A/N: And here's Chapter three. I'll probably be updating about every two days, or if I can write faster then that, I'll update faster. Right now I'm working on Chapter nine though, so until the updates catch up with my writing (which they most likely wont) you've all got nothing to worry about. – Big thanks to DanaWanabe101BlewStar101, and VirgoMaiden for the reviews, and thank you to whoever else may be reading and doesn't review. Anyways, on with the chapter, it's an important one, sorry that it's kind of boring.
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I Wish
Chapter Three: Not Just Luck
It was the first weekend since school had started, and Logan had taken the opportunity to sleep in. When he'd woken up, Chase and Michael had already left. He guessed that they were probably around campus hanging out with the girls. He could have sworn that they'd mentioned something last night before the three of them headed to bed.
The last few days had been considerably lucky for Logan, ever since he'd aced that Algebra quiz on Wednesday. On Thursday's math quiz he'd gotten a ninety two percent, and his Biology test had proved to be fairy easy, earning him an eighty six. On top of that, Mr. Vandal seemed to get a whole lot nicer and less strict, which was really unusual. He'd spent Wednesday night catching up with Dana, and the two of them were instant messaging now constantly. Yep, this had been a really good three days, almost… too good.
It was nearly one in the afternoon, so Logan dragged himself out of bed and took a quick shower and got dressed. He walked out into the kitchen space and opened the cupboard, skimming through the different cereal names. Finally choosing Frosted Flakes, he poured them into a bowl that he'd taken out of another cabinet and reached into a drawer, looking for a spoon. Upon opening the mini fridge, he realized that the three of them were out of milk, so he'd have to eat his cereal dry. He did however, pull out the orange juice and pour himself a glass.
Sitting himself onto a stool to eat his breakfast, which really should be lunch, he noticed the charcoal notebook. Shrugging, he realized he must have left it there last night after writing in it. He'd wrote all about how the last few days had been rather tiring, getting back into school work, and how he'd wished he could just sleep in and that Chase and Michael wouldn't wake him up at nine when they usually got up. It seemed as though he'd gotten his wish too.
Pulling the notebook to him, he pushed it open to a new page. He'd already filled several pages of it, writing in it whenever he had the time. It had become like a new hobby for him. Writing all together seemed to become a new pastime, whether it was in the notebook or note. Even for Ms. Cannibera's writing assignment, he seemed to be doing fairly well. The words just flowed out of him, but then again, he'd had a lot of inspiration lately.
Dear Notebook thing,
I'm bored, I want to do something. Oh, and I wish I had a smoothie. That would be awesome, and then I could-
Logan looked up as the door to his dorm opened and Chase and Michael walked inside, followed by Zoey and Lola. They each raised an eyebrow as he closed his notebook, with a questioning look on his face. They all gave him a smile and mumbled a 'hey' to as all of them, except Chase, walked over to sit on their couch.
"How did you guys even get this room?" Logan could hear Lola asking Michael, as the three of them chatted on the couch. Chase however walked over to him, placing a smoothie on the counter top.
"Hey," Chase mumbled, leaning on the counter and looking over to Logan, "We just came back from the smoothie place, and I figured you'd be up so," he paused, letting a lopsided grin wash over his face, "Surprise, it's a smoothie."
"Right," Logan answered, grabbing the smoothie off the counter top, eyeing Chase suspiciously, "What'd you do to it?"
Chase laughed, pulling open the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water, "Nothing," he answered, twisting the cap off the water and taking a sip. "Anyone else want anything?" He asked the group sitting on the couches. They all shook their head no, and stood up, walking over to the island where Logan and Chase were talking.
"Nice Lunch" Zoey smiled, looking over at Logan's cereal. He gave her an annoyed smile, signifying that he didn't really care. "How can you sleep in until one thirty in the after noon?" She added, unable to believe that someone could actually sleep in that late.
"First of all, its breakfast," Logan defended, sneering as he shoved a spoon full of Frosted Flakes into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed before continuing, "And I've been busy lately… with, stuff. So I was tired." He smiled triumphantly, thinking he'd won. He wasn't sure exactly what he'd won, but he was sure Zoey would stop bugging. Then again, Zoey was the Queen of Nag.
"What Stuff?" Lola replied before Zoey could. She and Zoey both raised a suspicious eyebrow at Logan, thinking he was trying to find a valid excuse to sleep in and waste half his day.
"If you hadn't noticed, I've aced three tests in the last three days," Logan smiled, proud of his accomplishment, "And, I've been working on that stupid English assignment, and I've been up till at least three am every night for the last four days."
"No way you aced three tests," Lola said, surprised. Logan knew they'd always thought of him as the stupid one in the group, but he never though that they would be this surprised to see him do good on something.
"Why were you up so late, anyways," He knew the Queen of Nag would start talking again sooner of later.
"Studying," Logan lied, scoffing. He tried to make it seem as though they were all stupid for not guessing it first.
"So that's what all that instant messaging was about," Michael added, grinning, as he snatched the water from Chase's hands and took a gulp. Everyone glanced at him and he continued, "He's been up messaging Dana all night. I guess she's a real good study buddy, because I haven't seen you open a book all week." Michael nudged Logan, and Logan looked down into his bowl, avoiding the looks his four friends were undeniably giving him.
"So uh, where's Nicole?" Logan said, trying to switch the subject off himself. He could feel Chase nudge his arm lightly, and he looked up. Chase nodded to him, telling him that the two would talk later on. Logan only nodded back to him, and looked to the group for an answer about Nicole.
It was funny how freshman and sophomore year had changed all of them. During freshman year, Logan and Chase had gotten considerably closer when Chase tricked Logan into spilling everything about him and Dana. Since then, Chase had heard everything, whether it was about her email, to her instant messages, Chase knew.
"I think she's out with this guy named Jeff," Lola answered Logan's previous question, "She was just leaving when me and Zoey woke up at ten."
Logan nodded, showing that he understood as he stood, dumping the remainder of his Frosted Flakes into the trash can. He placed the bowl into the sink, running water into it for a few seconds. He drank the last of his orange juice, which he'd promptly forgotten about when Chase has distracted him with the smoothie. He placed the glass into the sink, running the water to clean it out just as he had with the bowl moments before. Grabbing the notebook on the counter, he walked into the bedroom, placing it on to his bedside table, telling himself he'd write something later. Walking back out, he could see everyone situated on the couch, flipping through the channels and Michael dug into a bag of dill pickle potato chips.
"So what're we up to today?" Logan sighed, plopping down on one of the free chairs, relaxing as the group continued to press buttons on the remote, looking for a good show.
"Um, something fun?" Chase asked, shrugging his shoulders, trying to think of something better they all could be doing.
"We could watch a movie?" Zoey tried with an uncertain smile. Everyone muttered a version of 'no' before looking back to the television, watching Lola flip through the various stations. A few of the kids let out a sigh, wondering how they'd busy themselves for the day.
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The boys walked through the door of their dorm tired and exhausted from such a long day. After sitting around flipping through channels an turning down several ideas of what they should do that day, they'd all finally agreed to Logan's suggestion to go paint-balling. The day had turned out over all, pretty good. Logan had paid for the whole outing, but he really didn't mind considering that they'd had a great time.
Michael walked into the living area, dropping himself onto the couch and letting himself slowly doze off. Neither Chase nor Logan bothered to wake him and figured he'd climb into his bed sooner or later. Logan pulled himself up, sitting on the countertop, while Chase grabbed a stool and took a seat. Logan could feel Chase's eyes on him, silently telling him to talk about what had happened in the kitchen earlier that day. He was about to tell Chase to drop it when he felt a scratchy, paper like object under his hands. He looked down, seeing the charcoal notebook. Logan was sure he'd put it on to his bedside table earlier that day. Strangely, the notebook seemed to be turning up whenever Logan needed it.
He pulled the notebook up, eyeing it, and opened it to the page he'd last been on. He stared at it for a moment, confusion washing over his face. Suddenly though, Chase broke his concentration.
"So Logan, about you and Dana," Chase looked up at him questioningly. Sighing, Logan realized he really didn't want to deal with it. Pulling a pen off the counter, he quickly scribbled a few words down about his day, and then looked up to meet Chase's gaze.
"Can we drop it," Logan responded, looking down at his notebook and continued writing.
Chase keeps looking at me like he's expecting me to gush to him about my life. I really wish he'd drop it. Though, he probably wont because well, he's chase, and he never does.-
"Fine," Chase said, getting up from his seat, "I'm going to bed." Logan looked at him disbelievingly. He had to have imagined that, because Chase had never once dropped something with it came to Dana and him. He'd always tried to squeeze it out of Logan, no matter what it took.
"Uh, alright," Logan replied a bit shakily, earning himself a strange look from Chase. Looking back at his notebook, he had the strangest idea. 'No way, that's not possible,' he thought to himself, examining the entry. He flipped back a few pages to the first entry, reading it over.
- They left and I stayed for a bit doing some free throws. Came back to the dorm after, got ready for bed, and here I am. Michael's snoring, so I can't sleep. Damn, I wish he'd be quiet.
-Logan
He read the last few lines over, unsure of what to think. He looked around and spotted a piece of paper on the countertop. Grabbing it, he wrote down 'Saturday, first day back to PCA: "Michael's snoring, so I can't sleep. Damn, I wish he'd be quiet." – then Michael stopped snoring. Even though he's snored for the last three years, he hasn't snored since Wednesday. He's sleeping on the couch now and still isn't snoring.'
Frantically, Logan flipped to his next entry, reading it over. It was an entry from the next night, Sunday.
-Tomorrow classes start. I have first period with Mr. Vandal for biology. I heard from everyone he's a real hard ass. I hope he goes easy on us for the first day and we don't get any homework, and hopefully I'll get a good lab partner. Lola's smart right? Maybe I'll get paired up with her.
-Logan
Grabbing his pen, he continued to write down on the other sheet of paper, 'Sunday, second day back at PCA: "I hope he goes easy on us for the first day and we don't get any homework, and hopefully I'll get a good lab partner. Lola's smart right? Maybe I'll get paired up with her." – Mr. Vandal gave us no homework. Got to pick our own lab partners and chase and Michael picked each other, so Lola paired up with me'
Again, he flipped the page, becoming increasingly interested in what he was discovering about this notebook. He came to his entry on Wednesday after adding a few minor items to his list from Monday and Tuesday's entries.
- I haven't studied at all, and god, I hope I ace this test. I wish I didn't have to go to detention for three hours, and I wish Dana would call again. I missed it because she forgot about time zones and my phone went off, and stupid Mr. Vandal took my phone.-
'Wednesday, fifth day back to PCA: "I hope I ace this test. I wish I didn't have to
go to detention for three hours, and I wish Dana would call again." – Aced Frankfurt's test even though I hadn't studied at all. Vandal called off the detention and Dana called when I got back to my dorm. We stayed up a while talking, but she had to go because it was getting late on her side of the world.'
Dear Notebook thing,
I'm bored, I want to do something. Oh, and I wish I had a smoothie. That would be awesome, and then I could-
'Saturday, eighth day back to PCA: "I want something to do. Oh and I wish I had a smoothie."- Chase brought me a smoothie, then we went paint-balling.'
A devious smile came across Logan's face. This was the best thing ever since, well, ever. Still unsure however, he decided he should test it out. He reached for the notebook, looking around the room for something to be his test subject. He smiled, seeing the bowl of cereal in the sink, which still hadn't been properly cleaned and put away.
Dear notebook thing,
I wish we had milk in the fridge… and another smoothie for me.-
Sliding down from the counter, he walked over to the mini fridge, grabbing the handle. He was a bit nervous to open it, and when he did, he did so very slowly. To his surprise, there was a new carton of milk in the mini fridge, and beside it, a smoothie. He still wasn't sure however, so he looked around the room again, looking for something to test his theory on. Spotting Michael sleeping on the couch, he walked over to the notebook, and wrote a few lines.
-I wish Michael would fall off the couch screaming "The Sheep, the sheep. They're going to get me," then wake up, walk over to me and explain he had a strange dream about his cat turning into Godzilla, and then to tell me who he likes out of no where.-
Looking up, Logan waited for a few seconds. When nothing came, he began to stand up straighter, figuring that this was all just a coincidence. Yawning, he stretched his arms and took a sip of his smoothie.
"Sheep! The sheep!" Logan nearly spit out his smoothie, turning around, he watched Michael with wide eyes. "They're going to get me!" Michael exclaimed loudly and then proceeded to fall off the couch onto the floor. Michael groaned, grabbing the table to help him stand up. When he was firmly on his feet, he strolled over to Logan tiredly, and leaned onto the island.
"Man," Michael sighed, "I just had the weirdest dream," he admitted, rubbing the back of his hand.
"Really? What about?" Logan asked, eyes wide, but a smile creeping its way onto his face.
"Well," Michael furrowed his eyebrows, "You know my cat snowball?" He asked to which Logan nodded, "Well, he turned into Godzilla and started crushing PCA." He shook his head, yawning and opening his eyes a little more.
"That's really creepy." Logan replied, talking more about the notebook than the dream Michael had just explained to him. Michael looked at him, adding an "I know, eh." As he opened the fridge for a second, looking inside, "When did we get more milk?" Logan shrugged, turning away and smiling to himself, waiting for the next part of his 'wish.'
"Oh, I almost forgot," Michael started as Logan turned around to face him, "I like Lola." Logan looked at him shocked, his mouth slightly ajar. "Why did I just tell you that?" Michael wondered to himself, starting to walk off to bed, eyes slightly wide.
"I'll, uh, put in a good word for you in Biology class…" Logan honestly didn't know what to say. As Michael left him alone in the room he glanced at the notebook, a grin forming on his lips as he took another sip of his smoothie. Boy, was he going to have fun with this.
A/N: So Logan finally knows, and there's a huge hint in this chapter that's going to come up later, that's going to play a big part in the story. It doesn't seem like anything big in this chapter, but I promise, it is. Let's see if someone can find it ;)
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