kendall heard her phone vibrating from across the room and rose from her chair in front of the sewing machine to retrieve it. A smile broke out on her face upon reading his name on the screen. Gemma noticed from her corner and smirked, "Ahhh who's that?"

"A friend Nick. He's coming with all of us to that concert next week."

"I wanna see," Gemma said, and Kendall plopped down next to her in her oversized swivel chair before accepting.

"Helloooooo," he said as his faced popped up on the screen. He hadn't seen Gemma until their faces became less pixelated. "Oh- hey, hi," he then stuttered.

"Hey handsome," Gemma jokingly flirted.

"Gemma," Kendall exclaimed and swatted her away before returning back to her side of the room.

"That's my aunt, by the way," she told him.

"Nice to meet you," Gemma called out, grabbing her purse. "Kenny, I'm running to the store."

"See you soon," she said over her shoulder. Turning back, she asked him, "What's up?"

"Not much, just wondering what you were doing," he answered. He was sitting on his bed; some books and photographs lined the selves behind him.

"Not much after 2! I just gotta finish this bridesmaid dress, and a client is coming in at 1  for a fitting. Wanna do something after?" She wondered as she looked back up to her phone propped against the wall, her hands fixed on the dress in front of her. It only needed a couple of more beads to be sowed back in.

"Wanna grab some food?"

"Sure, where to Mr. Robinson?"

"You pick."

"Oh God, letting me choose is probably the worst thing you could do. I'll be deciding for hours."

"I'm waiting," Nick hummed, his hand resting on his chin and fingers drumming against his lips.

"Uhhhh fuck. In-n-out? I could kill for some animal style fries," she wondered, mimicking him as she rested her head in her propped up arm.

"Deal," he grinned. "Pick you up at 3?"

She couldn't help but find herself smiling, "Deal. I'll see you then Robinson."

"See you then Kenny."