IMPORTANT
Big Time Rush is owned by Nickelodeon. I wished I own them though.
He followed his friends all over the swimming just to get James to finally persuade the blonde girl to date him. That was actually pretty stupid. Logan had more fun stripping pages down his novel than staring at Priscilla and try to imagine her naked. She was already half naked with her hot pink bikini. What's new when she's naked?
As Logan enjoyed his book, he saw another person who was reading the same book as he. Brown haired. Her body so tense it was as if she was in her own bubble. Why stay in a public place when she doesn't have a company? Moreover, at the Palm Woods' swimming pool! The most public place on earth he had ever known for his whole life. Then again he realized he was reading a novel too, so he decided it wasn't right to start a conversation with that.
He wasn't the kind to start a conversation but he decided it shouldn't be so bad to just talk. And at least tell her to relax her shoulders. Walking towards her, he noted that she was actually pretty cute. But she wasn't the typical cute he'd usually go for. Those outgoing girls were now out of his league. For some reasons, only then did he realize how much of a brunette fan he was, except for that one time he tried to go for Jo. Uh…
"Hey… Nice book, isn't it?" he sat on the empty beach chair beside hers and gave her his trademark crooked smile. He waited for a response and there was none until about… Half a minute afterwards. She simply sighed softly and placed her pink bookmark into her book then gave him a look. "Sure is. What brought you here?"
It was as if he made her mad, somehow.
"Thought I'd make a friend through a book, you know; none of my friends actually read…" he looked down to his shoes then took a quick glance at James, Kendall and Carlos. He hoped he didn't sound too hopeful. He wanted to say something about her tense atmosphere but it'd only make him sound like he was flirting. He might not seem like he cares but he does.
As he was trying to figure out what to say, she looked at him, directly in the eyes. "My name is Hazel. Hazel Lynne Blackwell."
That was quicker than he thought. "Logan Mitchell. Nice to meet you, Hazel. And, cute name. Wanna go grab some ice-cream for a hot sunny day?"
As they walked out of the nearest mall, they noticed that it was already sunset.
"Don't you have parents waiting for you at Palm Woods?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow at this. Hazel simply shrugged at the question. "No one's waiting."
She did seem a bit down when he asked. He was about to panic for asking a somewhat private question. But he couldn't risk letting Kendall solve something like this. Especially when he finally gets a chance to help someone without Kendall there to butt in.
But his phone did. "Hello? Yeah, Logan here."
Hazel raised a brow at this. The conversation continued and she heard muffles. Like piano, nothing, matter. None of the three words matched up to each other but it wasn't long until the conversation ended and Logan gave her a look – no, not that kind of look but instead it was a look that made him look younger. It was as if his eyes shone. "Let's hang out with my friends. Come on. I'm sure there are at least two girls coming along with us."
He pulled her by her hand. She felt like she belonged for once.
AN: I listened to Nothing Even Matters as I wrote this. Really.