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Chapter 2


Since Carlos insisted on talking Logan into a fake relationship to make Jett jealous, I wasn't sure what to do with myself while at school.

Of course Logan was happy to play the new boyfriend. They were together all the time and if I hadn't known that it was fake I'd have fallen for it myself and gotten jealous.

What am I saying?! I hit my head into the desk as Carlos and Logan danced into the classroom holding hands and being all smiley. I'm jealous! It could have been me. It must have been me! Logan wouldn't have been part of such cruel games that my dear Carlos had planned so perfectly, and I could have been near to him a way that I had never been before.

I could have kissed him, hold his hand ... what not. And soon Carlos would have noticed that he didn't want Jett anymore, he wanted me.

But things didn't go that way.

Their relationship had been going on for more than a week now. For every outsider they indeed looked like a happy couple, but I knew better.

A thousand times (at least), I had wanted to talk to Logan but Carlos made sure that I had never had a chance to. Sometimes I wasn't even sure if Logan knew about the kind of game that he was participating at.

Carlos' biggest trouble had been that Jett had not once paid attention at what was going on. I wondered how long it would take for Carlos to notice that the douche didn't want him. More, I feared that Jett would see how desperate Carlos was and would take advantage of him.

I didn't even notice that the class was already dismissed. I just sat blindly, sighing like someone who had serious problems going round. But once when it became apparent for me that the actual lack of class was the reason of the unusual silence, I got onto my feet. Turning round I spotted a guy still sitting at his desk, just like I had a minute ago. "Hey." I didn't know his name. But he was cute.

The brunette refused to look up. "Hello. Earth to cute brunette." I said not even acknowledging what came out of my mouth. Slowly gorgeous hazel eyes lifted to meet mine. He groaned. "Are you okay?"

"Uh-uh." He moaned and pushed himself up to his legs.

I shook my head. "Dude, I don't think I want to be okay if feeling okay means looking like you do."

"Why, thanks." Snapped the boy at me. "I'm not okay then. Now you can move on with your life and leave me be."

"All right." I sighed, realizing that my efforts were useless. "Excuse me for wanting to help." I spun around and was about to make it out, now really, but a hand gripped my forearm before I could have made a move.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm just having ... bad days."

"Bad days?"

"Yeah." He released my arm and his eyes left mine. Starting to stuff his belongings into his backpack, he began speaking. "You know I had a cute girlfriend and a week ago I broke up with her, because I really like someone else. I thought I had a chance but right after the break up I realized that I didn't. Now I'm upset because I have no one to go to ... not my girlfriend ... not the other one I like ... I suddenly lost interest in life."

I feel ya. "Oh. That's sad. Sorry. Uhm ... I'm Kendall by the way." I extended my hand.

"I know." He grinned at me. "I'm James."

"You know me, but I don't know you. How come?" I was kinda confused. I had a pretty good memory and I knew I would remember such nice human being like James being my classmate.

James threw his backpack over his broad shoulder and with that we started for the door. "I've come to this class only a week ago."

"And why so?"

He hesitated. "The person I like is in this class. So I made up a story that I wanted to come over here but it's all only about him."

"You came to a whole new class because of boy?" I was quite surprised. The boy must like him very much.

Shrugging, James laughed. "Yeah. I kept begging to the principal and it took me a month to get what I wanted. Then it all doesn't matter anymore because the little shit is dating someone else. I'm not going to be the person to ruin a relationship. They look happy together."

I wondered who James was talking about. There were only a few guys in my class and there were even fewer of them who were gay. There was Carlos, and me, and Logan. No, no, please, not Carlos you too! "I suppose you won't tell me who it is." I opened the door to the chance of explanation for James.

He eyed me curiously. He was kind of measuring it up if I was worth of telling a secret to. We were out on the hallways by this time so I understood that he wouldn't just give the name to me. I noticed that he headed to the restrooms. James neatly checked if we were alone and then leaned against one of the sinks. "I'll tell you because I really want to tell it to someone and I think you may be the good person. Don't get me wrong but you know him and ... it may be for my advantage after all ... either you'll tell me something about him that will make me dislike him or help me get to him ... or whatsoever. I need help and you seem like a good guy even if we haven't really talked yet."

Damn, he is a talker.

Once James got to the end of his little rhyme and I breathed out a sigh of relief that he finally paused and maybe the next thing was going to be the name.

"So this boy is ... Logan." Thank the Gods of heartbroken-boys-who-don't-want-their-hearts-broke n-more!

"Dude, that's a tough one!" I dropped my backpack and went next to him. We stared at our shoes. "Logan is not only Carlos' boyfriend but he is very serious about him." Even if Carlos is only playing.

"I know. I can see it. But we've had a couple of classes together and he is a nice guy ... and I didn't want to like him because ... you know ... " James shyly glanced at me. "I thought I was straight." He whispered. "I had my girlfriend and all ... and then came Logan and confused the fuck outta me."

"Yeah, I get that, bro." I patted his back. "Listen," I stood opposite to him. "I like Logan, and Carlos too." God, I love Carlos. "I wish I could help you, but I don't know what you should do. But if you let me note something, I don't think that they will last. Do you think Logan liked you before?"

"Why do you say that they won't ... "

"I just do." I waved. "Answer the question. Does Logan like you?"

"I think yeah. We had good times together at classes, but when I realized that I started liking him another way, I backed off and told him that I was faithful to my girlfriend so we could only be friends." He explained. Made sense to me. Logan probably wanted to take his mind off of James. He knew that being with Carlos would be a good thing for him too. I wasn't sure though. I perhaps just imagine the whole situation. Logan liked Carlos ever since the first day. "What are you thinking about?" I must have been out for too long.

"Uh, just about a solution ... but nothing comes to mind at the moment. This is a complicated situation, more than you know." Should I get this thing going or let Carlos go however he wants to... I may interrupt his plans .. but it would have a better outcome ... or not ... he will hate me for ruining his plans... Shit. What the hell should I do?

Before I could have thought about anything, Carlos and Logan walked in. "Hey, Kendall. Didn't know you were friending with the new boy." He smiled at James.

I noticed that it was difficult for James to put on a smile, but he eventually managed to get through with it. He was kind of angry at Carlos for stealing Logan from him, or possibly he was angry at himself for letting a chance with Logan slip out of his hands.

Logan watched as Carlos got lost in small talk with James. I wasn't sure which one of the two had bigger effect on him. He seemed to look at both of them with want. Man, you must be confused.

I was almost late with the realization that now I could pull Logan aside for a little while. Carlos always liked to talk and with talky James they would be good together for quite a long time, I was fully aware.

So I grabbed Logan and dragged him out. He didn't even question my actions.

I was a little tired that it always had to be me to clear up the shit others had made, but if this lead to what I wanted, then I did it.

Now I had to sort Logan's things out before moving on to my shit with Carlos.

Only if Logan supported my ideas, rather than Carlos'. Oh please, please, God.