Iz me! I'm back with a new story! Yea! It's a Kogan with side Jarlos. Cuz' you know, who can resist? Definitely not mee! Well, let's get on with this disclaimer!
Disclaimer:

Me: I do not own anything you may recognize. If I did…

James: If she did scary things would happen.

Me: Hells to the yea! Scary things, scary things, scary things! Nothing with clowns though…

Logan: Yea, yea, yea. Let's get on with the story. I wanna read it and see how effed up I am.

Me: *insert evil laugh* Okay, if you're sure!

Logan's P.O.V.

Cut 1- You're worthless.
Cut 2- No one would care if you died.
Cut 3- You're a nerd.
Cut 4- You're ugly.
Cut 5- You're a fuck up.

These are the thoughts going on in my head as I slash my wrists. This is the life of Logan Mitchell. Some of you are probably thinking, "What the fuck does he have to be depressed about?" And if I were in your shoes I would probably be thinking the same. Except I'm not.

Maybe I should explain the significance of all of this? I probably shouldn't have started off just, you know, saying "Oh hey look, I cut myself!" That wasn't one of my finer moments was it? I don't care anymore though. I'm sick of this life and this place. I'm just ready for it all to end. Well, let's go on to the significance of each cut shall we? Joy…

Cut 1- You're worthless. Seriously, why the fuck does anyone keep me around? I can't dance or sing! I can't get the guy I'm in love with to pay me any attention. My friends have been ignoring me and Mama Knight always glances at me like she knows I'm doing something wrong. It's not like I'm hurting anybody else… Just myself.

Cut 2- No one would care if you died. Well, as I said earlier, my friends have been ignoring me. I have no clue what I did though. I was probably just being myself. That actually explains it. Okay, I'll explain how I know my friends have been ignoring me. Every time I ask Carlos or James to hangout, they say they are going on a date. HELLO, YOU DON'T GO ON 5 DATES IN ONE DAY! Do they seriously think I'm that stupid? Never mind, don't answer that. Well, moving on. Kendall only wants to hang out with Jo, the stupid love of his life. Why the hell does he love her? Seriously, she's a fake blonde. She doesn't even hide that fact right! If she's going to die her hair blonde, then she needs to die her eyebrows blonde too! Common knowledge! Then Camille… I thought she was going to become one of my best friends. I told her about all the shit I was dealing with… Guess I learned my lesson. People don't care if you're around. They could care less if you died.

Cut 3- You're a nerd. Everyone used to make fun of how smart I was. That was before they started to ignore me. I was called names daily because I was so smart. I guess I'm not smart anymore since I started to cut myself… Oh well. If I could have the days where my friends teased me a little about being too smart, I would be so happy. At least then I would know they cared.

Cut 4- You're ugly. Eh, it's true. I know I've never been the best looking guy around but lately I've noticed I'm far from even looking good. I guess I should thank Jett for helping me realize that. If he hadn't started calling me names and pointing out all my flaws, I'd be all happy and naïve and lost in my own fake little world. Now, where would the fun in that be?

Cut 5- You're a fuck up. I've embraced the fact. You know, with Gustavo telling me about how bad of a dancer and singer I am, it has to be true. I know he's only looking out for the band. Beside, Kelly always looks at me and there's always something in her eyes. Pity I'm guessing. Not even 2 hours ago Gustavo yelled at me for being a fuck up. This time my best friends, or ex-best friends, didn't even stand up for me. They must all be sick of me…

I'm going to address my statement up above. You know the one where I said I was in love with a guy? You probably don't. People don't listen to me much anymore… Not that I blame them of course. Anyways, I'm in love with a guy, an unattainable guy at that. Mr. Impossible if you will. Want to know who? Probably not, but I'll tell you anyways. Kendall Knight. Yea, my straight best friend who is in love with his girlfriend. It doesn't really help that I'm forced to share a room with him either. Thankfully he's barely in our room, usually with Jo or sleeping in Carlos's and James room. Well, the latter is what I'm more thankful for. I would be so much happier if he spent less time with the fake bimbo.

*BAM!*

I look up from writing in my journal; yes a journal not a diary, I'm not a girl; from the door slamming shut. I want you to take a guess on who just entered. If you guessed Kendall, you are correct. Oh, but not Kendall dressed in any regular clothes. In comes a wet Kendall in his plain black swim trunks riding low on his hips. And damn, if he isn't hot.

"Hey Kendall." I say quietly, almost as if I was shy.

'Psh, you shy? If only he knew what went on in your head.'

'Shuddup.'

I really hate when I have those stupid inner fights with myself. It's really a waste of my time. When I could've been drooling over Kendall and taking mental pictures of him, I got in a fight with myself and he went into the bathroom.

Wait, he went into the bathroom… Shit! I hope I remembered to clean up the blood! After that one time I forgot… Nope, that's never gonna happen again.

"Hey Logan, why is there blood in the sink?" Kendall asks leaving the bathroom with a towel in his hand.

'Well, if you need help drying off, I could always help. I'm a pro with my tongue.'

'Damn you dirty thoughts slash stupid voice in my head, go away!'

'Someone's touchy.'

"Oh, you know, I just got a bloody nose, no biggie." I reply, thanking the high heavens that the voice shut up.

"Okay. Well, I'm going to go back to the pool. Jo's waiting for me." Kendall states after giving me a weird look.

"Oh. Well, bye." I say having nothing else to say. Seriously though, what are you supposed to say to your secret crush?

Instead of replying Kendall does the stupid nod thing and leaves. Why the hell do people nod? Is it really too much effort to wave or say something? No. Damn idiots. Except Kendall, but I'm biased so… I think I'm gonna take a nap, too much excitement in one day for little old me. Plus, I'm tired. It's 4 p.m. and I was up at 7 a.m., don't judge.

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