Chapter 1: Plot
A/N: Hey guys, this is my second Rogan story that I know some of you have waited for. And this time, you will see more from the Logan's point of view. Everybody is in high school, Logan comes from a wealthy background, along with Gunther and Tinka, who are also his frenemies. This story is a lot cleaner from my other Rogan story. I really hope you enjoy this, because I really had to think about the plotline. Couples: Rogan, GeCe later in the chapters and pieces of Tynka and Deucina.
They say once a person dies that person move on to a better place. My mom died from lung cancer and now she won't have to feel any more pain. I wish she could have caught it sooner, so that I wouldn't have to go through pain, at only 17. Everybody tells me that if I need anything, don't be afraid to ask. Since my mom passed away, I feel like there no one that I can rely on. And for the cause of that, I'm stay to myself. Who needs people in your life, when you're rich, good-looking and you have everything going for yourself? I don't need anyone. At least that's what I thought.
Selfish
"I'm truly sorry for your lost Logan,"
"Thank you Pastor Mitchell," I reply.
"You are still God's Child." The Pastor starts, as I silently roll my eyes. "He will continue to look over you and I hope you haven't lost faith in him. God loves all his children, including you."
I put on a fake smile and nod, "I know he does. Anyways, thanks for those wise words, Pastor Mitchell. I really have to go now."
"Of course," the Pastor nods. "Carry on with your day son and god bless."
"Same to you," I mumble.
I start walking towards my limo, hoping nobody else speak to me. Before I can even get there, Gunther and Tinka Hessenheffer appear in front of me.
"Good afternoon Logan." Tinka says, with a pleasant smile.
"What do you two want," I ask.
Gunther crosses his arms and smirks, "to give you our blessings of course."
I glare at him, "why don't I believe you?"
"Logan," Tinka calls. "Your mother passed away. We're not that naïve and selfish. Besides, you've been through enough these pass couple of days."
"If you knew that already, then why are we having this conversation," I ask her.
Gunther steps in front of her, "You think twice before talking to my sister twin like that."
"And what are you going to do about it," I ask, stepping up to him.
"We are your friends now Logan," Gunther asks. "They should have been here to support you. I didn't see one friend show up to your mother funeral, besides me and Tinka and that's saying something."
"We are not friends and you guys don't know anything about my friends!"
"Actually, yes we do." He says. "Do you know where your friends are at Logan?"
"No and I don't care,"
"On their way here, they stopped at the liquor store –"
"So!" I shout, cutting him on.
"Here me out," Gunther says. "They are getting drunk Logan. They forgot that you need them at the most depression time of your life."
"Why are you telling me this?" I ask with a dry voice.
"Because we're your real friend Logan, not them and when you come to realize that, we will still be here." Tinka pauses. "I can't believe I just said that."
"I can't believe you said that either," Gunther agrees.
"Oh my zam," I murmur. "Thanks for coming guys, but I really have to get out of here." I say walking pass them.
"At least your zamming again," Tinka yells.
"Stay safe Logan," Gunther shouts.
I continue to walk towards my limo, hoping nobody else would stop me. Before I could get the car door open, my father stops me. "Hello son," Jeremy greets.
"What are you doing here," I ask.
"What do you mean by what am I doing here? I am still your father," Jeremy replies.
"Oh, now you want to act like a father, since my mother died?"
"Little scooter, that's not the case and you know that I care about you."
"I told you not to call me that," I yell.
Jeremy eyes widen, "You listen to me! I am still your father and you will not talk to me in that tone."
"I'm sorry, why are you here?"
"Because you need me Logan… and I know I haven't been the greatest of fathers, but I will try to make it up to you, the best way I can."
"You remarried, you have another family now."
"I invited you to the wedding, remember? You didn't bother to show up. I also invited you to many family dinners and events, and you never returned any of my phone calls."
"I'm your only son! We don't do things like normal father and sons do. The last thing we did together was travel to Paris and that was like two years ago."
"Well things are going to change from this day forward. And do you want to know why?"
I stare in fury, "Why?"
"Because you're moving in with me," he says.
That's when my life changes forever
"You are really going to love it here son and I promise you that, "Jeremy speaks.
"Woopty doo dad, I'm so excited," I say pouting.
"That's the spirit son. At least try to sound ex," he says, parking the car.
I sigh, "Do I have to live here? Can't I just use the money and buy a condo?"
"Most certainly not," he replies. "Logan, it's time for you to learn the values of life."
I glance at him confusedly, "Values of life? What do you mean by that?"
"It means that you will have to start earning your keep."
"Why would I need to do that if I already have money?"
Jeremy shakes his head, "No you don't, because you're broke."
I laugh, "Dad, I have millions, so how am I broke?"
"That money was locked away in the bank."
"What! Why would you do that?"
"Before you jump to conclusions. This is what your mother wanted before she died."
"And you listened to her? You never did before, so what made you start now?"
"Because it's time to do what I should have done all these years," he replies.
"Holy zam, this is crazy," I say looking over at him. "So when do I get access to my money?"
"Into I know that you're ready to take on responsibilities."
"Dad, you can't do this to me."
He glazes over at me, "I believe I just did."
The minute I walk inside his apartment building, I knew for morning on that I wasn't going to like this place.
"You may not like it here at first son, but you'll get used to it," Jeremy spoke.
"She has two kids. How am I supposed to get any privacy," I ask him.
"Then you will just have to make it work, " He replies and opens the front door to his apartment. "Honey I'm home!"
I roll my eye when he said that.
"Hey honey." His wife greets by kissing him on the cheek.
"This is my son Logan," Jeremy introduces me.
"It's nice to finally meet you Logan, I'm Georgia." She says, hugging me.
My father glares at me when I didn't reply quickly enough.
"Thanks for having me here, Georgia," I speak.
"You are a part of this family and there is no need to thank me," she explains.
I nod at her kindness.
"Mom!" a little boy shouts. "Can you make me some bacon? CeCe won't get up and make me none."
"Yes Flynn, just a sec," Georgia replies. "I will like you to meet your step-brother Logan."
Flynn smiles, "It's nice to finally meet you Logan."
"Same to you little dude," I reply.
"I'm actually glad that you're here. I feel good to have an older sibling around."
"An older sibling…" A girl with red hair says, walking inside the living room. "I am your older sibling."
"Oh I'm sorry," Flynn smiles. "When I said older sibling, I meant order brother sibling."
"Yeah right, she says, glaring at me. "You didn't mean it that way and you know it."
Georgia laughs, "Logan, this is my daughter CeCe."
"Nice to meet you," I say with a fake smile.
"Likewise," CeCe says, also putting on a fake smile.
"See," Jeremy starts. "I knew our children would get along just fine."
"Should we leave them alone for a bit, Georgia asks.
"That sounds like a good idea," Jeremy agrees. "Children, we are going to run to the store."
"You're leaving me here, alone, with them," I asks.
"Only for a half hour, Jeremy replies.
"You kids have fun." Georgia says, taking Jeremy hand and walking outside the door.
I sigh in irritation, "I can't believe he's doing this to me."
"Hey what's your problem," CeCe asks.
"He does have a problem, " Flynn. "He just misses his mom, that's all."
"Does sound like it," she says.
"You don't know me, so don't judge me," I tell her.
"Well I only met you for 5 minutes and already I don't like you," she explains,
"Well the feeling is mutual, because I don't like you either," I add.
"Does that mean you don't like me," Flynn asks.
I shake my head, "I didn't mean you too Flynn. I already like you."
Flynn smiles, "Well I like you too."
CeCe laughs, "So you're Lil Scooter, huh?"
"Who told you that," I reply.
She laughs once more, "Jeremy… that's all he ever calls you over here."
"Don't ever call me that again or I'll –"
"Or you'll what, Little Scooter?"
"Didn't you have a stupid nick name when you was a little kid?"
CeCe snorts, "No…"
Flynn chuckles "its Cissy. Long story Logan."
I smile, "Cissy Jones, I like that,"
"You call me that again and I will shave off your hair, pretty boy."
"You know what, I don't have to take this from you. I'm out of here. I say, rushing out the house.
"Good and don't come back," CeCe shouts.
"Thanks a lot CeCe. You scared my new brother way, "Flynn says.
CeCe grins, "You're welcome.
I quickly rush outside and sat on the stairs. Why did my father bring me here? Is this some type of joke? If my father loved me, than he wouldn't let me live in this misery.
"Excuse me, " came a voice.
My eyes met with this girl. She was tall, with a light brown skin, sandy brown hair and she has the most beautiful smile I've ever saw. I knew my day just got better.
"Who are you," I ask.
"Um…I live here and you're in my way of the staircase," she replies,
"Oh." I say standing up. "I completely apologize."
"No it's fine. You didn't know."
"I'm Logan, by the way." I introduce myself by shaking her hand.
"And I'm Raquel but everyone calls me Rocky."
"So how long have you been living at this place?" I ask nervously.
"I've always lived here, never moved."
"Well I just moved to this neighborhood and I already hate it."
"You're not used to this type of life, are you," she asks.
"Totally…but how did you figure it out?"
"Well, I recognized you from TV. Your that extreme skate boarder dude, Logan Hunter and your father is married to my best friend's mom."
"Cissy is your best friend," I ask in shock.
Rocky laughs, "Let me guess, Flynn told you the name Cissy, didn't he?"
I shake my head, "Yes he did and already I can't stand her."
"CeCe is not all that bad. She might be rough around the edges but she means well."
"You are totally different from her. How are you guy's friends?"
Rocky shrugs her shoulders, "I don't know. We just are."
"You're a good person. I don't have too many of those in my life."
Rocky blushes, "Maybe it's time for you to start over."
My stomach starts to flutter as I stare at her speaking. She was definitely different from other girls and for some reason, I was extremely attracted to her beauty and personality. "You and I should hang out sometimes," I tell her.
She smiles, "I would like that Mr. Hunter."
I nod, "believe me, so would I."
"I will take your word for it." She says, walking pass me. "And by the way Logan, I'm really sorry about your mother."
"No worries, I'll get over it."
"Your mother death is not something you can just give over, Logan. That is the woman who gave birth to you."
"I rather not talk about her, thank you."
"I truly feel sorry for you. Take care of yourself." She says walking inside the building.
I stand there thinking about everything Rocky said. So maybe I will never get over my mother's death or forgive my father for leaving us when I was just a boy. Maybe, I do have a hard time with trusting people. But for some unknown reason, I feel like I can trust this one girl and I barely know her. My life is an emotion rollercoaster and I seriously don't know where I belong anymore.
"Son," Jeremy calls. "What are you doing outside?"
"Oh nothing, just getting some fresh air," I reply.
"Well come inside Logan," Georgia says. "I hope you like Chinese because that's what we're ordering for dinner."
I nod, "Yeah, I like Chinese." I say, following inside after them.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter for starters. There will be more to come and I hope to see your reviews. See you guys soon.