Logan's POV

Ok so its been two weeks since my first date with Carlos, and I cant be any happier! Yesterday we stayed in his room and just madeout...and just that. I tried to take it to the next level, but he said he wanted to wait. Thank God... because I was scared shitless.

'Mr. Mitchell!'

I jumped as I was forced out of my daydream. I look around and remember that I'm in my music class, and Mr. Rocque was giving the stank eye.

'Umm... what was the question?' I asked lamely, blushing as I heard my classmates giggle.

'Well, while you were in LALA LAND!' he yelled, actually pushing my back with his amazing volume.

'I asked you if you wanted to participate in the bake sale fund raiser. Now I'm you, YOU ARE!'

'B-but I-' I stammered as I tried to find a way out of this.

'Ok, its settled you and Sleepy Stetson here are doing the 3000 cupcakes. 1000 chocolate, 1000 vanilla and 1000 strawberry. Wake him up and tell him that is worth thirty percent of his grade! Class dismissed.' he said before walking out of the room.

I groaned as the class emptied. Great, I'm stuck with this tool. Jett has been with my baby for two weeks, and I hate him even more. I'm civil with him for Dak's sake, but the bitch makes my blood bloil. When he sends Dak those hungry looks, and how he's never not touching Dak.

I walk over to him, his head down and snoring. Moron.

I looked at him, thinking of all the awfull things I could do to him right now. I sighed when I remembered that all those things are illegal. I thumped his ear, and smiled when he shrieked as he woke up.

'What the fuck Logan!?'

'Shut up, I only needed to wake you up to tell you that Mr. Rocque paired us up to make 3000 cupcakes. Its thirty percent of our grade, so meet at my house after school.' I said, making sure not to give hime a chance to interupt.

I stormed into the halls, grumbling about how unfair the world is.

Suddenly two large hands covered my eyes.

'Guess who? Sidenote I'll cry if you get it wrong.'

I smiled as I recognized Carlos' voice, but I couldnt help but tease.

'Hmm...is it Cody Linely?' I joked, and received a small tap on the for head.

'Ha. Ha.' Carlos said before crossing his arms and turning away from me in a cute and dramatic way.

'Sorry baby, I couldnt help it.' I said before kissing his cheek.

'If you were not so cute I'd walk away.' Carlos said before kissing me full on the lips. The kiss became heated, as he pushed me against a row of lockers.

'Dudes dont fuck in public!'

I groaned as I turned and saw Jett approaching, Dak right behind him.

'Jett, dont be mean to my Daddy, apologize.' Dak said sternly. I have taught him well.

'Sorry Logain.' he said stretching the last syllable for no real reason.

'Hi Daddy! Jett said you guys are making sweets, and lots of em! I know sugar ruins my body, but you need a taste tester. And I, less my heart, am willing to make that sacrafice.' Dak said dramatically while placing a hand over his heart. That's so cute!

'Fine! Only cuz you are so cute.' I responded. Dak clapped and hugged me tightly, the hug was our secret joke. We knew our boyfriends were very much so the jealous types. I love getting Carlos a bit jealous, plus Jett's face is always priceless. A win-win for me.

'OK, Babe let him go!' Carlos growled pulling me away from Dak just as Jett did the same. Each boys wrapping his arms protectively around his boyfriend's waist. Me and Dak both laughed, our laughter soon died as we were pulled into two seperate kisses.

'Carlos was a Great Kisser, made Kendall's skill look weak. No offense, just the truth. One kiss from the raven haired boy and I'm breathless. The kiss was cut short by Dak who out of nowhere and dragged me away from my now confused boyfriend. Dak took into a janitor's closet and locked the door.

Does he know how bad this looks? Oh yeah, he doesn't. And its staying that way!

'What is it? Jett did something! What did he do? He touched you didn't he! I'll kill him!' I yelled ready to go out and kill Stetson.

'No! Jett always touches me!' Dak yelled.

'EXCUSE ME!?' I yelled in anger. My Baby has been deflowered by a idiot!

'Yes! We hold hands all the time! Dont kill him please!' Dak begged. Holding hands?

' Holding hands? He didn't try to touch your no no areas at all?' I had to be sure.

'No! I told him not to...so he doesn't.' Dak explained.

'Oh thank goodness. Thought I was gonna go to jail for third degree murder for a second.' I let out a sigh of relief.

'So... Jett lives?' Dak asked hopefully.

'Yes...for now. The second he slips, I'll be there with a chainsaw.' I was really only half joking, but Dak doesn't need to know that.

'He wont slip, I promise!' as he touched the tip of his nose, I told him that was gonna be his form of a scouts honor, since he was never a boyscout.

'What happened then?' I asked.

'When Jett kissed me...' he became hesitent about telling me.

'I wont be mad at you Baby...at you. Jett is the only bad guy.'

'When we kissed...he put his tongue in my mouth!' Dak shrieked.

Dak was freaking out over his first kiss...first real kiss. Wait Jett waited this long to kiss him? Maybe he's not all bad.

'Dak that's what a big boy kiss is.' I was starting to feel awkward. I'm not ready for 'The Talk' yet, not at all.

'That's not all. When he did it...I liked it alot. Does that mean I like eating spit?'

I busted out laughing at Dak's cuteness. Only he would ask that.

'N-no, it means you like him.' I stopped laughing once I realised what I said. Dak did like Jett, he's growing up. I should be happy, not mad about his...taste in men. God, I promise I wont give Jett a hard time...til he deserves it.

'I like him alot...I'm gonna kiss him again! Bye Daddy!' the taller brunette cheered before walking out of the cramped closet.

I promised God, I promised God, I promised God!