Prologue
"Hey genius!" 9-year-old Robert Hall yelled at 7-year-old Logan Mitchell at the playground. Logan Mitchell turned around, a new book his dad had just bought for him in hand as he tried to make a beeline for the swings to read. His eyes held fear as Robert and his friend Martin walked toward him. People began to crowd around the three, amongst them was 7-year-old Michelle Wilson, watching from the toy dinosaur that you could bounce on.
"Whatcha got there freak?" Robert asked, towering over Logan. Logan gulped.
"Ju. . .just a book." He said. Before he knew Robert yanked it out of his hand.
"Give it back!" Logan yelled, trying to grab it, but Robert held it up from him. Robert read it, then began to laugh, and showed the crowd.
"Charlotte's Web! Look everyone, Logan's reading Charlotte's Web, a book for babies!" He yelled. Everyone began to laugh. Logan began to shake. He hated being made fun of because he liked to read.
"Awh look, the dork is going to cry." Martin added, making the crowd laugh more. Tears began to form at Logan's eyes, but he held it in.
"Give me my book back please?" He asked through gritted teeth. Martin and Robert laughed.
"You don't need this book. You're such a baby!" He exclaimed, before throwing the book. It landed in a puddle of muddy water. They all laughed as Logan ran over to it. The book was ruined! Logan then ran from the playground and the taunts and tease. Nobody cared.
Michelle watched the boy run, then looked at her book. It was the same book he had. She had just finished reading it. She looked back at the way he ran, before jumping off the dinosaur and walking toward him.
Logan sat under the bushes near the playground, sniffling and wiping his tears away. His shorts and "Transformers" t shirt were stained with dirt and tears. Something rustled near him and he wiped his face again. A little girl with brown pig tails and wearing a purple dress with tennis shoes pulled the branches away. She saw him and smiled.
"Hi." He said softly. The girl smiled.
"Hi. Are you okay?" She asked. Logan sniffled.
"He ruined my new book. I haven't even read it yet." He said, his voice cracking. She frowned, then looked at her book.
"You can have my book. I've already read it twice." She said, smiling. Logan looked at the book. Sure enough it was "Charlotte's Web." He smiled.
"Really? I can have it?" He asked, his face lighting up. She smiled.
"Sure. I'm Michelle." She said, holding out her hand. Logan grinned, and then shook her hand.
"I'm Logan." He said. Michelle grinned.
"I like your shirt. Bumblebee is my favorite." She said, showing him the watch with Bumblebee on it. Logan gasped.
"I like Optimus Prime. He's so cool!" He exclaimed. Michelle laughed. They talked under the bushes for an hour, until their parents finally came and picked them up. They said goodbye and promised to see each other tomorrow.
~~~~~ 7th Grade ~~~~~
"Bye Mom, bye Dad!" Michelle called as she got out of the car in front of her school. Ryan and Georgia Wilson smiled.
"Have a good day of school!" Her mom said.
"Love you!" Her dad added. Michelle smiled, slinging her backpack on her shoulder and running up the stairs. Logan stood there, waiting.
"Finally! I thought I was going to freeze before you finally came." He said as they walked into the warmth of the school. Michelle rolled her eyes, stuffing her gloves into the pocket of her bookbag.
"Hey, you can't help that my brothers are older and take forever to get up." She complained. Logan smirked, running a hand through his spikey black hair. They had most classes together, but Logan was the brain, so he had more tough classes. But he always helped Michelle on her work.
"Hey, look the freaks are finally here." Martin walked by, laughing at them. Michelle rolled her eyes.
"Martin. Why don't you pick on someone your own IQ?" She said. Martin turned around, glaring at her. Logan shrunk back a little, but still stood his ground.
"And who's gonna make me you freak! No one asked an ugly, fat girl like you to talk to me. So leave me alone. You're ugly, fat, dumb, and a freak." He said, then walked away. Logan sighed.
"That could have been bad. . .Michelle?" He started. Michelle was looking down, and Logan could see the hint of tears.
"I'm gonna go." She said, then took off. Logan was about to take off after her, but the bell rang.
In class, Mrs. Thornburg began to take roll.
"Michelle. Michelle? Where's Michelle?" She asked, looking toward Logan. Martin laughed.
"Do you have something to say Martin?" She asked, a face set in stone. Martin shook his head.
"I know why Michelle isn't here Mrs. Thornburg." A small latino boy said his hand raised.
"You do? And why isn't she here Carlos?" She asked.
"Cause Martin called her fat, ugly, and dumb, and she ran off crying." He explained. They all turned to Martin. Mrs. Thornburg glared at Martin.
"He's lying!" Martin exclaimed.
"No he's not Mrs. Thornburg. I heard and saw all of it." A brown hair boy named James said. A blonde haired boy that always wore a hockey jersey nodded, agreeing to all of it. Mrs. Thornburg turned to Logan, know that they always hung out together.
"Is this true, Logan?" She asked. Logan gulped, but nodded. Mrs. Thornburg sighed.
"Martin, principal's office, now!" She said before Martin could object. Martin groaned, then got up and walked out of the classroom.
"Logan, Kendall, why don't you go look for Michelle? I wouldn't want her missing class." She said, smiling. Logan got up from his seat as Kendall did. Together they walked the school, trying to find her.
As they neared an empty classroom, they heard crying. Logan immediately ran into it. There she was, her book bag and jacket discarded on the floor beside her as Michelle was huddled in a corner crying. Logan dropped down to her as Kendall stood near them, not knowing what to do. Logan sighed, then touched her shoulder gently.
"Michelle? I'm so sorry I didn't defend you. I should have. I didn't know it would hurt you that much." He apologized. Michelle looked at him, whimpering.
"I can't believe he said that to me! I'm not ugly, or fat, or dumb, am I Logan?" She asked between hitched breaths. Logan shook his head.
"Of course not Michelle." He said. Michelle pushed herself into his arms, where Logan instantly wrapped his arms around her. Slowly she quieted down.
"He got in trouble. . .if it helps you any Michelle." Kendall blurted out. Michelle looked at him, then smiled.
"Thanks guys." She said. Kendall grabbed her back pack and jacket as Logan helped her up. Already Logan towered over her, but she had always been a petite girl. Kendall smiled.
"Come on. Let's get back to class." Logan said, making Michelle and Kendall laugh. Together they walked back.
~~~~~10th grade~~~~~
Logan hit the ground hard, coughing up a little blood as the guys over him laughed. Logan cursed then laid back on the ground as his body ached from the beating he just received.
"That's what you get you little freak. Come on guys, let's go." Ryan said. He and his two friends left after that. The beatings had started in the last semester of 9th grade. It was five weeks before summer vacation, and Michelle left for one because of her family. A week before, her parents were driving down a road in a storm when they swerved off the road and fell into a lake. They died. Michelle was devastated and had to miss a week to help with family problem, as in who was going to take care of her. Finally a nice man adopted her and they moved back into her house, but not before the beatings started.
It was just shoves and taunts for a little while, but then it began to get into full blown beatings. He didn't deserve them, but the bigger guys at school thought of him as a punching bag, so that's how they used him. As a punching bag. Now in tenth grade, it got a lot worse, which was why he was here in an alley, lying on the cold wet ground.
"Logan?" Logan cracked open his eyes to hear someone calling his name. He had befriended Kendall, Carlos, and James in school. They played Hockey together and became just as inseparable as Logan and Michelle were. He closed his eyes again when the voice became five voices. Logan groaned.
"In here!" He tried to yell, but he ached and coughed. Five shadows appeared at the end of the alley.
"Logan! Guys, I found him!" It was Kendall's voice that spoke up, before running toward him. Carlos and James saw him, and they pulled Michelle in and ran toward him. Michelle landed beside him, helping him roll over and lay his head in her lap.
"I can't believe they're doing this to you Logie." She said, looking at the guys. James stood watch, while Carlos helped Kendall check him over.
"Mainly just cuts and bruises. We need to get him to my house to clean him up. His mom will not be happy if she sees this." Kendall said, looking at the bruises. Michelle frowned.
"James, help me get him up." Kendall said. He was the leader of their group. James kneeled down and grabbed Logan's arm, putting it on his shoulder as Kendall did the same. Together the hoisted him up. Michelle and Carlos stood behind them. Carlos held his hoodie and back pack in his arms. Together they walked back to his house.
After many curses, band-aids, and ice packs later, Logan was laid out across Kendall's couch. Mrs. Knight swore not to tell Mrs. Mitchell about this. Kendall, Carlos, and James had hockey practice, so they left Logan and Michelle together.
"I'm so sorry Logan." Michelle said for the hundredth time. Logan rolled his eyes, looking at her. Her jeans were muddy and she was wearing just a blue hoodie, her hair tucked inside. He smiled.
"It's not your fault Michelle. I can't help it that I'm their favorite punching bag." He said. Michelle laughed. Logan grunted, turning to her.
"Promise me one thing Logan." She said, staring at the t.v. Logan frowned.
"No matter what happens. That we'll always be friends." She said, frowning.
"I promise Michelle. I'd shake on it, but I can't move." He said. Michelle laughed, looking at him, before singing.
"When we are together it's the time of our lives. We can do whatever, be whoever we like. Spend the weekend dancing cause we sleep when we die. Don't have to worry about nothing, we own the night." She sang. Logan smiled, closing his eyes, before falling asleep.
They were always together, no matter what. But when Kendall, Logan, Carlos, and James were picked to go from Minnesota to California to be the band Big Time Rush, he never knew that he would forget his best friend.
Hope you like it. The song she is singing at the last part is We Own The Night by Selena Gomez and the Scene. Read and Review!
