Carlos' POV

I hate Monday. I'm not well rested because I stayed up doing God knows what the night before, I have to make sure I didn't lose anything I needed to turn in for class and make sure I did all of Friday's homework.

But the absolute worst was Logan Mitchell. Also known as Satan. His only reason for existing is to make my life a living hell, and he is the best at what he does. I could barely do anything around him without him making it seem Gay and or nerdy.

Yes I'm gay and I'm a nerd. I'm a nerdy gay. I had known since I was thirteen when my two best friends, Kendall and Jett, came out as a couple. It got me thinking and after an awkward make out session with another friend, Dak, I found out I was indeed gay. We dated for a while, but he later realized he was straight, so we ended it on good terms.

A familiar honk heard from outside tears me back into reality. I check myself in the mirror, my usual look of disappointment. My white button up covered by my favorite purple vest, khaki pants and VANS. My black rimmed glasses pulling the whole outfit together.

I shrug at my reflection before turning to grab my already fully packed backpack, I throw it over my shoulder and head downstairs.

'Papi! I'm leaving!' I yelled as I exited the house.

'Dude, what took so long?' Jett asked from the driver seat of his Subaru.

'I was out of the house in like, less than thirty seconds.' I back fired as I sat in the backseat.

'Sup Litos.' Kendall greeted from the passenger seat.

'Hello Kenny.' I said back.

'So what were you so busy doing this weekend that you didn't bother to call us?' Jett asked as he backed out of the driveway.

'I just needed some alone time. Plus there was a Doctor Who Marathon, and I didn't want to spend half the time answering all you guys' questions about what the hell was happening.' I teased.

'I dont care what you say, that show is complicated.' Jett said in their defense.

'Neither of you have ever seen a whole episode of the show, so hush.' I said in my favorite show's defense.

'Actually, I started watching from season one last week on Netflix, its a pretty decent show.' Kendall chirped.

'Pretty decent my ass! The tenth Doctor is my wet dream come true.' I said excitedly.

'Shush dont spoil it! I'm still with the ninth Doctor.' Kendall scolded.

'Sorry. What episode are you on?' I asked.

'I just finished part one of the one when that kid always says 'Are you my Mummy?' I started part two but, Jett wouldn't let me finish because he got jealous of Captain Jack Harkness.' Kendall said while pinching his boyfriend's cheek.

'You called him the hottest guy you'd ever seen!' Jett whined as he pulled onto the school parking lot.

'He is the hottest guy I ever seen but I dont wanna date a hottie, I wanna date you.' Kendall said.

I winced at his sentence and looked over to Jett who looked absolutely appalled before he got out of the car.

'Man that came out so wrong!' Kendall yelled as he and I got out of the car, making sure to lock it.

I watch in pure amusement as Kendall runs after Jett.

'Awe look, the little nerd got lucky enough to be invited into a threesome. How sweet.' the all but familiar voice said from behind me.

I roll my eyes and kept just started walking to the building. I didn't want to give Logan the satisfaction of knowing just how far under my skin he was.

'Oh dont run away you fairy.' Logan said as he grabbed my arm and turned me around so I was facing him.

I hated looking at him, because he was fucking gorgeous. Every time he accused me of wanting him to fuck like a little bitch he was right, but I'd kill myself before I told him that.

'I'm not running from anything, I just dont like being around closed minded, ignorant, mouth breathing dick monkeys, like you.' I snarled before I snatched my arm away and headed to class.

If you are wondering why I had the balls to stand up to Logan it's because Palm Woods High School had the lowest tolerance for violence. Say what you want, but the second you swing at someone you will be expelled. So I'd dare Logan to hit me, just so I could see him kicked out of school.

The day went on as normal, classes a text from Kendall saying that he was back on Jett's good side, Logan being a dick in the hallways and finally lunch.

'So what sick thing did you have to do to apologize to Jett this time?' I ask Kendall, Jett didn't have this lunch so this was me and Kendall's gossip time.

'Supply closet sex, you know, show him how hot I think he is.' Kendall said plainly.

'I'd kill for what you two have, someone to talk to and distract me from anything and everything. Then again I'd slap a priest just for a quickie, does that make me a slut or a wannabe slut?' I asked while munching on a corndog.

'No, it makes you lonely. Carlos you need to start talking to people again, when we were little you were a social butterfly. Now you're like a social...snail or something.' Kendall said.

He was right, I used to talk to everyone, but then I came out. Everyone still treated me same so it didn't matter, until Logan transferred. He made joke after joke, to the point I stopped doing anything with anyone in public so he wouldn't have so much to make fun of. That back fired when I started pouring myself into my school work, then I became a nerd.

'I know how I was but things are different now.' I replied.

'How so?' Kendall challenged.

'Back then Logan didn't exist in my mind, and being gay didn't either.' I explained.

'So you're letting Logan, Logan, control your happiness?' Kendall said.

I stopped eating when I realized, Kendall was absolutely...right. Why was I letting Logan's stupidity control my actions? I didn't care about his opinion.

'Kendall, why didn't you give this speech, I dont know, when I was fifteen?' I asked my best friend with a smile.

'Because I... am a little stupid.' Kendall admitted, unable to come up with a reason.

Lunch went on with us talking about how I was gonna come out of the shell I been building since tenth grade. Eventually the bell rang and Kendall and I went our different ways.

I hated this class, Professional Communication. Why do I hate it? Because of...

'What's up Pop Tart Fart.'

Fucking Logan. I normally would have frowned or came up with a snappy comment, but now that I had Kendall knock some sense into me.

'What is up beef cake?' I said teasingly back to him in a semi slutty voice.

Logan looked like I had just did some type of impossible magic trick.

I winked at him giving a smirk that haven't used since he moved here. I went to my seat, totally proud of myself for making the never quiet Logan speechless for the first time. I watched as the teacher, Mr. Roque, walked in and sat at his desk.

'OK, class, we are doing a project that will last for two months. It will be worth eighty percent of your semester grade, the other twenty being the final exam. you will be doing this with a partner, not a group, not one person does it all. Dont get excited about it because I'm going to be picking your partner.' Mr. Roque said.

The class groaned in unison.

'You all know my job is to teach you things you will actually use when you graduate, like how to get a job. This project must be done with a partner, because this is a marriage project.'

'What!?' the class yelled.

'That's right, you will be married, writing and turning in reports on the events of the marriage every week. Now get ready because now I am going to tell you who you are going to be married to.'

I was doodling while I waited to hear my named called.

'Carlos Garcia and...Logan Mitchell.'

'What?! I cant be married to him! No way, I might be gay but I have standards!' I yelled in pure anger.

'Well tough, because it's either you marry him or you marry someone else next year when you retake the class next year because this class is mandatory for graduation.' the teacher said.

I sat down and groaned at the world. This just had to happen, God clearly wanted me to be stuck in my shell and wanted Logan to make sure I stayed in there.

I looked over my shoulder and saw Logan smiling at me in a way I found simply wrong.

This is gonna be the worst two months of my life.