New Kames story, yay! Please review and tell me if I should continue! Enjoy! :)

James's POV

Late into the night, the Minnesota snow fell and fell. Maybe it was because I was so excited for winter, or maybe it was the shier fact that I was lonely. Either way, I still needed to call Logan Mitchell.

You would wonder, if you knew, why Logan and I would be friends. Best friends, even. That is a simple fact.

I should have listened with both ears instead of one.

It all started when we were both in pre-k. My mom, Brooke Diamond, had decided to send me to school a year early because her cosmetics line was taking off and I was only getting in the way of her work, seeing as she was constantly having to consent to my every need. It was there, in Mrs. Mallory's classroom that I met Logan.

I'm rich. There's no point in denying it but Logan was… well, less than so. He wasn't poor but he didn't exactly have much in the way of money. I remember little Logie sitting down at the plastic table in pre-k and taking out his hand-me-down crayons. No one should have to have hand-me-down crayons. So, being the good boy I was, I ran over to him and offered to share. Sense then, best friends.

The part that stumps people about our friendship is that me and Logan are polar opposites. He's a human form of a brain while I'm a human form of a Geek god. Logan is always cautious about every little thing and I'm more of a spontaneous type of guy.

Logan rarely can get a girl to look in his direction. I have them flocking to my door step.

And I suppose that's another opposite. Logan is very quiet and self-less, I'm more then melodramatic and I'm not afraid to embrace me God-like beauty. If you have, flaunt it. That's my mom's motto.

Going back to the whole, 'I should have listened with both ears instead of one' thing; my attention span is diminutive and I chose to listen to the little angel on my shoulder telling me to give the big time nerd a chance, rather than listening to both the angel and devil on my shoulders; not getting to get both view points. But what's done is done. And I couldn't have asked for a better best friend.

The only problem was that Logan had a brother. Kendall Knight. Different last name, I know. Kendall isn't actually his brother, but a best friend whose parents wanted to move out of town but didn't want to. So Logan's family took him in to live with them when he and Logan were 10. That was at least 6 years ago.

The problem?

I'm in love with Kendall Knight.

And I would do anything to get him to love me too. Which is why I had waited at least a half hour longer than necessary to call Logan. I had to wait till I knew Kendall would be home from hockey practice.

God was Kendall to die for. He was just one muscular ball of hockey playing gold hair and glassy bottle green eyes. Not to mention his laugh. His incessantly loud and obnoxious laugh that the blonde's friend, Carlos, always claimed that could make the Empire State Building collapse. I thought it was the most appealing laugh I'd ever heard. It really made you believe that the blonde was inviting and well-bred. Yep, bred. Because there is no way that he could be as much of a dream as he was and still be born like everyone else. Even better? Kendall was my age too.

I picked up the phone and stared at it a moment, hoping to god that Logan would pick up and that I'd somehow manage to make him think it was his idea to invite me over, because I just needed to see Kendall that much, and then I dialed.

"Hello?" I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard the angelic voice pick up the phone. Kendall.

"H-Hello, Kendall. It's me, J-James. I was looking for Logan." I silently berated myself for stuttering. I don't understand myself sometimes. I waited till I knew Kendall was home, and yet, I didn't want him to pick up.

Kendall chuckled. "Yeah. He's a little busy right now. Can I take a message?"

Yeah… I love you. That was what I wanted to tell him, but even the thought made my face go tomato red. "Nope. Just have him call me back." I sounded like I was struggling to stop myself from choking. Really, I was. "Bye—"

"Wait!" Kendall suddenly exclaimed into the phone and my heart missed a beat, causing a tightening sensation in my chest.

"Yes?" I knew I sounded too hopeful.

Kendall got quiet for a second. "Logan should be done soon. Do you want to come over and wait for him?"

No. I want to come over for you.

"Sure." I say with a smile on my face and we say a quick goodbye and hang up; one thought running through my mind…

I really hope I can get Kendall alone.

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