So, this story is the result of a random idea I had in the shower, and is mainly being written for humor. Please enjoy! (And review, because it makes for speedier updates)

Logan's POV

"Logan, why are you still here? All the other boys went down to the pool?" asked Mrs. Knight.

"I wanted to get a head start on the big history project assigned today."

"But Logan, honey, Kendall told me that it wasn't due for-

"A month?"

"Yes."

"Well he wasn't lying. It's due in a month."

"So why are you-

"Procrastination is a terrible disease that affects millions of teenagers worldwide and later on contributes to obesity, Mama Knight."

It's true. Procrastination is a terrible disease. One of my dreams, besides being a doctor, is to become the founder of an anti-procrastination foundation. That way I'll save millions of citizens from unsatisfactory grades and excessive fatness.

"I procrastinate my motherly duties all the time, does that mean I'm obese?"

"No-

"Just overweight? Or chubby?"

"No, Mrs. Knight, you're at a perfectly healthy weight."

"Really, because Gustavo called me fat."

Wait a minute; did she just say Gustavo called her fat? Not to be rude, but Gustavo isn't exactly a skinny fellow.

"Gustavo called you fat? Wow, that's hypocritical. I'm sure he only said that because Kendall- never mind."

"What is my son up to now?"

"Nothing! Kendall is such a… an-angel, you know? Perfect role-model, a gift from the heavens-

"Logan-

"What would life be without Kendall?"

"Logan-

"He would never do anything wrong-

"LOGAN!"

"Yes?"

"I know you ramble when you're nervous. What did Kendall do this time?"

"He took James's lucky comb and told him that he saw Gustavo with it."

"And Gustavo made it out alive? And then they both didn't kill Kendall?"

"It's a funny story, actually."

"I don't doubt it."

"I meant to ask you earlier, why are you so dressed up?"

"Well Logan, I have a date."

"A date?"

"Why yes, Logan, a date."

"With who? I mean, if you don't mind me asking."

"I guess I can tell you, because we both suck at dating."

"HEY!"

Just because I epically fail at asking girls out and when I do have a girlfriend she kisses James does NOT mean I suck at dating, right?

"We both know it's true. Logan, can I tell you a very big secret?"

"Sure," I said, uneasy as to where the conversation was going.

"Kendall's father and I never had the best relationship and we would have broken up anyways, but a major reason that good-for-nothing jerk left me because I told him about my past relationships, and he couldn't deal with the fact that I'm bisexual."

"WHAT?"

"Bisexual, as in I've dated girls, too. And don't worry; I'm not going out with another woman tonight. I just felt like telling somebody, and I thought you could handle it. Can you handle it?"

"Of course! That's great! I mean, I-I love girls so you know, I get it," I stammered out. Why, oh why, did she feel the need to tell that information to ME?

"But please, don't tell Kendall, Katie, or any of the boys. Or Camille."

"I won't," I assured her before mumbling something about joining the boys at the pool and ran out the door to get away from the situation. I needed to tell someone about this, but whom? I wasn't one to break my word, so it needed to be someone who trustworthy and who Mrs. Knight hadn't specifically told me not to tell. Someone like the very girl walking right by me.

"JO! JO! JO! I have something to tell you!" I screamed.