Author's Note: YAY! Reviews! Carlos won't be in this chapter but he will be in the next one. The main character in the next chapter is Carlos too. So please don't freak out and get all worried.

It was the second day of kindergarten, also known as the 'real day'. Logan had written down his phone number for James and was ready and excited to give it to his new best friend. Carlos and Kendall had arranged a play date after they discovered they lived a block away from each other; and the Jennifer's had a sleepover for the 34th time in a row.

"Hello class!" said Mrs. Morgan as she walked into the classroom. Logan was sitting next to James and passed him his phone number. "Here's my phone number." Logan whispered. James took the paper and smiled. "Thanks Logan."

Mrs. Morgan was looking on her desk and realized she had forgotten she left her laptop in Ms. Colon's room. "James, Logan?" she said, smiling. Logan was startled and fell out of his seat. Some people laughed but he quickly got back in his seat. "Y-Yes?" he stammered. "I left my laptop in Ms. Colon's room. Can you please get it? She is on the top floor and in room 9." Mrs. Morgan said.

James and Logan got out of their seats and walked out of the room. "This is so exciting! My cousin, Ally, is in that room." James said, hopping up and down. Logan smiled. "Who's gonna hold the laptop?" he asked. James raised his hand. "I will! I will!" he yelled. The smaller boy laughed and nodded, allowing him to hold the laptop.

The two boys walked up the stairs. It was a long flight of stairs. James and Logan were tired by the time they made it up. "That was so long." James huffed. Logan nodded and wiped sweat off his forehead. James felt his forehead and gasped. "What?" Logan asked, confused. "I'm sweating! No!" James shouted. Logan tilted his head to the side, confused. "If I sweat, my skin will become all ugly and pimply." He cried. Logan laughed and they walked into room 9.

The teacher had curly blonde hair and was pretty old. She wore glasses and was very short. She was almost as short as James, but a few inches taller. All of the second graders stared at the two kindergarteners and Logan started to panic. "U-Um, do you have Mrs. Morgan's laptop?" Logan asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh yes." Ms. Colon said, picking up the laptop off her desk. She handed it to James who was waving to his cousin. "Hi Ally!" he shouted. Ally sank back in her seat, her blonde bangs falling in front of her eyes. Her face started to heat up and she blushed embarrassed. "H-Hey James." She muttered.

After James finished saying hi to his cousin, they walked out of the room to be greeted by the long flight of stairs. Logan groaned. "I don't wanna walk all the way down again." He said, sighing. They began to walk down until James stopped. "I wonder what Mrs. Morgan has in her laptop." James said, opening the laptop with a devilish grin.

"James! Don't do that! That is very private info – AAAAAHHHHHH!" Logan started to tumble down the flight of stairs, screaming scared and hurt. James closed the laptop and started chasing Logan, screaming quietly. "Logan! Stop falling!" he yelled. Logan finally reached the ground and he was crying really badly. James gasped and ran after his friend. When he reached the bottom, he saw that Logan's left arm was in an unusual place. It was twisted upwards. "Logan! Are you okay?" James asked, tears falling down his face. He hated seeing people hurt. It made him feel so uncomfortable and scared that they could die any second. When he was three, he saw his dad watching a crime investigation show and someone got hit by a car and died. He shuddered.

Logan groaned. "H-Help me!" he cried, tears running down his small face. They heard a gasp coming from outside the boy's bathroom. It was Kendall. "Kendall!" James yelled. Kendall ran towards the taller boy and looked down at Logan. "Hold on!" he ran into Mrs. Morgan's room. They heard Kendall's voice, but didn't know what he was saying. Then, Mrs. Morgan and Kendall ran out of the room.

"Logan!" Mrs. Morgan yelled, crouching down to him. Logan shut his eyes and groaned in pain. "My arm is h-hurting. I think I b-broke i-it!" he stammered. Mrs. Morgan picked up Logan and quickly walked to the nurse. James and Kendall walked into their classroom very slowly.

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Logan was sitting in a chair, his arm hurting very badly. "Hello, Mrs. Mitchell? Your son, he broke his arm. Can you pick him up and bring him to the hospital? Okay, bye." Mrs. Morgan said, biting her bottom lip. "W-What did my mommy say?" Logan asked, crying. "She's gonna be here soon. I'm going back to the class to get your things. Stay here."

Soon, Mrs. Morgan came back with Logan's backpack and coat. "Your mommy is gonna take you to the hospital so they can fix your arm." She said, giving him his things. Logan sniffled and rubbed his eyes with his right hand. He smiled. "When is she coming?" he asked. Right after he said that, his mom walked into the office.

"Logie!" Mrs. Mitchell called. She picked up her son and hugged him. "How did this happen? Are you okay?" she asked. "Well, I fell down the s-stairs and my arm is hurting really bad." Logan asked, sniffling after a couple words. He hiccupped.

She carried her hurt son to her gray car and drove to St. Lucas hospital. Logan groaned in pain the whole time. "Mommy, it hurts." He said, still crying. Mrs. Mitchell frowned. She hated to see her son in pain but thank goodness he knows how to heal himself when he gets a cut. He wanted to be a doctor when he gets older.

They reached the hospital and she carried him bridal style to the lobby. "I think my son broke his arm falling down the stairs." She said, setting Logan down. He raised his right hand to his mouth and starting sucking on his thumb. He usually did that if he was nervous, scared or hurt. She did some paperwork and the doctor led them to a room on floor 2, room 113. Logan said on the bed.

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After twenty minutes, Logan had a cast on. It was green, his favorite color. It didn't hurt anymore! He couldn't wait to go to school and have people sign it. That is, if people wanted to. He was sitting in the hospital bed, thinking about pursuing his dream as a doctor until his mom walked in with two kids. James and Kendall! The two boys smiled at Logan. Logan was confused. Why were they here? Was school over? What happened in school after he left?

James ran up to Logan, jumped on his bed and hugged him tightly. "Ow, James, you're hurting me." Logan gasped. James let go of the smaller boy and smiled. "Are you okay? Did you die? What's that on your arm?" he asked, pointing at Logan's cast. "I'm okay. If I died, I wouldn't be here. People can't die and come back to life and that is a cast." Logan answered.

Kendall walked next to Logan and hopped on the bed. Logan turned to the blonde boy he barely knew. "Thank you for telling the teacher." He said, hugging Kendall. "I owe you." Kendall smiled, happy to know he probably made a new friend. "You're my new best friend!" Logan announced.

James frowned and tears formed in his hazel eyes. "What about me?" he asked, sniffling. Logan let go of Kendall and hugged James. "You and Kendall are my best friends! We can be the three musketeers!" he cried. "I also have another best friend. You can meet him and we can be the four muskcateteers (musketeers)!" Kendall said. They all high-fived each other.

This was the start of a new friendship.

AN: Sorry it was so short! I hope the next one will be longer. Remember to read and review. Tell your friends!