Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, I really appreciate the feedback from the bottom of my heart. I am so glad that you all are enjoying my story, I get really excited when people say that they think it's funny, or they just like my story. I do not own any members of Big Time Rush as much as I would love to, credit goes to Nickelodeon for Characters and the boys for just being awesome!

*Carlos*

After what had happened with Kendall and the Twister box idea I felt really bad. I sort of just sulked around in the corner of the couch, away from the guys while still looking like I was in on the conversation. I just felt so awful about being the one who had suggested the idea of playing twister and insisting that we do, and then Kendall had to go out and spend all of that money? I felt awful. My stomach was churning uneasily inside as I recalled the look he had given me when he had noticed the spider on the box. It was one of frustration and also him struggling to forgive me for what had happened. I couldn't understand why he would want to forgive me for this. Did he think that this wasn't my fault? It was my idea...I was puzzled by it, not to mention the strange tightening I was getting in my chest every time I glanced over to look at him.

Whoa, strange feeling in my chest?

Feelings for one of my BEST FRIENDS just made me feel a little awkward. I slouched down as far as I could into the couch, trying to make myself invisible to my chums. Obviously, it wasn't far enough.

"Carlos, hey, Carlos, what do you think? You haven't said anything yet," James said. Him and the other two were giving me quizzical looks of eerie suspicion.

"Oh, sorry," I said sheepishly. First I suggest a shitty game, and now I can't even pay attention to my friends! James is so adorable when he gets confused...WHAT?!

"I was spacing," I told them.

"That's okay Carlos," Kendall said softly to me.

"My ideas were this: Truth or Dare, spin the bottle, freeze tag, or Rock Band," James told me, ticking each of them off on his fingers.

"Congratulations James, you can count," I said, grinning sarcastically. I couldn't help myself. I don't even know why I had said that in the first place, it just sort of seemed...right, and at the same time, incredibly cruel. He looked hurt momentarily and then stuck his tongue out at me in a five-year old way.

"Okay, ummm....truth or dare is dumb, freeze tag, absolutely not, Rock Band, eh, I like spin the bottle," I said after a moment.

"Wait," Logan said, interjecting quite hesitantly. "Doesn't spin the bottle require...kissing?" He asked, gulping visibly. Kendall and James grinned at each other and I just chuckled at Logan's obvious nervousness.

"Oh, don't worry, you'll still have your virginity when we're done, Lola," James snickered.

Logan paled to a nice beige and I laughed harder.

"It'll be fun, don't worry," Kendall said kindly.

"Kendall, don't be too mean," James chided lightly. They were acting very strange towards each other. Were they dropping hints to each other? No way, that is WAY too weird, besides, they are the two who are the most into the girl scene anyway, so why would I even consider the possibility that they would be? Oh, right, I'm the one who always slams his head into walls daily because I think it's fun. I chuckled again and Logan nearly lost it.

"What is so funny?" He exclaimed. His voice was getting exceedingly high, like it was when he was impersonating a girl the other weekend. This was only the second weekend that we had gotten any sort of break from Gustavo and it was much appreciated.

"Nothing," I said calmly. "I was simply laughing at something I had thought about myself," I assured him. "We will have lots of fun playing spin the bottle, don't you worry."

"I gotta get new friends," Logan muttered.

James' laughter could be heard as he strutted down the hallway to find a bottle. Kendall reclined in his seat on the couch and Logan tried his very best to stop shaking.

"Logan, why in the world are you so nervous about kissing guys?" Kendall asked after a few moments of awkward silence.

"Because, because," Logan's voice was getting decreasingly quiet. "I haven't even kissed a girl yet," He admitted.

Kendall actually just shrugged.

"Don't worry about it," He looked like he could have cared less when Carlos had said that. "You will eventually. For now though, you have us to practice with," Kendall smirked.

"I've got it!" James called triumphantly. He returned within seconds carrying a six-pack of small bottles of Grey Goose Vodka, an empty, old fashioned coke bottle, his iPod, and speakers.

"Why the hell did you bring alcohol?" Logan asked, sounding impossibly confused.

"Because," James said. "If we get drunk, there is a greater chance that we won't care as much about kissing each other," He proclaimed.

"James," Kendall said in a voice filled with compassion and reason. "We still have at least three hours if not four, of daylight left today. Don't you think we should hold off the drinking, until at least tonight?" He questioned. His logic made sense even to me, and Kendall didn't even explain it. Logan seemed to relax as James slowly nodded his head.

"Great, that's just wonderful," Kendall said sarcastically.

"What is it?" James asked, concern etched in his face.

"Now we have nothing to do," He grumbled.

"Hey, it was your brilliant logic," I said accusingly. He stuck his tongue out at me and I suddenly wanted it in my mouth. GROSS! Why would I want Kendall's tongue in my mouth?

"Well, I guess it's Logan's turn," James said moodily, slumping onto the couch.

"Hey! What about me?" Kendall protested. He smacked James on the head affectionately.

"Ow? That's because I want to save the best for last," James smirked.

"And you know it will be," Kendall said haughtily.

"All right then Logan, what do you have in mind for us to do today?" He inquired. Logan scratched his head thoughtfully.

"Well..." He trailed off.

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A/N: I hope you liked and don't hate me too much for postponing all of the boys' REAL ideas until later chapters. I love writing long stories and actually hope that I can finish this one, especially since I am getting such wonderful feedback and help from all of my fantastic readers. But yes, I do need your ideas for this part. What should we have darling, precious, innocent little Logan suggest?