Hello guys, this is SugarCat, and let answer the reviews:

asLightasDark: Thanks for the support. Gustavo is so cool like this. Thanks! =D

Logan Henderson Is Mine: Yeah, totally. I prefer his voice over the others. Thanks! =D

MerielTLA: I really like sarcasm, even more when they tell the truth. Let's see how long it takes for James to realize that. Thanks! =D

werewolvesrule5: I tried to use James' eyes as a mask. Outside is one thing, but inside is totally the opposite. And yeah, I tried to break the routine of these kind of books, and believe me, you made sense. Thanks! =D

: Sure, this is going to be the first time in his entire life. Thanks! =D

Sir RCCS: Kendall knows how to label something. James is very unpredictable. He should be ashamed of all he is doing. Thanks! =D

Red-Weasel-Chan: Thanks a lot. Wow, your favorite already. C'mon, there are much better stories than mine, but who am I to discuss tastes? Thanks! =D

Jazckson: Great idea. Maybe I put it inside my story. See if you like what happens in this chapter. Thanks! =D

Anyway, thanks again, have fon on the fourth chapter.

The other day, Logan woke up with an incredible desire to go to school. No, you are wrong again. This wasn't because of James, what a stupid idea. The reason was he felt like his chances of being a doctor was growing due the great classes. We are talking about Logan. Nothing passes through his mind, except studying.

He brushed his teeth faster than the other days, while putting his jeans on. And no, he wasn't late. It was just precaution. When he finished dressing up, he rushed down the large steps made of marble of the wide stairway, getting into the dining room where his father was having breakfast.

"Good morning, dad." He said to Mr. Mitchell, while sitting down and grabbing a piece of bread. His father was surprised of his son's sudden surge of happiness. In fact, he seemed great.

"Son, are you sick?" Mr. Mitchell asked concerned. The last time Logan was sick, he started raving and jumping for eating too much sugar. Yeah, Logan had trouble with candies. If he eats one, he can't stop. "You seem different."

"Dad, I'm okay. I'm not different." Logan answered fearing for his father. Mr. Mitchell could say for him to skip school, thinking that Logan could be sick for real. And Logan didn't want to skip school; he would miss Ja… the algebra classes so much.

"That's great, because I wanted to talk to you about…" His father started but Logan got up going out of the dining room not letting Mr. Mitchell finish.

"Sorry dad. I need to go. Love you!" Logan yelled then all that was heard was the big door being closed.

Mr. Mitchell chuckled and drank his coffee while reading the newspaper. "Well, he will know this anyway." He said to himself hoping that Logan would take well the news.

~BTR~

Logan left his father behind going straight to the Cadillac. Logan had his driver's license already in hands and a new Maybach Exelero inside the garage that his father gave to him when he turned sixteen. But Logan wasn't that kind of boy who wanted to call other people's attention. And it was other thing that Logan inherited from his mother. She didn't marry his father because of the money. She believed that love was the most reliable fortune in the world.

This time, Logan didn't sit on the backseat. He paced himself beside Freight Train. He loved to talk to the one who taught him how to drive and how to ride his bicycle for the first time. Everyone who works for his father, Logan considered them as his family, and it never made him felt alone anymore.

"Freight Train, how's Neil? Is he liking the university?" Logan asked for his long time friend. Neil was Freight Train's son and he was 3 years older than Logan. But since Neil got in the university, they lost the contact.

"He's doing great! I can't believe he's the one with the highest grades in his class. He's my pride, kid." The other answered feeling the joy of his son fighting for his future life.

~BTR~

"Man, you are so lazy today. C'mon, James. You need to get ready." Carlos called his friend knocking on the door several times but the other didn't answer. This was one of the problems of living with James. He was always late for everything. He was still on the bed, locked inside his room and God knows what he was doing.

James humped on his bed totally asleep and having a wet dream. "Oh, Logan…" He whispered holding his pillow tighter. In his dream, Logan was making hot sounds and louder and louder screaming James' name. James' mouth was dry and he was painfully aroused. Who would guess that he would feel this way over Logan? Well, everybody, since it is a sexual attraction, not a love one.

James opened his eyes suddenly and then looking down. His wet underwear was showing. He got up quickly and went straight to the bathroom. "Damn it! I haven't had a wet dream since I was eleven." He stepped inside the shower and washing himself to get rid of any drop of his shame. He was seventeen and had sex almost every day in his adolescence.

When he finished, he put his clothes on and went outside his room. Carlos was sitting on the sofa and waiting for them to go to school. "Man, what took you so long? We are going to be late." His friend told him and they rushed outside.

~BTR~

Freight Train pulled over the car. Logan took off his seatbelt and got off the vehicle. He didn't see James around. Sighing in relief, he entered the building, but still nothing from the tall jock. Not knowing where else he might be, he went over his locker to grab his book for his first class.

"Maybe it was a dream. There's no way a guy would do all this because of me. I'm so idiot sometimes…" He said to himself heading to the English class.

~BTR~

James ran as fast as he could, trying to get inside the school in time, avoiding to get detention and most of all, find Logan to try his move another time. Running through the hallways he looked for the short brunette everywhere, but no success. He could be there earlier if it wasn't his morning problem. Now he had to wait his next class to meet him at the hallways.

"Fuck, I lost a couple of hours. I have to make more effort now or I'll lose the bet." He said panting and giving up the running. To run now was useless. Being study addicted like Logan was, he was probably in class. "C'mon, James, it's not that hard. You can do it. You just have to be more provocative. Yeah… Provocative. I can do that…" He said to himself as he thought how should he act to look hot in the smart boy's eyes.

~BTR~

At the lunchtime, Logan made his way over the canteen. The heater was broken and inside that room was really hot. It looked funny, since it was snowing outside. Logan took off his coat and felt his throat go dry. "It's so hot in here." Right then he saw a Popsicle tray on the dessert session. He took a milk one and headed to his usual table. "Hum, milk. Full of calcium and good for my organism. And nothing better when a heater breaks."

As he sat down, he saw James coming in. "Oh, man. It wasn't a dream." Logan growled and James waved over him. It took a couple of minutes for James go over his table with his tray. "Why you have this need to annoy me sorely?'

"I'm not here to annoy you. You seem nice. I just…" James stopped as Logan opened the packaging of the Popsicle and put it inside his mouth. All of it. James stood there with no words to be spoken. He felt some pressure downwards and made his pants tight. "What?" Logan asked putting it off with an audible pop and putting it all inside again.

James looked over Logan who had a trail of cream running down his mouth. It was hot. But it got even hotter when Logan used his tongue to guide the liquid inside his mouth. "I-I-I-I'm…" He started but couldn't finish as he became more and more aroused. When he thought he was the one to make Logan feel this way over him, his victim changed places with his predator.

"I'm going away." Logan got up but James pushed him back down over his lap. "What is this thing poking my back?... Oh…" He said and blushed furiously. All the students were looking at them with anger and jealousy. "James, let me go…"

"No!" The taller answered wrapping his arms around his waist making Logan's back meet James' front. "I just want to talk. Why is this so difficult for you understand?"

"Okay, I promise I will talk to you. But only if you let me go." Logan offered and James loosened his grip. Logan moved out James' lap and sat beside him, putting his Popsicle over the tray. "I'm all ears."

"Why do you hate me? What did I do to you?" James asked making his face look like those lonely hungry puppies.

"I told you. You cheated my best friend, and I don't want any kind of relationship with a guy like you." Logan explained moving his head in a 'no'. "If I do, I would betray my moral principles."

"Just give me a few days. And I'll show you how I am. How I am a nice guy. If after this period of time, you still think all this of me, I will never get close to you again. Please." The jock tried once again and Logan seemed giving in his idea. Maybe knowing both sides of the story, he would…

"No!" Logan said one last time before moving out of the canteen. After he was outside he leaned over the lockers to think. What was he thinking? That he could trick him like he did with Kelly? No, no and no! Logan was too smart to fall on his games. But, in the other way, he had to admit that he was tempted at the jock's offer. He seemed so sincere, so reliable that if he gave him a chance, he could be wrong about his personality.

But with all those questions rushing on his mind, he had to move his thoughts away as he saw his father entering the school with Gustavo. What were they doing there? They don't have any life? "Wow, wow, wow, dad? Gustavo? What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be at work, I don't know, firing people?"

"I told your father this was a ridiculous idea, but he never listens to me! Your dad is crazy!" Gustavo yelled putting both hands over Logan's shoulders and shaking him violently.

"C'mon, Gustavo, maybe Logan likes the idea…" Mr. Mitchell said not making himself clear at all.

"What? What idea?" Logan asked totally confused. "Dad, please explain."

"Since Gustavo is not having progress with the new band, I'm here to look for new talents. Isn't this wonderful?" His father said smiling and Logan fainted. Gustavo put him back on his feet and he woke up.

"Have you lost your mind? This is a school. You have to talk to the principal about this." Logan said still shocked about the news.

"I already did that and he agreed. The auditorium is at my disposal when the clock strikes eleven. Oh, it's eleven o' clock already. C'mon son, I need your opinion about the contenders." Mr. Mitchell said walking through the hallway with his son trying to convince him the opposite.

"Give up, dog. He's not gonna change his mind." Gustavo said walking Logan with him. Oh, boy, this is going to be big…

This is it for now, guys.

Hope you liked it.

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SugarCat