Author's Note: Another chapter, just for all my lovely reviewers! Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 3: Escape or a trap?
Carlos POV
I waited by my door for what seemed like hours when in reality it was only about 10 minutes. The door bell rang and I swung the door open, a huge grin on my face happy that Logan finally showed up. He nervously shifted while staring at me; he looked at me and the door like he was waiting for something.
"Oh, I'm so dumb, please come inside!" I moved back and he slowly entered, it was almost like he didn't want to be here.
"Where are we going to study?" Logan practically whispered standing awkwardly in my foyer. I walked toward the dining room when I heard something shatter. I turned toward the sound, finding Logan on his knees and his bag covered in glass.
"I am so sorry; my bag must have caught on it. Was it expensive?" He sounded like he was about to cry so I told him it was just a gift, it was priceless. He got off the floor and dusted the glass off of his bag.
"Just leave the mess there, a maid will take care of it." He stared at me in disbelief, apparently he didn't notice but my family was loaded. My mom landed a job making millions along with my father; they never told me what they did so I never asked.
"O-okay, again I am so sorry." Logan nervously followed me into the dining room, holding his bag in front of him. We sat down at the table and started on the math, I kept asking questions because I didn't understand anything about vectors or physics. My teacher used a lot of physics references while he taught; only making me more confused and lost. Logan asked if I had a dry-erase board or something like it. Coincidentally I had one that my dad used for his work; he usually never touched it though. I pulled the tall board into the dining room and Logan got right to work. He drew a diagram and labeled each part of the vector.
After hours of studying the front door opened, Logan jumped when he heard my mother yell, "What happened to my Fergion Vase?" I explained that I accidentally tripped and crashed into it. She stared at Logan without responding to my explanation at all.
"Who is he?" She snarled, making Logan partially hide behind the board, "And what is your father's board doing out here?"
"Logan is my math tutor and we are using the board so I can understand what Logan is trying to teach me!" I glared at my mother she left in a huff, threatening to tell my father. My mother was usually nice; I just blamed the vase for her attitude.
"Logan, I will be right back. Could you go over my work to see if I did it right?" He nodded and I ran to find my mom. I found her in the study with my dad. They looked at me with concerned expressions.
"I heard you have a tutor son, is everything alright at school? Also you mother told me you broke her vase, is that correct?" He gave me a weary smile. I nodded and apologized again for the vase.
"I tripped. I accidentally knocked the vase over and I am sorry. Yes, Logan is my tutor because I am having trouble in math." I looked at both of their faces, hoping a sign of forgiveness would show.
"That's quite alright son, accidents happen. As for your tutoring business, are you paying him?" My dad looked concerned because I didn't think about paying him, after all it was a job.
"Here is a couple bills, go give them to Logan and invite him over for dinner." My mom said handing me a couple of twenties. I quickly made my way back to the dining room only to find Logan missing.
"Logan?" I called looking around the room. I heard a door open off in the hall and a groan shortly followed. I found the source of the groan, Logan wandering the hall opening another door.
"What are you looking for?" I asked trying not to laugh at him, it was hard not to because the door was right behind him.
"The bathroom, do you even have one in this hall of empty rooms?" He looked slightly pissed because there were at least ten more doors in this hall. I laughed and pointed to the door behind him. Logan looked and his face fell, I would be mad too if I was in his shoes. He emerged from the bathroom and we walked back to the dining room.
"My parents think I should invite you over to dinner, so do you want to stay?" I asked sitting down at the table, staring at the paper covered with my scribble.
Logan POV
"I guess I can, no one is expecting me home anytime soon." It was true; my dad had a 'date' which probably meant he would call a hooker. I would rather be stuck here than at home.
"Oh, then do you want to spend the night? I can take you to school tomorrow." He asked with a happy expression on his face. I nodded, to which he hugged me saying that I would have a blast.
"I forgot. My parents said this was for you." He held out his hand for me, I put out my hand and he dropped some money in it. From what I saw it was like a couple of twenties but when I counted he gave me 200 dollars!
"Are you sure? I'm not doing anything worth this much." I stared in disbelief, who would give 200 just for tutoring?
"I am sure, look I got these 5 problems right. That's more than I would have gotten without you!" He pointed at his paper and I noticed that he did get them right.
"Carlos, Logan, Dinner!" His mother called from another room in the house, no mansion. I trailed Carlos just so I wouldn't get lost in this maze again. We entered another dining room where 'dinner' turned out to be a five star gourmet meal. Poached salmon with some type of sauce on top of a salad looking dish I stared at it.
"Are you allergic Logan?" Mr. Garcia asked cutting into his salmon. I couldn't answer that because I never had salmon before.
"I don't know. I never had salmon or any type of fish before." I tried to look apologetic knowing that this meal took a lot of time.
"Carlos, take Logan to the kitchen and get him whatever he wants." Mrs. Garcia said sipping her wine.
"Ok." Carlos grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen. The kitchen was twice the size of my room and a pristine white.
"So what do you want?" He asked me while staring into the pantry. I couldn't speak because I never believed that a place like this existed. He waved a hand at my general direction effectively waking me up out of my trance.
"Do you have pizza?" I whispered. I knew I sounded like a loser asking for pizza. He smiled at me before opening the oven. I smelt pizza and stared at him in disbelief.
"I never eat the fancy stuff, it all tastes bland. I always make my own food, my parents just wanted to offer you something other than 'typical teenage food.'" He took the pizza out and cut it in slices.
Carlos POV
After dinner we decided that we had studied enough for one day so I showed him my room. My room consisted of a large fluffy bed, two giant beanbag chairs, a recliner, mini-fridge, microwave, a plasma TV, and every gaming system. When Logan didn't move or say anything I thought I had lost him so I turned only to find him staring.
"This is your room?"
"Yeah, I guess. Most of this stuff is gifts from my parent's friends. Actually now that I think about it, you are the first person to ever see my room." I didn't have many friends who actually like me instead of my parents' money. Logan was my first friend who didn't care about it.
"Really? You don't bring your friends over?" He looked at everything, the bed, posters even inside my closet.
"Yup. You are the first friend to ever see my room, and closet for that matter." I laughed because his mouth hung open. "Take a picture it would last longer."
"Very funny, I think this room is bigger than my dad's." He mumbled to himself, I still heard it though. I yawned, tired from the day. I relaxed on my bed before Logan poked me.
"Where is the bathroom now? Every time I look I swear the doors lead to different places." I told him the general directions, too lazy to get up. When ten minutes passed I decided to go and look, he probably was lost.
I knocked on the bathroom door and when I didn't get a response I opened it. Logan stood there, shirtless and bandaged.
"What happened to you?" I couldn't believe my eyes, Logan's body was covered with bruises, cuts, bandages and his stomach looked like he never ate.
A/N: I bet you know what happened to Logan, if you don't I guess you haven't been reading. Reviews would be appreciated! I hope you have a great day!~RAY~
