~[BTR, AU] 3rd Person's POV, The next day…
Lars immediately tumbles off his bed, throwing on clothes, he rushes into Logan's room when he heard a loud squeal literally 5:20 in the morning.
"Logan?" Lars barges into the boy's door, seeing him stand in front of his closet with a horrified look. "They… They threw away all of my old clothes…" Logan gasps, noticing how there's only 2 oversized sweaters left. His closet now filled up with the new clothes they bought yesterday.
"Probably for the better," Lars smirks, walking over to the closet, impressed by the range of clothes Logan's new friends picked out for him. There's literally at least 5 different sets of clothes for different occasions.
"Lemme guess, you don't know what to wear now?" Lars lifts a brow, Logan standing there in his pajamas. "I know what I'll wear," Logan moves forth to grab his sweatshirt, only to have Lars extend his arm. "You're not wearing that, unless it's snowing out," Lars scowls, gently pushing away his younger brother.
He fishes out a bunch of clothes, a pair of dark jeans and a dark red button-up vest with a white button up shirt, both which seemed a bit tight for him. Logan grunts, washing his face and slipping on his new clothes.
"I look like a freaking waiter," He scowls at his brother, who smirks. "Yeah, a ripped waiter, now hurry up and get ready, I'll go cook breakfast. We're picking up your friends," He instructs, turning around before leaving Logan's room, he adds, "If you even think of changing back to your sweaters, you'll be in trouble," He warns Logan, who gulps.
~A few minutes later… 5:45 AM
Lars hums, finishing packing up their lunch boxes while plating up a simple plate of bacon and eggs. He sighs, waiting for Logan to come down, who's actually taking quite a bit of time.
After a few more seconds of waiting, he watches as Logan walks down the stairs rather shyly, sporting a slick back pomade, a light blue sleeveless shirt, showcasing his muscles. "You changed?" Lars smirks, admiring the new step his baby brother's taking.
"I-It's summer! I'm not wearing two layers of tops! Plus, you said I couldn't change to my sweatshirt…" He trails off with red cheeks, eyeing the breakfast his brother made.
"Oh uh… W-We don't need to pick up James, Carlos and Kendall today. T-They're already at school, some important business," Logan pipes up while they eat breakfast, Lars smiles.
Once they finish breakfast, Lars began driving, smiling the entire way. Logan usually dislikes being sent to school by his brother, claiming that he wants a quick exercise by walking to school… But now, he's actually in the passenger's seat, typing away on his phone… Like a normal teenager. Not that Logan was abnormal before.
"We're here," Lars pulls up to the parking lot, students curiously eyeing the beautiful, expensive car. Logan hesitates for a few seconds… Then took off his glasses. Lars lifts a brow, watching his brother put his glasses in the cup holder. "Don't need them anymore," Logan smiles gently, Lars admiring the new confident his younger brother suddenly got.
Crazy how a makeover and new friends could change someone so drastically. As he climbs out of the car, wishing his brother 'goodbye', his phone chimes.
[Kendall]
"Logan, where're you?"
"Your fourth boyfriend's here," 6:00AM
Logan smiles again, stuffing his phone into his pocket and ignoring the curious looks from every one else, he walks into the school.
As soon as he entered, he felt himself being shoved to the side by none other than his bully… Dustin.
"New looks huh, nerd?" He grins, fishing Logan's phone out of his pocket. "Don't you fucking dare," Logan growls at the tall boy, who mockingly grins at Logan. "Or what?" He asks.
Logan forcefully elbows the boy's stomach, then while he's bent down, holding his stomach in pain, Logan snatches his phone and elbows Dustin's head, sending him onto the floor. "I'm done being your punching bag," He growls, leaving the boy in the hall, he makes his way to the cafeteria, hearing people around him whisper.
"Is that really Logan Mitchell?" "Can't be," "That new kid's hot," "Did you see that?!" He picks up, deciding to ignore them, he enters the café, scanning the big room for his friends.
As soon as he entered, ¾ of the eyes in the café fell onto him. He tries to fight back his blush. Suddenly becoming the center of attention after years of avoiding it is nerve wrecking.
He soon spots James waving at him all the way in the middle of the café, where all three of them are gathered on a circle table… With Jett.
'He's my forth boyfriend?' Logan gasps in complete disbelief. 'Wait… Huh…' He suddenly remembers the rather awkward encounter he had with Jett yesterday as he walks towards their table.
"Morning Loges/Logie," Carlos and Kendall chimed in unison, Jett flashing him a smile as he enjoyed his breakfast. Before he could wish the other three a good morning, his lips were attacked by James'.
"Technically, that's against the rules. But I'll let you guys off, this one time," Jett warns, part of him being playful, the other part being serious. "So… Y-You're my fourth boyfriend?" Logan asks shyly. Jett blushes, but then nods. "I was a bit surprised too… I thought James was my only competition, but seems like I've 3 competitors," Jett smirks at James, who glares at him, Kendall and Carlos seemingly amused by the love rivals.
"I uh… I've something for you," Logan smiles, unzipping his bag.
He gently pushes the box towards Jett, which actually looked like a mysterious white box since Logan accidentally placed it upside down, hiding the phone's logo.
"What's this?" Jett places his lunch tray aside once he had finished, turning the box upside down… His eyes blew wide.
"You bought one for him too?" James lifts a brow, smiling afterwards at how generous this fucker is. 'Well… He's kind of a fucking millionaire…' He thinks, then remembering how rich people usually treats mediocre/poor people like crap… He's thankful Lars and Logan are so kind.
"Open it Jett," Carlos grins widely, scooting closer to Logan. Jett, with slightly shaky hands, lifts the lid… At that moment, he felt like he was dreaming. "T-This isn't real," He gasps, feeling tears well up in his eyes.
Jett, coming from a not-so-rich family, actually quite below average, has been saving up money to buy a new Samsung J3. It's far behind model wise but… he's got a feeling his current fone's going bust soon.
But this.
This felt like a dream.
"It's not, Jett," James smiles, taking out his phone. They all took out their phone, forming an incomplete pentagon-flower, which Jett completes soon, gently sliding his own into the empty slot. "Thank you so much, Logan," Jett, for the first time in forever, cried in public space while hugging Logan.
Everyone else stared in pure disbelief, envy and anger. Not only did the new kid join the 'famous guys' table, but he's suddenly bffs with the strictest prefect in the entire school?! Little did they know, 'new kid' isn't really a new kid.