There are times, in everyone´s life, where you meet a turning point. A moment in which you choose the path that would forever reign they way you live; that small action that will dictate the writings of your life. Sometimes that path is showed to you by a person close to you, a father or a mother, brother or sister, a friend …but other times this person is the one you expect the less, it´s that person that you see through the corner of your eye but never fully acknowledge.

A work mate

That annoying guy everyone seems to hate

Your exasperating neighbor

The person that sits next to you on the bus

This person will make you realize whom you are meant to be in so many ways that, sometimes, you might even call destiny insane, thinking that this person is the least you need in life…when really it will become the person that will mean life to you.

The real secret here, it´s learning to open up, getting out of our shell and face what the world has in store for each one of us…

CHAPTER 1

Logan Mitchell groaned closing his eyes.

Monday Mornings…those were never good for poor students like him that had to get up at five in the morning, every morning, to get to the bus to get in time to work before running to school. Life was just precious that way.

Feeling incredibly annoyed at the high amount of people squeezing inside the bus, he took out his headphones putting on his favorite playlist and getting ready for a whole hour inside the packed bus. At least he had managed to get a seat next to the window and was able to push all the chaos away.

He grimaced thinking that that´s what people got for deciding to ditch a nice apartment close to work and school just for the sake of paying a lot less rent and having enough money to afford important things like food or a decent laptop that wouldn't die on them in the middle of a vital assignment…he liked to think that he had no better options so he had to suck it up, after all, Med school was not for the weaker minds that would crumble after realizing that they couldn't have every small thing to make their college life easier, the ones that wouldn't do everything in their power for the sake of getting to be a Doctor.

Or that was what Logan liked to say to make himself feel better every time he remembered that he lost two hours every day just for taking the bus.

Payback is overdue
So much for my I. O. U.
My head is stuck underneath God's thumb
I guess that makes me the lucky one

Stupidity is a constant trend
Murphy and I have become best friends
Hooray for dreams gone before they've come
Hooray for me, I'm the lucky one

Logan mumbled the lyrics completely oblivious to a small commotion that was taking place a couple of feet from his seat, where a guy was trying hard to keep his high amount of bags in place and not crushing everyone in the meantime…well, not until said guy managed to sit right next to him promptly hitting his head so hard that Logan ended up with his forehead against the window and the beginnings of a nasty headache.

"Hey!" he whined massaging the affected area and turning to glare at the other guy "Please be careful!" Logan practically barked before turning to the window once again and begging the gods that the trip would come to an end soon…or that the guy sitting next to him would leave in the next stop.

I am, I am, I am
The lucky one
I am, I am, I am
Hooray for me, I'm the lucky one
I am, I am, I am
The lucky one
I am a comedian
The joke's on me, I'm the lucky one

A sinking ship, holes in my lifeboat
I'm sorry for choking but I've got a wishbone stuck in my throat
I never thought this could be such fun
Hooray for me I'm the lucky one

Logan rolled his eyes behind his aviator shades. Now that was ironic, hearing that song right in that moment being who he was, the most unlucky person that could ever exist. If you talked to him about school you could prepare yourself to be blown away, he was genius after all, but that was where the good things ended. Some teachers hated him for that same reason making some subjects complete hell. He was alone, not really talking much to his father or brother. He had yet to be inside any sort of relationship –and yes he was twenty two years old- because he was too perfectionist to settle just for anyone, and finally, even if he didn't think of himself as ugly, for some reason he never attracted the kind of guys he wanted. Sometimes he even made deals with himself, saying that the next time a guy tried to flirt with him, he would swallow his overanalyzing brain and get a nice fuck because being a virgin at his age was just wrong, but at the end the guy ran away and he ended back at home, alone with his cat.

Gosh he was such dork.

Glaring at his phone for playing a song that only reminded him how much he wanted his life to move on and get better, Logan practically punched the screen hoping to find some other meaningless song that would shut his brain for good.

Time for some JLo

"You like Jennifer Lopez!" Logan blinked before taking out one of his headphones frowning and looking at his side where the guy with the dozen bags was looking at him like he had just told him the secrets of the universe. Logan nodded slowly before turning back to the window thinking that the conversation would end there…he was wrong "He sings pretty good, right now I´m obsessed with Going in"

"That´s good" Logan spoke hating that his mother had raised him like a polite person that never left people hanging, because right now that answer had earned him a whole rant about the song and how awesome it was and fuck! Didn't that guy get that if one was wearing headphones it meant that he didn't want to be disturbed? What was wrong with him? Not even his most sharp and monosyllabic answers got him to stop.

It was so annoying that he was tempted to get out and change buses just to get away from him but he knew that if he did that he would get to work late, and he was not letting this weird guy get between his perfect attendance and him. So he sighed resigning himself into hearing him speak for the rest of the trip. When he finally saw his stop he almost screamed in joy and stood up to bolt out of the bus as soon as possible…until he saw the other guy also standing up.

"Is this your stop too?" he asked Logan while he tried to move his bags out of the way.

"Yes" Logan mumbled between teeth seeing the open doors like a route to heaven and practically feeling his body vibrating ready to get out of that confined space. Once the guy moved out of the way Logan ran to the beauty that was his stop and began walking fast eager to put as much distance as he could between the annoying guy and himself. He really had no idea what made that stranger get so much under his skin but he was not about to start overanalyzing his antisocial reactions to a guy that he was never going to see again, he just let a small smile appear in his lips once he spotted Diamond´s Cosmetics not too far from him.

Work sweet –horrible- work at last.

"Good morning" he told the receptionist once he got inside and walked to her station.

"Hey Logan, how was your weekend?" Lily smiled at him. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, it didn't matter that he was gay at all, she was a natural blonde, had nice black glasses, pink lipstick and shoes that went great with her uniform…but most of all she was just as awkward as him and was the only friend he had in that place.

"Well…" He started to speak when a tumult startled both of them. He turned to the entrance door seeing none other than the guy from the bus –Guybus…Busboy!- with his million bags trying to get inside "You´ve got to be kidding me" Logan groaned seeing him apologizing for the noise at the same time that he tried to leave his bags in the floor making a complete mess.

What a clown.

"I´m sorry but are you looking for someone?" asked Lily once Busboy seemed to get a hold of himself.

"Oh no, I work here" he beamed when his eyes locked in Logan´s and waved eagerly…he had to be joking "Hi! This is so awesome! I thought I would be coming here without knowing anybody" Logan clenched my jaw.

"…sure" he mumbled before turning to a very amused receptionist "I don't know him" he declared before walking away to his station.

"Wait, you didn't tell me your name! I´m Carlos Garcia!" Busboy yelled behind him and cursing his mother once again, Logan turned to give him a last glance.

"Logan Mitchell"

"Please wait, please wait, please wait!" whispered Kendall Knight like a mantra while he ran seeing his bus already on his stop. He took a breath when he saw an old lady slowly making her way inside successfully stopping the line.

Gotta love grammys.

He reached the line taking huge gulps of hair feeling the cold breeze of autumn burn his lungs, he really needed to go back in the gym. Once he was able to get inside the bus he had to groan, of course the only available spot was right next to one of the guys he hated the most.

His dear neighbor, James freaking Diamond.

After losing a small battle with myself I went to sit trying hard not to think about who he was sitting next to…not thinking about his broad shoulders making contact with his own, or his hard legs bumping against him, or those rock hard abs that he could see even though the shirt, or his sexy stubble or his hazel eyes…damn. Okay so the dude was freakishly hot, but that didn't matter because he was a complete asshole in love with himself and Kendall hated him.

…maybe hate was a strong word but he stubbornly disliked him.

Kendall drummed his fingers in his legs missing some good music, in the rush to get to the bus on time he had forgotten his headphones and now he was here, completely bored and trying hard not to give into the tension that consumed his body thanks to the hot guy sitting next to him.

It was a joke how much he affected him. Ever since he moved to that neighborhood and saw his asshole of a workmate going out to get the mail in just a pair of shorts just looking ready to be eaten.

And yes, James also worked in the same place as him making his days even worse.

Why did he dislike him so much do you ask? Well because working in his family´s company, James felt that he knew everything and loved to prove you wrong and nothing you ever said would change that. Of course, Kendall being who he was decided to be equally stubborn and make his life a little harder by questioning everything the brunette said.

James hated that.

So now, after four years of working in the same place –and being transferred to a different station to keep peace between the two- it was simply known that Kendall Knight and James Diamond couldn't stand each other, and that was okay by Kendall because in that goddamn place everyone hated him so he wasn't affected by this, at all.

…maybe a little bothered, but who cared?

Getting completely fed up with boredom, Kendall´s leg began bouncing indicating how much he hated doing nothing. He turned to look through the window hoping to find something distracting…until a fist landed on his leg immobilizing it.

"Can you please stop that?" said James´ annoyed voice making him frown.

"Why?" Kendall asked turning to glare at him.

"It´s bothering me"

"I´m not even touching you!"

"Don't yell at me Knight" James spat glaring back at him.

"I´m not yelling, now stop bitching" after this Kendall´s leg started bouncing again just for the sake of it.

"You are such a child, did you know that?" groaned James extending his fingers to grasp the leg keeping it in place "Stop moving the stupid leg"

"I´m the child? You are the one bothered by something that it´s not even touching you!" Kendall pressed his finger into James´s arm "Now stop touching me" he spoke in a low voice.

"Or what?" huffed James clearly not seeing any potential threat.

Big Mistake.

"Driver! This dude is harassing me!" screamed Kendall making every eye in that bus to turn to James who still had his hand in his leg.

"What…?No…!" James tried to fix things moving his hand away and looking around like a deer in headlights.

"Get out of the bus man, I won´t accept this kind of things in here!" yelled the driver "I don't care what you say but your hand was right there, now out!" Kendall used all his strength to not laugh out loud when James began pushing him aside to get out of the bus.

"Bye" mouthed Kendall when James was outside and turned to glare at him thought the window.

Kendall: 1

James: 0

First of all: Happy B-Day Kendall!

And second: Feliz Dia de Muertos!

Hahaha okay this is the first chapter (I know it´s short, it´s just the beginning), let´s see how much you like this xD

Love it? Hate it? Review?

Take care!

P.S. Some of you new readers of mine have told me about my grammar mistakes, and I thank you for that, but remember that I´m a lazy person, so if you read one of my old stories and find a grammar mistake that it´s not in the newer ones, it means that someone already told me about it but I´m too lazy to go back and fix my old chapters.

So there :)