I Hate James

Chapter 7

Five minutes later, Katie, Carlos, and I ended at a table in a semi-private corner of the lobby.

"So what did you guys find out?" I asked, slightly excited.

Katie and Carlos looked at each other. "Well..." Carlos started.

"We know who has the letter." Katie quickly finished.

My excitement grew, and so did the smile on my face. "Really?"

Both nodded, but didn't look happy. They actually looked slightly worried. At that my smile, and excitement lessened.

"What? I thought you said it was good news." I questioned.

Carlos rubbed the back of his neck, and looked down. "That was the good news." He said sounding nervous.

I quirked my eyebrow. "So...who has my letter then?" I asked again.

Silence.

"Oh come on guys. You dragged me away from Logan for this. You guys have to tell me who has the damn letter. I promise I won't freak."

They looked at each other again seemingly having a very intense conversation about this. I didn't understand what had them so freaked about this. The only thing I could think of was if Logan had been the one to find it...but nah...couldn't be. I quickly shook that thought from my head. There's no way. He's been acting way to casual for someone who found a letter from his best friend telling him just how much said best friend hates his boyfriend and such. He's way too blase for that.

No one could hide it that well...Right?

Someone sighed, knocking me out of my thoughts.

"So?"

Again, someone sighed. "Kendall.." It was Katie.

"What?"

"It was..." She stopped.

My brows furrowed. I was getting annoyed with this now. Why can't they just spit it out.

"Logan." Carlos finished.

"What?" I asked again, hoping I heard them wrong.

"Logan...found the note. It was stuck in one of his jean pockets. Mom found it when she started doing laundry. I grabbed it from her before she could read it." Katie looked down.

"No." I whispered. My eyes felt like they were about to pop out. My jaw hit the floor. No no no no no no no no no no no. No! No way. This couldn't happen. He has it. He knows. My world stopped. No longer could I hear or see anyone around me. Katie and Carlos faded from my vision. There was just darkness.

"Kendall? Kendall...Kendall?" I vaguely heard someone calling out my name from far away.

"Kendall!" All of a sudden I felt pain.

"Ow! What the hell?" I shot up, barely registering the fact that I actually had to sit up, and last I remembered...I was sitting up...in a chair. Not on the floor. What the hell?

I looked around only to find Carlos, Katie, and a few other bystanders staring at me with slight concern.

"Alright folks. He's fine. The show's over." Katie said waving away the crowd.

"What happened?" I asked Carlos.

"You passed out dude." He said, stretching out a hand to help me up.

I groaned. Running my hand through my hair. "Of course I did." I shook my head, grabbing his hand, and stood. "Thanks man."

"No problem."

We all stared at each other for a minute, before I spoke up.

"I can't believe it." I groaned into my hands. "H-how could Logan have the letter? He hasn't been acting any differently. He's been normal. If he had the letter, then why doesn't he hate me? Why hasn't he brought it up?"

Carlos began bouncing. "Because he's into you!" He giggled excitedly.

"Would you stop that!" I glared at the small smiley Latino. "You don't have any proof that he's into me!"

"Do you have any proof he isn't?" He threw in my face.

"He's still with James isn't he?"

"It doesn't mean he isn't into you. You were with Jo but you were still into Logan." The short boy pointed out with a smug smile.

My head fell. Of course he would bring that up. Damn him.

"So what am I supposed to do?" I asked looking at Carlos.

"Talk to him." Katie said automatically. Until that point, I had kind of forgotten she was there. Considering she had been silent the whole time, probably looking between me and Carlos. I was slightly embarrassed, but figured Hey, she's my little sis. She would've figured it out eventually.

I turned to look at her. "How?" I asked incredulously. "Just go up and say 'Hey Logie, I know you found my letter about hating your boyfriend'? Oh yeah, I'm sure that would turn out fine." I said sarcastically.

Katie glared. "No. That'd be stupid." She deadpanned. "Just talk. You were just doing it. Except this time, casually slip in the letter. Calm down."

"Yeah, stop worrying so much." Carlos reached forward, poking my forehead and face. "You're gonna get wrinkles."

"Oh right right right. Why didn't I think about that? 'Oh hey Logie. How's it going? Lovely day out. By the way, about the letter you found...' Yeah...so much better." I glared at the two of them. "Are you crazy!"

The hand poking my face suddenly slapped me. It wasn't as hard and powerful as Camille's slaps, but it still stung a little. I glared at my short friend while Katie looked at him in surprise. "What?" His eyes shifted. "He was freaking out!"

I'm not sure, but I think I growled at him. "Carlos..." I said through clenched teeth. "Now is not the time to go around slapping people who will more than likely kill you in return."

The Latino squinted his eyes at me. "You have worry lines." He stated, once again poking my forehead.

I stared at him like he had three heads, before sighing and chuckling. "Oh my god.." I groaned, running my hand through my hair for the thousandth time in the past five minutes, and fell back into the chair I had been sitting in before. I shook my head. This could not be happening. But it is, and there's no way to turn back the clock.

"I turned to my two little helpers who had taken their seats from earlier. "Alright. You guys are right."

They both looked at me in shock.

"Yeah, I know. I actually admitted to someone being right."

They nodded. Carlos opened his mouth, but Katie smacked him. "Shut it. Do not interrupt this lovely moment of us being right."

I rolled my eyes. "Look, the point is Logan has the letter and he's probably read it. There's no point in ignoring it, because if it doesn't come up now, it'll be brought up at a very bad time with my luck. So..." I paused.

"So?" Katie started smiling.

"You're gonna talk to him!" Carlos finished excitedly. Again, jumping up and down in his chair.

I looked at them with the most serious face I've ever had, and gave one quick nod.

"I'm going to talk to Logan."


This was actually ready a week ago...I just forgot all about it.

I'm absent minded like that.