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Emily: Thanks for all the support! Edge of Desire (the rewritten version) will be up either today or tomorrow, depending on the ICarly episode.

Alice: I'm so sad it's ending! I want to write a one-shot dedicated to ICarly after it ends.

Emily: So it all depends on that. Anyways, thanks for all the support and here's the next chapter.

Alice: Cargan friendship in this chapter. Oh and some Jarlos.

Chapter 3

Carlos blinked in confusion as he witnessed Kendall walking with Logan, smiling brightly. He blinked again, just to make sure it was real. It was. Why was Kendall suddenly going against the rules? Carlos sighed, wondering if he should even get involved. Lucy and James were probably already planning something to separate the two, so why should he get involved? Then again, Carlos thought to himself, I could just warn them about what's going to happen. That way they'll know what they're getting themselves into. Carlos nodded to himself. If they weren't aware of the stakes involved, Carlos would have to inform them.

That's what friends were for.

James officially hated Logan. First he comes in with this good boy attitude, steals Kendall, and even goes as far as trying to get James to be his friend. He sighed in frustration. He didn't care if the boy was new. Didn't he see how utterly dirt poor they all were? He leaned against the wall and slide down. Leaning his head back, he wondered why this was so complicated. Why did Logan have to come and ruin everything? "James?" James' head whipped around to see Carlos standing there. Carlos smiled and sat next to him. "I thought I'd find you here."

"The music room?" James raised an eyebrow.

"You always come here when you're upset," Carlos explained. James smiled softly.

"I do not."

"Yeah," Carlos let out a soft laugh. "You do. Every time you're upset, you come to the room filled with the guitars, violins, and everything else."

James chuckled. "I guess I do."

It was silent for a few moments. Not the silence that they would be comfortable in, but the tense silence where each boy was waiting for the other one to speak. Carlos decided to be the one to break the silence. "You saw Logan and Kendall today, didn't you?" James nodded, and Carlos continued. "And you don't like it."

"I hate Logan," James mumbled, his fists clenched in rage. His eyes went dark.

Carlos bit his lip, debating whether or not to say it. After a few moments, he decided it would be best. "James, you hate him because you envy him." James' eyes went wide with shock. He opened his mouth to speak, but Carlos beat him to it. "You wish you were like him when that happened. Now you're scared he might take away the people you finally were able to call your friends."

Surprisingly, James laughed lightheartedly. "Since when do you know so much? Or were this... mature I guess?"

Carlos pouted. "I can be mature when I want to!"

James gave him a skeptical look.

Carlos grinned. "I just don't want to be most of the time."

Both boys grinned at each other.

Lucy ended up having Camille drive her home. She crossed her arms, glaring at the road as nothing was spoken. The only sounds were the passing cars and the wind. Lucy didn't dare glance at Camille, who stole a look at her every once and a while. She was worried; Lucy could tell. But she didn't understand why. Maybe she understood heartbreak which Lucy just experienced. Finally they arrived at an old, rundown apartment building. Lucy finally glanced at Camille to see her lip curl in disgust. Lucy snorted. Rich brat.

"Are the living conditions here... livable?" Camille asked when Lucy stepped out of the car. Lucy snorted again.

"I'm not dead yet, am I?" Lucy glared at her. Camille sighed.

"Do you want company?" Camille's eyes softened. Since Lucy Stone was so famous in town, it was no secret she lived alone. Lucy shook her head as Camille nodded. Reluctantly Camille pulled out of the parking lot and drove off leaving Lucy there. Lucy turned to the building and sighed.

"Is this house livable?" Lucy imitated Camille in a high pitch, girly voice as she walked in the building. She snorted and took the stairs, considering she never trusted the elevators. She frowned at the thought of them. It reminded her too much of home, of him. "Get a grip Stone," Lucy mumbled to herself as she entered her apartment. "They don't know where you are."

And with that, she shut the door behind her.

Carlos said his goodbyes to James as he walked into his house. James, the only one of his friends that had a car, waved goodbye and drove off. Carlos sighed and turned to his shack-like building. Opening the door, which let out a huge squeak, he was greeted by his many siblings and mother, who was cooking soup. Carlos smiled softly as he glanced down to see his younger sister asleep on the ripped up couch. He picked her up and brought her to their shared room before going back out.

"Mama," Carlos smiled. "Need any help?"

His mother turned around, huge bags under her eyes. "It's alright," she smiled weakly. "Can you help your brothers with their homework?" Carlos nodded and turned to see his two younger brothers at the table, patiently waiting for food and doing their homework. Smiling, Carlos sat in between them and began explaining most of the problems. They nodded and grinned when Carlos praised them in Spanish for getting them right.

Finally, the food was served. As usual, Carlos gave most of his serving to his mother and siblings. "Mama, when will Papi get home?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Not until later," she said wearily. Carlos nodded and went back to his portion of food. He frowned slightly, trying to ignore his growling stomach. He knew it wouldn't be enough, but at least his siblings would get enough. They were the growing ones, not him.

The next day at school was when Carlos decided to confront Logan. It turns out they had the same lunch, which Carlos didn't share with anyone else, so he invited Logan to his table. Logan smiled brightly until he arrived at the table and frowned. "Where's your food?"

Carlos visibly flinched. Clearly this kid didn't get it. Carlos gave him a fake, bright smile. "I can't afford it."

Logan immediately stood up and walked away. Carlos furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. What the heck? Did Logan just leave? Just because Carlos couldn't afford food? Carlos scoffed. Maybe this town was starting to have an affect on Logan. Kendall would definitely not stand Logan if he continued to act like that. And to think he pretended to be so nice, Carlos though sarcastically. He didn't even notice Logan return until there was a tray filled with food in front of him. "Huh?" Carlos blinked, staring at the smiling Logan.

"You can't afford it," Logan shrugged. "Besides you look too thin for your height. You need to eat more. Though I suggest you eat slowly otherwise you'll get a stomachache."

Carlos' mouth dropped open. Before him was two corn dogs, milk, broiled carrots, a muffin, and a chocolate chip cookie. He couldn't even remember the last time he had chocolate or even meat for that matter! Carlos frowned though. "I can't just have this for free..."

"Yes you can," Logan offered a smile. "What are friends for?"

Carlos nodded slowly and picked up the corn dog, taking a bite. His eyes went wide. Logan chuckled as he took another bite and smiled fondly of the taste. "It's so good!" Carlos said with a mouthful of food.

Logan grinned. "I'm glad you like it. I'll get you corn dogs more often! You seem to like them a lot."

Carlos nodded. "Why are you being so nice to me?" Carlos asked curiously.

Logan raised an eyebrow. "I need a reason?"

Carlos nodded. Logan rolled his eyes, scoffing slightly. "This damn town..." He smiled. "I'm nice to my friends. And before you can ask 'why are you friends with me', I already have the answer. I've grown up all my life with so many friends. A lot of people would always be around me and hang around me. It was a lot of fun until I came out."

"Came out?" Carlos blinked in surprise. "Like as a homo?"

"Yeah," Logan laughed. "That's when they turned on me. Turns out, they were never my friends and used me for my money. My parents even betrayed me. They moved here so no one would know though I'm pretty sure James and a couple others know. But I like it here because the moment I met you guys, you treated me like dirt!"

"And that's good?" Carlos took another bite.

Logan beamed. "It means you guys aren't fake. You can be yourselves around someone like me, and I appreciated it. I'm pretty sure James will come around eventually-"

Carlos had to hold back a laugh at that.

"-And Kendall and Camille are already my friends. You are too. That's why you're my friend. You're honest."

Carlos nodded and continued to eat as Logan beamed at him like a kid on Christmas. Carlos eventually found himself smiling. "I'm glad you feel that way."

Logan smiled.

Alice: Sorry it's shorter than the other chapters.

Emily: I just thought it'd be good to end it there.

Alice: I'll try to make the next chapter longer.

Emily: So what did you guys think?

Alice: Thanks for reading!