A/N: Hola fellow readers and writers! This is going to be a multi-chaptered Kogan fic because I love them so much! ^-^ There is going to be some slight angst and bits of fluff. Beware, this is an AU! Also contains slight/slash and suggestive language. Slash: male/male action.

Disclaimer: I do not own big time rush. I wish I did though :P

When Griffin announced over the speakers, that we were to gather in the chamber at 9 o'clock, the whole hall was filled with screams of joy! I got up from my bed beaming at the thought because this was a rare event! The last time that he said this, was when Carlos got adopted a couple of years ago.

See, this is the Griffin Institute for abandoned kids. The many orphans here were either as young as 4 years old or 17 years old. Many of us have been stuck here for many years and the result has caused many kids to lose hope in ever finding a home. It was tortuous for the kids to think that they could ever find a home so they devised ways to end their misery...suicide.

Then there was the rule that Griffin stupidly made. It said that anyone who is 18 and has not found a home, then they were sent out to the streets if they had less then three strikes. If they had more then three strikes, then they would be executed and the rest of the orphans like me, would be forced to watch them die. When they were younger then 18, and had three strikes, they would be sent to solitary confinement.

I, Logan Mitchell have not resorted to that type of escape because I cling to my faith that I will escape this wretched prison! No one can keep me in here because it isn't right. What have I ever done that has caused me to be here?

I never even knew my parents! The earliest memory I have my childhood was when I was four and I got picked up by Griffin when I was walking in Palm Woods park. Then I was brought to this place and it has become my prison. I liked living on the streets better then staying here in this horrible place. At least in the streets, I knew not to trust anyone. Here, I have learned that people betray you for their own benefit. I hate trusting others. They will always let you down one day! Its better to just keep a distant away from others.

This is why I have only a couple friends. I have picked a couple people to call them my "friends". I know that I can always count on them because they have never let me down before. Though I keep myself a little distant if I trust them too much. I cannot trust someone with my life...again.

James Diamond, my best friend that I have made in this wretched place is what I call "Pretty boy." I find this name quite matching to him because whenever I look at him, I think of a girl. He has brown, long hair covering his face. His hair really seems to bring out his hazel eyes which every girl and sometimes guys love to stare into. Don't get me wrong, he is really handsome and everything but once you get to know him, his outer beauty is nothing compared to his inner beauty.

He is such a conceited narcissistic brat! He can never take no for an answer and if he does get told no, then he whines and complains about the world. He drives me insane, sometimes! Though, with me and Kendall, he is a really great friend. He manages to put away his comb and Cuda hair products away for a minute or two and listen to what me or Kendall have to say. He really is such a great guy once you get to know him and not be someone who just wants to get in his pants.

Kendall Knight is the leader of the our small group. With his golden hair, and shining emerald eyes, he glows of power and guidance. I have always found myself attracted to his kind words and laid back nature. Me and James have always wanted to please Kendall and make him proud of us because when he looked at us, he gave us his killer smile and a wink with his eyebrows. Though he has a laid back nature most of time, he can be serious when one of us is in trouble or when we try to make him talk about his past. He knows about James' and mines past's but we have yet to know about his.

He always changes the subject when me and James try to get him to talk about his family or past. His eyes seem to grow dark with sorrow and his whole face tenses up like he is trying to remember something. Then his voice gets low and growls out "I...don't want to talk about it...yet."

We then shut our mouths and talk about something else. This happens every time...sometimes his voice cracks or he starts to cry. I would hug him and tell him "Its okay...you don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Then James would rub his back and sings Kendall's favorite song. I would always marvel at how amazing his voice is.

James' dream is to be a singer that has his name in the spotlight and be on the over of this one teen magazine. Though, when he realized that rarely anyone ever got adopted here, he talked less and less about his dream until he stopped talking about it entirely. That's the effect this place has on everyone. After a month or two, everyone stops talking about dreams and hopes. It turns into a jungle. What has kept us from losing hope is the window we have in our room.

I close both locks below the window

I close both blinds and turn away

Sometimes solutions aren't so simple

Sometimes goodbye's the only way

And the sun will set for you

The sun will set for you

And the shadow of the day

Will embrace the world in grey

And the sun will set for you

Then Kendall would slowly fall limp and sleep onto his bed with tears dried on his face.

One day, after this ritual James looked at me and whispered "You like him, don't you?"

I shiver and turn my head to look at him nervously, "W-What do y-you mean?"

He smiles "You like Kendall more then as a friend. I see the way you look at him with love and adoration."

He looks at me like I had two heads and laughs, "You always want to get his attention and whenever he looks at you,and you always have this goofy smile on your face and your eyes light up."

I glare at him and say "I am not gay! I don't like Kendall like that! He is just a good friend to me. N-Nothing more okay?"

His smile falters and he looks at angrily, "Yes you do like him. Explain to me why did you check out Kendall's ass when he was picking up his blankets off the floor. You were practically drooling!"

I blush and bark, "I was looking for my pencil!"

He sneers, " Ha! That's a load of BS! You only have one pen and that pen is always in your pocket. You never leave it on the floor!"

I glare at him "Fine! I might like him as more then a friend but it will never work out! He isn't even gay! He is already going out with Jo."

James smirks evilly, "What if he wasn't going out with Jo?"

I gulp loudly, looking at him wide-eyed " W-What do you mean?"

He smirks and says, " I will tell you tomorrow. Lets get some sleep alright?"

I nod slowly, and walk to my bed. What does he mean by that? I change into my PJ's and climb into my bed. I turn to face Kendall's bed and gaze upon him. He really does look adorable. His face looks so peaceful and so calm compared to five minutes ago. I am surprised he didn't wake up when me and James were arguing. Though James was right about one thing, I do love Kendall. I don't know if I am gay or bisexual because I have always liked girls until Kendall came into my life three years ago.

3 years ago...

"Hey there! I'm Kendall Knight!" said the new kid at me and James room. We look up at him and then Griffin leaning on the door frame. Griffin rolls his eyes and speaks gruffly with an air of arrogance "This is your newest roommate. I don't care what you do to him, just get him out of my sights." With that, he left the room and closed the door filling the room with awkward silence.

Kendall walks up to us and extends his hand out to James and smiles. James smirks, and shakes hands with him"Hey, I'm James. James Diamond." Kendall grins and says "Nice to meet you, James." He then looks at me and I smile instinctively when I look into his eyes. They were a brilliant green with a roof of bushy eyebrows on top. I extend my hand to greet him and say "H-Hey there. I'm L-Logan." Kendall smirks and says "Its a pleasure to meet you...Logan." His voice drops when he says my name making me shiver slightly.

He looks at me oddly, and says " You can let go now?" I look at our hands and realized I was still holding his. I snap my hand back and a blush fills my cheeks. I knew I was going to like him a lot.

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