Disclaimer: I do not own BTR or the Outsiders.

Kendall sprinted to catch up with Logan, but the shorter boy was no where in sight. Kendall turned onto his ex-friend's street and slowed down a bit. He stops in front of a small robin's egg blue house. Logan was always telling Kendall how much he hated the coloring. The blonde walked up the lawn and front steps. He takes a deep breath before knocking on the door.

To his surprise, a man he's never seen before answers. He looked to be in his mid-thirties. "Can I help you?" The man inquires.

"Um, yeah," Kendall began awkwardly. "I'm, ur; looking for Logan Mitchell...are you his new step-dad?"

"Logan Mitchell?" The man thought for a moment then asks, "Is he Joanna Mitchell's son?"

Kendall nodded, "Yes." Inwardly wondered who the hell this guy was. He didn't seem to know the Mitchell's that well.

"Ah, then they don't live here anymore," the man explained, "I'm Drake Matthews."

"Drake? Who's there?" A voice called.

"Oh, that's my wife; I should be going if you don't need anything else."

Kendall couldn't say a thing. His mouth hung open, his green eyes wide. "U-uh, I; the Mitchell's don't live here anymore?"

"Not for about two years," Drake replies.

"Wait!" Kendall stuttered, "S-so, do you know where the Mitchell's are now?"

Drake shook his head. "Nope, sorry..."

"K-Kendall."

"Kendall, sorry. It was nice meeting you."

As Kendall walks away, he wants to know why he's never seen Drake and his family. He wants to know where Logan, Harmony, and Mrs. Mitchell are. Kendall begins to think up all the many things that could have happened...and he's scared for Logan. He's scared that there's more to Drake Matthews.

What if Drake's holding them captive! Kendall thinks in dread. He's about to turn back around and question Drake more, but suddenly catches sight of someone run out of the forest at the dead-end. She is chasing a soccer ball. Kendall recognizes it to be Harmony. Relief washes over him.

"Hey!" Kendall called. "Harmony!"

Harmony picked up her soccer ball. "Kendall?" She gasps.

Kendall realizes warmly, that Harmony has grown over the past two years. "Yeah, is Logan in there?" The blonde nodded behind her.

"No," She answered quickly. "He's back home."

Kendall put his head on one side, his suspicions rising. "Oh, really?" Harmony nodded. "Okay, I just wanted to ask him if he needed any help with our school project."

Harmony seemed to relax a bit. "Logie's fine, he told me he's just gonna start auto-tuning the voices."

"Cool," Kendall said. "Just...tell him I'm here for him."

Harmony smiled. "I will!" She turned around and walked into the forest. "Bye, Kendall!" She called over her shoulder.

"Bye!" Kendall says. He found it weird that Harmony was talking as if her house was still hers; but Drake and his family lived there now... Kendall's head started to hurt. Everything was confusing him right now.

Logan sat at the picnic table as he edited the audio on his laptop. As he did so, the brunette thought of all the many places that would suite his ideas for the video. Logan wondered when the music video was due. Mr. Obregon never told them when, and no one ever asked. Logan minimizes his work and connects to the internet. He logs onto the school website and his about to click on Mr. Obregon's site when he notices something. Someone has posted something interesting on the message board. Every student has an account for the school website, and to make the site 'cooler,' the teachers put a message board in for the students to write their thoughts.

What has caught Logan's attention is the daily pole that Stephanie started. The poll was about the Outsiders.

"Are you a greaser or a soc...?" Logan read out loud. "...Or a little of both..." the brunette sighed heavily. "Huh, Steph; for me, that'd be greaser," he said in a matter-o-fact way, clicking on 'greaser.' "Okay, so I don't have the hair for a greaser, but..." Logan turned his head to look back at the trailer. "But I do have the financial statues of one."

Logan was okay with greasers. He always found socs to be jerks too wealthy for their own good. Logan shook his head and checked the date for the music video. "End of the month," he says to himself. "Great, plenty of time."

"Logie!" Harmony squealed dropping her soccer ball and racing towards her brother. "Are you done yet, soccer's boring with one person!"

"Yeah, alright kiddo; I'll play with you," Logan laughed, saving his progress and closing the laptop.

Harmony ran back to the soccer ball and kicked it over to her brother. "I saw Kendall; he wanted to know if you needed help and that he would be there for you."

Logan gently kicked the ball back. "I can handle it myself; Kendall doesn't need to help yet," he said half to himself.

"Okay, Logie," Harmony says with a shrug.

It seriously bugged Logan how Kendall was so desperate. He could easily see the hidden ways for Kendall to try to get Logan to be his friend again. But, the blonde always was willing to do everything he could to help anyone (no matter who it was).

"It's still no excuse," Logan mumbled too quietly for Harmony to hear.

Agh! I know, not my best! Oh, and plz check out my new fanfic, "The 9 Lives of Kendall Knight"