"I don't care if I have to! I don't want to, and you can't make me!"
"Logan, it's over, we have to move to LA."
"But I want to stay in Minnesota!"
"You'll meet new friends in LA! You always complain about having no friends here."
"I don't care now!"
"Just stop, we are leaving right this instant. It's not changing, got it? Now get in the car already!"
"Fine," Logan whined under his breath, while throwing himself in the car. "I'm going to hate this."
Logan finally stepped out of the LAX Airport, entering a climate in which he was not used to all year round - warm, welcoming, and relaxing, unlike Minnesota, which had sometimes the most revolting weather you could ever dream of.
He still felt out of place. It was probably just normal, since he had just arrived in a totally unknown place to him, especially since the only place he had to compare it to was Minnesota.
As he looked to the right, he saw a man in a fancy suit holding that said 'Mitchell' on it.
"Mom, what is that?"
"That's for our ride, Logie Bear."
"What ride? What will we be riding in?"
"A limo, silly."
Logan felt stupid. Of course his mom would be treating him like this, just because she wanted him to think he would be treated amazing in LA, therefore making him like the city.
It was going to be a rough night.
"Come on, Logan! Wake up, you don't want to be late for your first day of your new high school!"
Logan groaned as he slumped out of his new bedroom, heading towards the bathroom, for a shower.
He quickly stepped into the steaming hot water, letting out a slight moan as it slowly streamed down his body. He then quickly washed his hair and body, and then got out.
He dried his hair fixed it up and slid on a quickly put together outfit - blue sweater vest, blue jeans, and black boots.
"Logan, no time to eat, car, now!" his mom yelled, running out the door.
Logan followed a short distance behind her, reaching the car a few seconds after she had. She started the car right after he stepped in, and they were soon speeding their way towards his new school.
"I'm scared." Logan admitted.
He got no response, just a large sigh from her, which made him worry about nothing.
"We're here." she said, stopping in the parking lot.
Logan peeked out the window, surprised to see a normal looking high school, like the one he had gone to in Minnesota. Of course he wasn't expecting this, he was more expecting something very fancy and cleaned up well. Complete opposite.
"I love you mom, bye."
"Don't worry Logan, please." she worried. "Try to get through the day?"
He nodded, shutting the door of his mom's car. He stood, watching her drive away, till he couldn't see it anymore.
He turned himself around, and strutted through the doors of his new high school.
Him being the new kid, he was getting many stares. It felt to Logan like they were burning through if, making him less confident, and scared of everything and everyone who laid eyes on him.
Trying to ignore it, he finally got to his locker. He always had trouble with the locks, but this time was different, he actually got it on the first try. Shaking it off, he opened the locker and organized his books and such.
He could still feel the stares coming from everyone who passed, even though his face was stuffed inside his locker.
"I'm not ready for this." Logan whispered to himself, shutting his locker.
While taking in a huge breath of fresh air, he rotated himself so he was looking down the hallway, and becoming face to face with people he didn't want to be face to face with.
Fear struck his nerves, and he shivered a little, taking his first steps through that hallway, toward the cafeteria.
He got a few hello's and laughs directed at him on the way, but he was otherwise safe. And since he had made no friends, he was forced to sit at an empty lunch table at the side of the room.
He silently ate his lunch at his lonely lunch table. Nobody even bothered to come and welcome him to the school, or try to say anything to him. That included the people who looked like they really wanted to. They just didn't, and Logan hadn't understood why.
He was just about ready to start bawling his eyes out from the pain, until he made full contact with the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. He needed to meet him. But who would want to talk to the newbie?