Here's ya go, peoples! I've been working on this for a bit, since Lindy Nose Best severely encouraged me in Jogan's relationship. Even more than when Piper Curda had mentioned Jogan for season 2. Who's excited?

"Ya know what? Jenna's lucky. You're gonna be a great boyfriend one day."

"Oh gosh, why did I say that?" Jasmine moaned quietly, her head in her hands. The lights were out and Lindy's bedroom was only illuminated by the tiny bedside lamp. Lindy had snapped it on before leaving for a few minutes to deal with a problem with her parents.

Jasmine felt like such an idiot. The previous week had been a whirlwind – first Lindy decided to stop butting into people's personal business (technically it was suggested and highly encouraged by the group, but still); Delia got a spot on the varsity football team, replacing Garrett; and . . . Logan and Jasmine pretended to fake date.

Originally it was to make Jasmine's ex Mike and Logan's crush Jenna jealous. While it worked tremendously, Jasmine and Logan might have been just a smidge too real. Their moments were maybe a little too immaculate and endearing, and they hadn't appeared as if they were just for show. And that was why Jasmine was freaking out.

Sure, they had been friends forever. Best friends, including the whole group, but… Lately something had felt different. It really came through when they were fake dating. And Logan had never seemed like the intimate type! He surprised her with flowers in her locker, went on dates with her, carried her to class, and he cared about her! It stunned her how easily their conversations had come. As if they had been acting as if they liked each other this entire time.

But that was ridiculous. Right? That was just some stupid movie cliché where two best friends fall in love. That never happened in real life, right?

That was what Jasmine thought until Lindy finally broke her no-butting-in streak (who were they kidding; she never stopped) and advised them to give it a try if they actually felt something between each other. Maybe if they hadn't immediately dismissed the matter and talked about it seriously, then Logan might not be going out with Jenna.

Of course Lindy knew absolutely nothing about this. Jasmine wished she could keep it that way, but Lindy was her best friend and she knew that she couldn't keep it from her for long. But this was her brother! Yes, she had said to dive in, but Jasmine had tried! She really had! She had gathered up all of her courage (which was a lot) and began to explain to Logan that she realized that he made her happier than any other guy she had dated, but then . . . Jenna.

Talk about bad timing, in came Lindy.

"Ugh! Parents!" She threw up her hands in frustration and fell flat on her bed.

"Problem?" her fashionista best friend asked from her curled up position on the loveseat as if she didn't have plenty her own. The annoyed look on Lindy's face said it all:

"Logan."

Lindy stood back up and began to voice her opinion once again as she paced back and forth. "My dear, dear brother causes so much trouble for everyone! I just can't take it! It makes me sick."

"What'd he do?" Jasmine could hardly believe that Logan would actually do something to purposely make Lindy distressed, but she couldn't very well say so under the circumstances. Liking your best friend's brother seemed like a no-no, despite whatever Lindy might have said.

"He stayed out with that girl Jenna for FIVE HOURS!" she exploded.

"Well he did say they were going on a date," Jasmine tried to reason.

"Not at six-thirty at night! He came home just before midnight!"

She leaned forward. "Woah! What happened?"

"That's the thing! He won't tell us!" Lindy sighed heavily. "All he said is that he promises he didn't do anything wrong and nothing happened between them, but it's killing me! What'd he do?"

"So he was really on a date with Jenna for that long?" she asked quietly, looking down and fingering the hem of her shirt.

"Yeah! He–" Lindy cast her eye down on the frowning girl. "Jazz . . ."

"Yeah?" Jasmine whispered, the slightest tear rolling down her cheek.

"Are you okay?"

Jasmine wiped her tear away and stood up, pumping her arms a few times. "Yeah, I'm totally fine. When am I not fine?" She began to walk past her, but Lindy put an arm out to stop her.

"Jazz."

"You're gonna think it's stupid."

"Nothing you say is ever stupid," Lindy said seriously, then chuckled. "Well, except when it includes Logan."

Jasmine looked at the floor, a tear trickling down her cheek again.

Her eyes widened, feeling sorry for her best friend. "It's about Logan, isn't it?"

Jasmine nodded, eyes shut.

"What about him?" Lindy questioned quietly.

"Well . . . You know how you said if we really liked each other we should give it a shot?" Jasmine muttered.

Lindy couldn't help it – she groaned. "Oh no, you like him?"

"See, I KNEW you'd react this way!" Jasmine walked back to the corner, running her fingers nervously through her hair. "Look, I didn't think I liked him. I didn't know! But . . . Since you said that, I realized it's true, so . . ."

Lindy faced her, eyebrows crinkled. "Jazz, you're the type to speak your mind. Why don't you tell him?"

"I tried to! Then Jenna came up and I found out they were going on a date, so I stopped!"

The two friends had never really had a fight, but by the volume people would have guessed they were.

"C'mon, if you really care about him, then tell him how you feel!"

"He's dating Jenna! I can't do that now!"

"Sure you can! No way in the world will my parents let him out with her again!"

"No! I–I can't!" Jasmine refused, throwing her hands up.

"You can't what?"

The voice stopped both girls in their tracks. Lindy was the one turned around, so she asked, "Logan?"

"Yeaaah. What were you two talking about?" Lindy's brother walked into the room, arms crossed, and positioned himself in front of the door. No way were any of them getting out of this situation.

Jasmine stared up at the ceiling, suddenly afraid she would vomit. "This is so not happening."

Want a second part? Tell me in the comments! But please, please, please do not ask WHEN I will update, or if I can make MORE chapters than two. Seriously. Don't.