Author Note: this is a new story that i just couldn't wait to post. I have quite a few chapters already typed up so updates shouldn't take too long and it wont interfere Hidden Journals. This is A/U so the boys are in high school and there is no BTR. Its mostly about Kendall and Logan, but James and Carlos will make plenty of appearances as well. Hope you like it :)

Prologue

Kendall and Logan were born less than two months a parts, Logan in September, Kendall in November. The two have been inseparable since the beginning.

Even the elementary school knew to never separate them when they did the class rosters during the summer. They made that mistake during their second grade year where the two refused to go their separate ways. The first day of school, the two walked in together to Logan's class, sharing a chair while Kendall refused to go to his own. Phone calls of course were made, tears were cried and after a week of the two being placed in their own respective classes, where fits and temper tantrums were consistent for both boys, the school finally gave in and moved Kendall into Logan's class.

Even at home it was difficult for either Johanna or Jennifer, long time best friends themselves) to get their own son to arrive home alone. They finally were able to get the boys to compromise. Every day after school, the boys would rotate from one house to another, playing and doing their homework before eating dinner. As soon as the meal was done, they would go their own ways for the night, only to start all over again for breakfast the next day before heading off to school together. Weekends were no different. Friday nights were spent at the Mitchell's while Saturdays were at the Knight's.

It wasn't until High School that things began to change. The boys were older. They were experiencing new things, new feelings and new beginnings. It wasn't that they were thrown into different cliques like most childhood friends are usually split. No, they had the same friends. Most of the same interest, but they did find their own paths.

Kendall was into sports, especially hockey, while Logan joined the debate team and various educational clubs. The few hours after school where they went their separate ways were good for them. They needed it, but of course Logan never missed a game, being one of the loudest cheerers in the bleachers, while Kendall never missed a competition, making sure that Logan had someone in the audience every time.

They survived the first half of their Freshmen year with no problems at all. They were popular. Their grades were at the top of their class and best of all they had each other. That is, until that final day. The day they both regret for the rest of their lives. The day when Logan let his emotions get the better of him and without even realizing it at first, turned both their lives into a living hell.

Chapter 1: Tragedy

"Are you sure, about this Jennifer? Taking in a teenager after a tragedy like this isn't going to be easy. We can try to get a hold of his uncle again to see-"

"No dear. I made up my mind. He is staying with us and that's final."

"But you already have Kendall and Katie to worry about. You don't need-"

"I don't need you to worry, Kelly. He will be as fine as one can be for these circumstances. Johanna was my best friend and her kid is my kid. If she was in my position I know for a fact she would be saying the same thing and you know it too."

Kelly nodded her head looking down at her notebook as tears filled her eyes. She had been the Johanna's personal assistant since Logan was a toddler. They had treated her like family even opening up their home to her when times were hard. Now she was standing there, across the street fulfilling their last wishes in making sure their only son would be alright. She wanted to care for the boy herself, but she knew she wouldn't be able too. She no longer had a job and had to find her own place to place. She was in no position to be taking in a teenager.

"I'm just worried about him is all," she sniffed.

"I know you are, but I promise he is in good hands," Jennifer Knight reassured her once more, "Everything is going to be fine and you are more than welcome to come visit any time you want."

"Thank you," Kelly's crying lightened up at the reassurance that she would still be welcomed.

"Now go on and break a leg at that job interview," Jennifer gave her a warm and encouraging smile.

Kelly nodded her head, "Tell Logan I said goodbye and that I will call him," she insisted as she made her way down the driveway to her car. She got into the seat, closing the door before pulling down her vanity mirror. After touching up her makeup and wiping the tear stains from her cheeks, she gave Jennifer a wave before backing out of the driveway.

Jennifer watched as the Toyota drove down the street before her eyes landed on the house across the street. The house was nearly empty. A For Sale sign creaked as it swung on it's hinges with the light breeze. She, Kelly and Logan had walked through it three days ago deciding together what would be moved, what was to be put into storage and what would be sold.

The front lawn was littered with boxes and furniture set into two piles; one that would be placed into the moving van and sent to storage, while the other pile was slowly disappearing as it was walked across the street to the Knight's residence.

It was early April. The warm weather only arrived a week before melting the snow, but still chilly enough for jackets to be worn. It was hard to believe that just over a week ago, the worst snow storm of the season had torn the two families world's apart and gluing the remaining pieces together.

"Kendall took off again!" Jennifer jumped as her twelve year old daughter appeared from behind her, dragging her from her thoughts. "Are you alright?" Katie questioned, her brown eyes softening as she saw her mother's eyes begin to glisten with tears once again.

Jennifer nodded, pulling out yet another tissue from her pocket and wiping her eyes as Katie wrapped her arms around her waist, "It'll get better, Mom. I promise," the young girl assured her.

Jennifer opened her arms, pulling her daughter into her embrace, "In time, Sweetheart. For now we just have to take it one step at a time. Now about your brother. Where is he anyway?"

Katie shrugged before her eyes fell on the blond and pointed up the street, "Here he comes," she rolled her eyes before heading across the street to pick up another box.

"Kendall!" Jennifer called out as her son strolled up the driveway. Over the past two weeks, he just seem to keep disappearing, knowing perfectly well that things needed to be done and she wasn't about to let him off the hook, "Kendall Donald Knight, where have you been? We have been working all morning and needed your help!"

Kendall simply shrugged as he walked pass her and into the house. Sighing, Jennifer followed him as he made his way towards the basement that was converted into his bedroom. He had once had his own room on the second floor along with his mother and Katie, but as the kids grew older, she decided to work from home and needed the office space. Therefore, they moved him down into the basement. He didn't mind though. It was big and all his.

Until now.

Kendall scowled as he pushed past the brown haired teenager who was slowly ascending the steps. With his head hung low and hidden beneath his hood, he didn't even see the blond coming. Harshly, Kendall bumped into him, causing the other boy to rock on his heels as he reached out for the railings to stop himself from falling.

"Kendall!" His mother scolded from the top stair as she waited for Logan to clear the way, "You alright sweetie?" she asked. The boy nodded with a weak smile before disappearing back out the front door. Quickly Jennifer made her way down and into her son's living quarters.

She looked around in disgust. Clothes were scattered all around the room. An empty pizza box on the floor near the couch. Kendall just sat there with his eyes glued to the X-Box game that was loading.

"I told you to clean this pigsty up three days ago!" Jennifer shrieked picking up a random article of clothing and chucking it at her son to get his attention.

"And I told you that I didn't want him here!" Kendall shot back, his green eyes focused on the television as his thumbs moved rapidly causing the zombies to fall one by one as he shot them with the virtual weapon.

Jennifer sighed as she approached her son. Brushing off a few potato chip crumbs from the couch cushion, she sat down next to him lowering her voice to a gentler tone as she placed a finger under his chin to force him to look at her, "What has gotten into you, Kendall? This isn't you," she said gesturing towards the room. "You're usually so organized and you never talked to me that way. What's wrong?"

Kendall paused his game as he sighed, turning to his mother, "Why does he have to live here?"

"Kendall, we've already discussed this. He's only sixteen and he has no where else to go and before you even say anything," she cut him off as his mouth began to open, "Kelly's life was torn apart too. She has to find a new job and a new place to live. She's been with the Mitchells since she was seventeen and interning for Johanna. She has her own growing up to with out having to worry about a teenager."

Kendall sighed, "Couldn't he stay on the couch or something?"

Jennifer raised an eyebrow choosing to ignore that last suggestion, "What happened to you two? You use to be so close."

Kendall shrugged turning his head to avoid her eyes, "I don't know. Stuff?" he lied. He knew perfectly well what happened. Logan ruined his life, but his parents were too blind to see him for what he really was.

"It's only for a little while, Kendall. The landlord already agreed to send Buddah Bob here as soon as he can to put up a wall so you both can have your privacy. Besides, another year and you'll both be off to college."

Kendall smiled at the thought as he looked back to his mother, "Fine, Mom. I'll give it a try," he gave in. It was hard to say no to her. Katie might have been the baby, but Kendall was a mama's boy. There was no denying it.

"Great, now how about you come on up and help Logan and Katie with the rest of the boxes."

Kendall nodded, throwing down his remote as he stood up, "Ill be right there," he called out as he watched his mother ascend the staircase.

Kendall glanced around what use to be his room. Yes it still was his, but not all his anymore. What had once been his 'man cave' as his friends liked to call it was now tightly pushed to one side of the basement, while the other now contained an additional bed, two dressers, a tall oak bookcase and piles and piles of boxes.

Shaking his head, he made to climb the stairs only to be pushed back by a box, "Owe! That hurt!" he cried out grabbing his arm where the sharp corner of the box had hit him.

"Sorry," came the sarcastic reply. "Didn't see you there!"

Ignoring the comment, Kendall turned on his heels continuing up the stairs. Though Logan never saw it, the blond was smiling, because for the first time in two years Logan had spoken to him. Sure he heard his voice in class as he answered a question, or over heard him in the halls and definitely heard him as he hid in the back of the auditorium watching Logan during one of his debates, but for the first time in two years, Logan had spoken directly to him.

Author note: should I continue?