YAY, NEW STORY.
I was reading a bunch of new stories, & I realized that I must write a Cargan/Kames story.
It's grown on me! D: So enjoy!

It was a bright and sunny day in the City of Angels. The birds were happily chirping and the sky was a bright blue with no clouds in sight. I was sitting at a table in the school's outdoor cafeteria, waiting for my best friend since pre-K, James, to meet up with me and eat some lunch. I guess you could consider me a nerd; I mean 99% of the students enrolled in North Hollywood High do. The only person that probably didn't was my best friend. James was definitely the best friend I could ask for, considering we were basically complete opposites. James was very handsome and could get any girl, or guy, he wanted, especially since he plays for both sides. I, on the other hand, was much focused with my studies and achieving my dream of being a doctor. I even volunteered at our local hospital in LA every day after school. How I managed to maintain a 5.0 GPA and help out at the hospital is still a mystery to me, but I worked my ass off. James had a lot of friends when I had one. I often would ask him why he chose to hang out with me when he could be with someone of a higher social status, but he would just say I doesn't want to be with anyone else but me. Anyways, it wasn't that I disliked people; I was shy and I despise starting conversations. It made me a nervous wreck, but still, I don't hate anyone. Well, except for Carlos Garcia. He, along with his close buddy, Kendall, was probably the most praised person in the school. They were popular because they were nice, not complete douchebags that think drinking and getting wasted every night was cool. You could say they were respectable. So why don't I like Carlos? Easy question, really. He was always doing these crazy stunts that were insane and dangerous, it was ridiculous. Everyone fell head over heels for Carlos and his signature helmet due to his charismatic personality and humor—everyone except me. I saw his antics as immature and a desperate cry for attention.

"Hey Logie."

I turned to the source of the voice and saw my best friend slide into the seat next to me with a tray of food.

"Hey James!" I said, beaming as I scooted closer to the edge to make room for James.

"What are you thinking about?" James asked as he stuffed his face with food.

I laughed as I picked up a napkin and wiped food off his chin. "Nothing, really. How was—?"

I was interrupted (rudely, might I add) by the one and only Carlos Garcia.

"Students of North Hollywood, may I please have your undivided attention?" Carlos announced, standing on top of his lunch table next to Kendall. Talking seemed to cease immediately and I rolled my eyes. I turned back to my food and ate my tater tots, annoyed. I didn't want to give this guy my time of day.

"Today after school, I will be performing another stunt." Carlos paused at the sound of murmurs and excited whispers filling the air. He smiled his million dollar smile, a certain sparkle in his dark, chocolate brown eyes. He loved the attention, and he loved making people happy. "Taking place in my backyard at exactly 4 PM, I will jump into my pool from my two story house's roof and successfully complete three somersaults before landing in the pool."

The entire student body seemed to erupt into cheering, displaying their anticipation to witness Carlos Garcia do the stunt.

"That is all," Carlos finished, taking a step down from the table. People turned back to their friends and all I could hear was how they can't wait for the stunt.

"Unbelievable," I muttered under my breath, taking a bite out of my pizza. Err, well, "pizza."

"I know, right? Kendall is so hot," James gushed, fanning himself with his hand.

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? That's what you thought I meant?"

James shrugged and chuckled. "Idunno. It's true though."

"Why don't you ask him out then?" I asked, throwing the piece of cardboard pizza in my plate again. I gave up on cafeteria food.

James shot me an "are-you-freaking-insane?" look and shook his head vigorously. "No way, he'll shoot me down."

I snorted as I sipped some water from my water bottle. "Yeah right. Someone turning down the James Diamond? I hardly believe so."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Not every living, breathing creature loves me." James sighed as he pushed his limp salad leaves around in the bowl with his fork. Then he pushed the tray away from him.

"I beg to differ," I scoffed. "My old cat liked you more than he liked me in less than two minutes."

James laughed at my recollection. "Charles was such a cutie."

"Anyways, why are you freaking out over Kendall anyways? I mean, you've asked a lot of people out before and you never seemed to have a problem then."

I side glanced to see James fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. He let out a sigh and threw his hands up before letting them fall back down on to his thighs.

"I don't know. I don't know why I'm so worked up over him. I've talked to him a couple of times, and he was just so nice and genuine it's unreal. I just… I guess I like him a lot." James was getting quieter and quieter towards the end.

I put my hand on his shoulder and gripped it reassuringly. "He's not going to turn you down. Why don't you just say hi?"

James looked at me with a glimmer of hope in his hazel eyes. A small smile started to form on his face. "You're right, I will."

I smiled at him and turned back to drinking my water. I was hungry as hell but since my "food" wasn't actually edible, water was the only thing I could consume at the moment.

"Wait, come with me," James added after getting up.

I did a spit take. "Huh?" I cupped my ears to make sure I had heard correctly.

"Come with me," James whined, pulling my arms. I jerked away and turned back to facing my gross food.

"Fuck no," I said sternly, not looking at his pleading eyes. I knew I would give in if I faced him.

"Why not!" James sat back down, legs straddling the bench. "For meeeee?"

I sighed as I turned to my desperate friend. "You know why! I hate Carlos. I can't stand that kid. Being around him just makes me want to puke."

"I don't understand you, Logan. He's so nice and friendly! Plus he's really cute and funny! I don't see why you don't like him."

"He just wants attention it's petty. Those stunts are so dangerous! It's not worth being popular if you have to put yourself in danger like that," I explained, voice leveled and matter-of-factly. I took another sip to avoid eye contact with James.

"He doesn't have to do any of that stuff to be popular. He's lovable just as he is. Maybe you should get to know him before judging him like that," James suggested, pulling me up again.

"No," I said, voice low and firm. James grumbled.

"Fine! You don't have to talk to Carlos, or even acknowledge him! All I ask is for you to come with me to say hi to Kendall, okay?"

I thought about for a second, and decided to cave in.

"Damn it, James! Why do you always do this to me? Fine, fine, fine! I'll go with you," I grumbled and dumped the contents on the tray into the nearest trash can. I took my backpack and slung it over my shoulder.

"Yes! Thank you, thank you!" James wrapped his arms around me tightly. I rolled my eyes and huffed.

"Whatever," I mumbled, following him towards Kendall's table.

We stopped awkwardly next to the table, sort of in front of Kendall. He stopped midway through his conversation Carlos and looked up at us with his bottle green eyes.

"Hi," Kendall said awkwardly, raising an eyebrow.

I looked up at blushing James and nudged him in the side. He scowled and glared at me before turning his attention to the blonde.

"Hey Kendall," he blurted, sounding a lot happier than he need to be. His face incarnadined even more.

I stifled my laughter and sighed. Well I guess this is where I jump in.

"Hi, Kendall," I greeted, smiling. Then I hesitantly turned to Carlos, who I could tell was trying to contain his laughter from seeing James' face. "Carlos," I muttered coldly.

Carlos' bright smile began to fade as he sensed the bitterness in the way I said his name. I elbowed James in the ribs again, signaling him to say something.

"Um, s-sorry to, uh, b-bother you, b-but I just wanted t-to know if y-you were free this weekend," James stuttered, playing with the hem of his shirt.

I almost had a heart attack for him, watching him be so nervous and… un-James. The James I knew was always so confident and outgoing it was weird watching him so tense.

Kendall cocked an eyebrow and his green eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Did you just ask me out on a date?" A smirk crept onto his face as he slid off the table to stand up.

James gulped and his eyes widened, his light brown eyes clouded with fear… or was it embarrassment?

"O-only if y-you want it t-to b-be…" James said quietly, voice faltering. He stepped back a little, only to trip over someone's backpack. Before he could fall, Kendall grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back up to his feet.

James looked like a tomato by now. I could feel a stroke coming on. I was so nervous for him, but evidently not as nervous as he was.

Kendall pulled James in closer to his body by James' waist and leaned in closer to James' ear. "I want it to be." Kendall winked and unwrapped his arm from James' waist before he walked back to Carlos. Carlos clearly looked amused. I could see Carlos whisper something to Kendall, and Kendall would laugh in response. I turned to look at James and he was still standing there in shock.

"Er, thanks, see ya," I quickly said and began to push James away from the table.

"Wait, Logan right?"

I whipped around to see Carlos on his feet, making his way towards me. Great, last thing I wanted to do was talk to him.

"Uh, yeah. What do you want?" I snapped, not even hiding my vexation.

Carlos' face turned a little darker at the impatience in my voice. "Uh, I just wanted to know if you were coming to watch my stunt."

I rolled my eyes. "No, of course not. Now if you'll excuse me…"

I turned towards James again and started to continue walking away until Carlos stopped me… again.

"What now?" I barked, whirling around to face the discouraged-looking Latino.

He sighed and looked down at his shoes. "N-nevermind." He seemed hurt and I felt guilt beginning to consume me.

"Wait, I'm sorry," I sighed, grabbing his shoulder and twirling him back around.

His face lit up like a Christmas tree and a smile make its way to his cute face. Wow, did I seriously just say he was cute? Funny what guilt can do to someone, huh?

"What did you want to say to me?" I questioned, starting to feel impatient again.

"It's just… I feel like you hate me," Carlos confessed, almost whispering. He suddenly found his shoes interesting again and twiddled his thumbs.

I glanced around and saw that James had already left my side and returned to talking (or more like flirting) with Kendall.

"I don't hate you. I just don't really like you. Happy?" I nonchalantly stated and shrugged.

Carlos furrowed his eyebrows and his mouth hung open a bit. "B-but why?"

"There's not really a why, I guess," I shrugged. His usual bright eyes were now almost a dull black. I could tell he wasn't used to having people dislike him. "Look, Carlos, you can't expect everyone to like you. That's just impossible. It's… it's nothing personal, okay?"

Carlos bit his lip and nodded, obviously still sad. I patted the helmet on his head and gave him a small smile. James was still with Kendall so I decided to leave them be. I left without another word.

In a way, I felt bad. Carlos was a nice guy, and I had always known that. But the fact that he acts like a child and he's a junior in high school badgered me. He was immature and juvenile, shown clearly through his actions. I didn't want to dislike him, but I couldn't help it. I guess my talk with him helped me like him a little more, but not by much. He seemed surprised when I said that not everyone in life is going to like him. Evidently, Carlos isn't mature in even the slightest way. Anyways, why am I spending my time talking about him again?

Sorry about the abrupt ending... I'm not sure where to stop...
Anyways, yeah... haha, hope you liked it?