Chapter 11

Logan stared out the window of the bedroom he shared with Kendall. The blonde boy, as usual, wasn't in his room Logan sighed in bliss as he remembered the night before. He was at Alana's house… and everything was just sort of a blur after that.

He remembered taking his pants off, her taking her shirt off… al he knew now was that he had lost his virginity to Alana. But Logan knew it was worth it. Alana was probably the nicest girl he'd ever met. She was nerdy like him, but popular at the same time. She wasn't afraid to admit that she loved him, and their relationship wasn't on and off again… unlike some he knew… and there wasn't anyone now to take Alana away from him.

Everything was perfect, but Logan couldn't help thinking about his friends. Were they having just as great of a time as he was? Were they losing their virginities, too? Logan put it quickly to the back of his mind to think about later.

He was about to go meet Alana at Starbucks. She had somehow gotten Logan to actually enjoy that place full of sugar drinks and sugar snacks. He actually found it to be quite delicious.

Logan had never felt so popular before. Usually, he was the nerd who got tripped in the hallways and forced to do people's homework. But now that he had Alana, people didn't even care how smart he was. He was hanging with a popular girl, so he was automatically deemed popular, too. And Logan loved being popular. It felt so good… now he knew why in all the stories he read before about kids in school, the main character always betrayed his friends because they wanted to be popular. Being popular felt so good, and there wasn't really anything to explain it… you were like and accepted, and people admired you.

Logan had heard from Alana that there was a new "loser" kid, someone that all the bullies pushed around, the one who even got laughed at by nerds who didn't want the attention on themselves. Logan didn't really think twice about it, but now he wondered who it could be. He hadn't really seen any bullying in the halls or in the lunchroom, so the person probably wasn't in his grade.

Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts, Logan walked out of his room and knocked on James and Carlos's bedroom. He walked in without permission, and saw Carlos sitting at his desk and working on his homework.

"Hey, buddy," Logan said hesitantly as he sat down beside Carlos's swivel chair. Carlos looked up, his eyes surprised and happy and a little cautious. Logan didn't' know why.

"Hey. Why are you here?" It wasn't a harsh statement; Carlos was just curious.

Logan smiled. "Wanted to tell you something." He leaned in, wrapping his arm around Carlos and whispering in his ear. Logan told Carlos all about the night before, and how he had lost his innocence to Alana.

After he told Carlos about the deed, Carlos was frozen. "Wow… th-that really happened? Are you s-sure it wasn't a dream?" Carlos asked, finally getting over his moment of shock.

Logan grinned. "Of course I'm sure… dreams don't feel so good…" he sighed dreamily. The smart boy glanced at Carlos sideways, and saw that the younger boy's eyes were filled with… what? A little bit of sadness, hurt, jealous… all feeling Logan didn't feel right now.

Logan cleared his throat. "Carlos, buddy, is something wrong?" He saw Carlos stare at the ground.

"Yeah. I mean, why wouldn't it be?" Carlos laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Logan knew Carlos was lying, because that's what he did himself when he was lying.

"Dude, you're a bad liar. You know that, right? You-" Suddenly, Logan's phone started ringing. He saw "Alana" written on the screen of his electronic, and grinned wildly, completely forgetting about Carlos.

"Hey, Alana! How are you?" Logan stood up, starting to leave the room. "Yeah, I remember last night." He started opening the door, not even glancing back.

"No! I loved it. Maybe we should do it again…" Logan's voice faded away as he closed the door behind him, leaving Carlos alone in his room again.

Carlos bit his lip, feeling betrayed. Logan obviously cared about Alana more than he'd ever cared about Carlos. Why wasn't he important to Logan? Didn't Logan like him anymore?

Carlos couldn't help thinking that he was a burden to Logan. Logan didn't want to care about him or his troubles. He didn't matter to anyone anymore. Maybe he didn't belong in this world…

The Latino mentally slapped himself. He had been having depressed thoughts for the past few days. He kept on thinking that he was worthless, that maybe he should just give it up, whatever it was. He always had thoughts of how much people hated him. The online clubs, the bullies, his friends…

But then he thought of all the great things he still had. It wasn't much, but he still had his parents and Bethany.

For the past few days, Bethany had been talking to him more and more at school and on the walk home. She asked about his family, his friends, his life. She acted like she really cared, and that made Carlos feel wanted.

She even tried sticking up for Carlos at school when Simon shoved him into a locker and threatened to lock him inside it. They seemed to stare at each other for a long time, before Simon finally let Carlos go.

It was no doubt that Carlos was majorly crushing on this girl. She was nice to him, pretty, smart, and everything Carlos ever hoped for in a girl. He was sure that she liked him back, either in the "friend" way or the "more than friend" way. But he was just scared to go up and ask her.

Carlos sighed, running a hand through his short black hair. He whipped out his cell phone, pressing the number 6 for "Mami." He always liked to talk to his mom when he was feeling sad. It had always worked, so Carlos hoped this wasn't an exception.

After two rings, a voice picked up. "Carlitos? Is that you?"

"Hey, Mami. How are things back home?"

"Oh, I'm so happy to see you, mijo! Things are just fine back home. But honey, I think I may have to tell you something important."

Carlos bit his lip. "Anything, mom. Words can't hurt me, right?" That had to be the biggest lie he had ever told.

He heard the sweet laughing sound of his mom on the other line. "You're such a good boy, mijo. But anyways," her voice seemed to grow dark with hate. "you're father… I found pictures of him kissing a woman I had never met before."

Carlos's heart froze. His Papi had been kissing someone who wasn't his Mami? Was that even legal?

"Carlos, honey, he kissed her on the lips. And when I asked him about it, he didn't' even try to deny it. He said that he loved her the way he loved me. But I know he doesn't love me anymore like that." Her Mami sounded like she was crying, had been crying, or was going to be crying. It wasn't a good sound.

"Mami, why would he d-do that?" Carlos asked, his innocent voice making him mother sound even more sad.

"Carlitos, I don't know. I really don't know why. It hurt me, too." He heard soft sobbing on the other end of the line. "I'm really sorry you have to hear this, honey. But we've decided that you should know first."

Carlos shook his head, not wanting to hear what his Mami would be saying next. "I'm sorry, Carlos, but we're getting a divorce."

Carlos didn't even hear himself drop the phone.

A/N- Aww… poor Carlos. I'm just killing him with all the angst, huh? I'm sorry Carlos… And Logan's lost his virginity! What do you think of him? He's been absent for a while now, and I seriously apologize for that.

But anyways… I think you may have to get used to me not updating for a long time. I mean, if a week or two is a long time… I don't even know why. It's just my habit now, you know? But thanks for sticking with me all this time, and this chapter is for everyone who has reviewed, alerted, favorited, or read this story! You guys all rock!

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