Opposites Attract - James/Logan - Rated T - Slight language, annoying James.

A/N: Hey, hey, hey! What's up my peeps? Okay so, I wrote this. Yep. I did. And I know I shouldn't have, because I have a lot of other stories going on. But I couldn't resist. I read this story in my English book about a really smart computer and this idea hit me. Yep, I got this idea from a school book -does dance-. Okay, yeah, um, I hope you guys like it :)

Updates soon on 'Expect The Unexpected', this story as well, 'No Need To Be Afraid', and I may very possibly write a prequel, or a chaptered story based around my one shot, 'Behind These Hazel Eyes'. So leave more reviews on those stories, please! :D

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Logan sat at the computer before him, staring at the screen. It had only a sentence on it, followed by a box to write your answer. He read the sentence over and over again, still not sure he wanted to do this.

"Describe yourself in the box below," He mumbled, taking a breath. It's not like this was going to work anyways. He shrugged, and began typing. "Smart, shy, short, um… not good under pressure, uh, I guess you could say I'm sweet…" He thought for a moment. "Caring, definitely. Down-to-Earth, but serious…" He tilted his head to the side. "I think that's about it," He said, pressing enter. He read the next sentence.

"Describe what you're looking for in a significant other," He thought for a moment. "Definitely caring, not self centered, kind," He began, then smirked slightly. "Attractive, nice hair, shorter-" He only said this so he could feel taller than he was. "And well… I think I'm good. Oh, and a guy," He said, pressing enter. "We will send you an email with the details to who you're being paired with tomorrow, and you will be meeting this mystery person precisely at eight tomorrow evening," He read, then smiled, getting up. "Sounds good to me, " He muttered, before he shut down his laptop and walked to his bedroom, ready to head to bed.

Now, as Logan Mitchell slept, the computer went through every single person in the world. It came to a total of approximately 7,031,379,409 people. First, it eliminated all woman, and straight men, leaving the total people at 4,876,394 men. It erased the database of all people who couldn't fluently speak English, leaving the total now at 625,918. It then erased a lot more, until it was only down to one person. One person who was Logan's perfect guy.

Logan woke the next morning, butterflies in his stomach. After going to the bathroom and getting ready for the new day, he ran to his computer, turning it on and checking his email. He noticed there was an email from the program he'd used last night, and he smiled, opening it and reading.

Hi, we've gone through every person in the world, finally coming down to one person who is an ideal match for you. He is twenty one years old, and lives in the state of Minnesota. He is from a town called Duluth, and he has actually entered the "contest" as well. He expects to meet you Chester Creek café, at 8:30. He goes by the name, James Isaac Diamond.

Logan blinked. Nice name. He thought to himself. He figured it worked perfectly with his work schedule, seeing as though he got off at 7 o' clock. He smiled, clearly happy and excited to meet his ideal match.

Soon enough, it was going on 8 o' clock, and Logan was heading out to his car, ready to drive to the town of Duluth, seeing as though it was about half an hour away from his house. He wore a red v-neck, along with some black skinny jeans and his black and white converse. It was simple, which he thought was perfect. He hopped into his car, buckling up and then started the vehicle. So many thoughts rushed through his mind. The computer actually found his match, someone who was almost exactly alike himself, someone who would be his perfect guy. Or at least that's what Logan thought.

At 8:33 Logan arrived at the café, parking his car, and hopping out. He smoothed his pants out, taking a deep breath, before he walked into the café. He looked around, not that many people there. Wait, how was he going to find this James guy? He blinked, furrowing his eyebrows. He looked around, thinking he definitely should have planned this out more. As he was looking around, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He spun around, seeing a really tall guy, with chestnut brown hair, and hazel green eyes. He couldn't lie when he said this guy was attractive.

"May I help you?" Logan asked, and the man nodded his head, smiling. Damn, that smile could kill someone.

"Yes, you may," He replied. "I'm James Diamond, and I'm assuming your, um… Logan Mitchell?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, hi," Logan said, offering a smile of his own. Other than the fact that this guy was really freaking tall, he definitely was attractive.

"Hi there," James replied, chuckling. "You wanna sit? And get to know, the James Diamond?" He asked, moving his hands in front of his face and doing something that looked like jazz hands or something. Logan furrowed his eyebrows, but slowly nodded his head. James gave a bright smile before he walked ahead of Logan and found a table to sit in. Logan followed suit, thinking for a moment. He's attractive, has nice hair, though he's tall. Hm, well I guess that's okay.

Logan sat down in a booth, across from James.

"So you're hot," James stated, and Logan blushed, blinking as well.

"I-Um, thank you… you are too," He said, and James smirked.

"I know," The taller boy answered, and Logan raised an eyebrow this time. He seems self centered, He thought to himself, blinking again. "So, tell me about yourself, Logan," James suddenly said.

"Um, well, I'm uh, I'm kind of laid back, and more less on the serious side. I like to read, and I really want to be a doctor in a few years. Um…" Logan thought for a moment.

"You sound boring," James said, tilting his head to the side. Logan pouted. "But I think it's cute," The other boy said, and now Logan was blushing. "Now let's talk about me," He stated, nodding his head. Logan blinked, though he nodded as well. "Well, obviously, I'm hot," He said, and Logan forced himself not to roll his eyes. "My body's nice," He added. "And you just may be privileged enough to see it," He stated, and Logan was wondering why the hell the computer picked him as his "perfect match". He was nothing like himself. At all. "I sing, very well I might add. And I'm thinking about being an actor. I'm attractive enough. So I know that I can just about woo anyone and get my way," He stated, and Logan raised an eyebrow. He's not going to stop. He obviously loves talking about himself. "And my hair. My hair is the third best part about me. It just adds on to my sexiness."

"Yeah, um, that's true," Logan aided, and James smiled.

"Oh, and my smile. That's what gets all the girls. And guys," He added, winking at Logan, and making him blush. James just smiled again. "That's about it. I'm just, really sexy," He said, nodding his head in confirmation with himself. Logan bit his lip, biting back an insult, because really. This guy thought way too highly of himself, and it was irritating in Logan's eyes. "My name's nice too. Yours is kinda weird. I mean, what kind of mom name's their son Logan Hortense Mitchell?"

"My mom named me after her dad, who died of cancer," Logan said, a little more than irritated.

"Still had a horrible name," James mumbled, shrugging.

"Well, actually my name is Hortense Logan Mitchell, but I switched it around. Thought it sounded better," He stated.

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to date you if you went by Hortense. That would be bad for my image," He said, shaking his head.

"Okay, so I think I should go. I have work tomorrow," Logan said, standing.

"Where do you work?"

"At the hospital in Saint Paul. I'm an intern, and I'm slowly working my way up to being a doctor," He explained. "Anyways. It was uh, nice… um, talking to you," He said, and James nodded.

"I know, you should be honored," He said, and Logan really decided he did not like this guy.

"Bye," Logan said, waving, and then exiting the café.

"Wait, Logan," He heard a voice say behind him.

"I need your phone number," James said, Logan turning around. He didn't want to seem rude, so he let out a quiet sigh in defeat, mouthing out his number as James wrote it in his phone. James sent a text then, so Logan could have his number as well. Not like I'll use it, He thought to himself. He then said goodbye officially, before walking to his car, and getting in. He drove away, heading back home.

As he lay in bed last night, Logan wondered why the computer set that up. They spent 99% of the time talking about James, and, though he was nice to look at, he was annoying. He just went on and on about himself, and Logan did not want that. Nope. He sighed, wishing that had gone better. He'd just have to face being forever alone.

Okay so this is just the beginning And well, poor Logie bear. James is a James though, so ya know -shrugs-. Okay, but serious time. If you'd all like me to update this or ANY of my stories frequently, you really should drop a review. I know I've said this already, but they motivate me, make me believe that my story has potential. And I would appreciate if those who favorited, also left a review. It doesn't matter how long, but it would really be nice if you did. Thank you :)