Despite the fact that he'd already agreed to Carlos' insane, cross-dressing plan to prove he could get a girl, Logan spent the majority of the night still thinking. There was just so much left to analyze in the situation. And being the logical, brainy one, he liked to thoroughly analyze a situation before throwing himself into it.

He thought about everything being Carlos' girlfriend would entail; he shuddered at some of the things he would inevitably have to do, things Carlos would make him do. He thought about the consequences that would follow those actions, the possible feelings that could build and linger after he was done being Carlos' girlfriend.

He sighed and turned on his side, wondering if doing this was the best thing for their friendship. He knew Carlos would be ticked off at him if he said no but he wondered if the end result would be worse. He wondered if this whole charade would screw up their friendship.

He wanted Carlos to be happy and would do anything to keep him that way but he didn't want to lose him as a friend because of any complicated feelings that may or may not exist between them, that may or may not escalate because of this. All these thoughts left him conflicted; either way there was a chance of one of them getting hurt. He groaned quietly to himself. He really wished, now, that he hadn't agreed to this.

When he got up that next morning, only getting maybe 2 or 3 hours of sleep tops, it was reiterated in his brain why he originally agreed to do this. The look on Carlos' face, the toothy grin he sported as he walked around the apartment was his entire reasoning. It made it all worth it.

He knew eventually it would be his downfall to want to please everyone so desperately. It just made sense to him. When all his friends were happy, he was happy too. So logically, it was a truly selfish act to make his friends happy so he could be happy too.

He stayed quietly during breakfast, just eating his breakfast and listening to all the conversations that were taking place. He noticed Carlos was being rather quiet too, eating his oatmeal with a soft smile on his face. The boy looked up and met his gaze, both grinning as they briefly locked eyes.

He wondered when the girlfriend charade was going to begin but he surely wasn't going to bring it up, especially not at the breakfast table with his other two friends, Katie and Ms. Knight sitting at the table. He cringed as he thought about all the extra effort that went into being a girl, or rather passing himself off as one.

There was all the makeup, that took forever to apply correctly, the wig that got tangled really easy and of course the clothes, which had to be selected carefully so they didn't extenuate his boy features. Being a girl, a convincingly pretty one took a lot of time and effort; it was truly an art that he hadn't exactly mastered, one that he never thought he would have to.

But this was yet another crazy sacrifice he made for his friends. He was about to dwell on all the trouble these sacrifices caused him when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

1 new text from Camille.

We're hanging by the pool today.

He cringed as he read the short message. He hated how demanding she was and how she just assumed he would do whatever she said. He texted her back to say that he couldn't because he had to help Carlos today. He instantly regretted it as it would soon become one of those things he did for his friend that came back to bite him in the ass later.

Fine! I hate you too!

Logan sighed reading this response; Camille was always painfully dramatic. He really didn't find it entertaining or endearing like Ms. Knight says a soul mate's traits should be. He just wished things with her weren't so damn complicated and they could just be together like two normal teens. But with Camille, it was never simple.

He put his phone away and finished his breakfast, heading back to his room to get dressed. He was crouched down in front of his dresser, sifting through his neatly folded shirts to figure out what he'd wear for the day when Carlos joined him, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"Hey man," he greeted casually, taking a giant bite of his apple.

"Don't get any of that on my bed!" Logan snapped, referring to the food Carlos was munching on.

"Yeah yeah," he muttered with a mouthful of food. "So I was thinking, we should do some brainstorming."

"Wow Carlos, I'm impressed," his friend exclaimed, turning back to smile at his friend. "You're really thinking this through and not just rushing into it head first."

"Well we have to make this convincing if we want anyone to believe it," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "And I want people to believe it Logan!"

"I know Carlos," Logan chuckled, quickly changing out of his pajamas. "So how are we doing this?"

"It's really not going to take much. We only have to be seen together a few times, people will get the idea that I have a girlfriend then that's when you promptly move away and we keep up a long distance relationship and then bam! People are off my back," his friend explained with a smug smile tugging at his lips.

"Did you come up with this plan all by yourself?" Logan asked in disbelief.

"James helped," Carlos admitted, awkwardly scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"You told James?" he groaned, knowing how mercilessly his friend would tease him.

"Well yeah," he muttered, "I've never really been a good plan-maker and I figured he could help transform you into a girl."

"James agreed to this?"

Carlos nodded, "Something about the satisfaction about finally getting to make one of us look more girly than he is," he replied with a shrug.

"Fantastic," Logan murmured, cursing himself for ever agreeing to this. "So what's my girl name?"

"Logana!" Carlos shouted as if it was a brilliant idea.

"Carlos, that's just my name with an a on the end," Logan pointed out, popping Carlos' bubble like he always did. "How about..." he thought about it for a second. "Lorraine?"

"Not as cool as Logana," Carlos commented with a pout, "But it will do."

Logan didn't say a word, just nodded in fake agreement. "So how did you and Lorraine meet?"

"Hmmm...it's gotta be something romantic but really super cool too!"

Logan smiled, tapping his finger to his chin in thought. "What if you guys met at the ice rink about two weeks ago? She fell down and you helped her up."

"Perfect!" Carlos shouted.

"She's just moved to LA and wants to be a doctor but enjoys ice skating in her spare time," Logan continued, having fun creating this character he was going to play. But the more he created and dreamed up this character, the more he realized it was just a more girly reflection of himself. He hoped Carlos wouldn't notice.

"Ohhh...so she's really smart!"

"Yes I am," Logan affirmed before blushing and quickly correcting himself, "I mean...y-yes sh-she is!"

"This is the best plan ever!" Carlos declared, standing up excitedly. "So we'll start tomorrow. I'm thinking a pool date with Lorraine," he said with a smirk.

Logan nodded in agreement, "Yeah, sounds great." He cringed, thinking of all the horrible possibilities of how his fake date with Carlos would go. He wasn't sure which he was dreading more, pretending to be Carlos' girlfriend or letting James doll him up. He sighed, he'd just have to wait until tomorrow and find out.