Carlos paced around the room as Logan and Kendall stared at the computer screen.
"And… Done!" Logan said. Kendall and Logan looked up at Carlos who was biting his nails.
Carlos stopped walking. "Are you sure this is going to work?" He questioned.
"Yes, everything will go as planned! Believe me; I've put a lot of thought into this." Kendall walked to Carlos and put a hand on his shoulder.
"And when are we going?" Carlos stopped biting his nails to look at the computer.
"The flight is at 6pm today. Is that okay?" Logan replied.
"That's," Carlos took a deep breath. "That's perfect. I think I'm ready."
"So what exactly is the plan?" Kendall asked Logan. Logan was obviously leading this mission.
"We go back to Minnesota and find his dad." Logan and Kendall nodded at each other.
"And then we try to help him in some way possible." Logan continued.
"Yeah, but his condition is really, really bad. How are you sure that we can actually help him?" Carlos asked about James' dad a lot, and surprisingly, James answered all of his questions.
"Carlos, did you forget that I'm a doctor?" Logan broke into a half smile.
"And a genius!" Kendall added with a smirk.
"What about James and his mom?" Carlos knew this wasn't going to work anyway.
"James will never have to know about our help towards his dad." Kendall said. "We'll convince his mom to let him come back."
"That will be hard…" Carlos trailed off. He looked so nervous.
"Carlos! Calm down, everything is going to work out perfectly! Don't worry." Kendall rubbed his upper-back.
"I hope you're right."
"Are you both ready?" Carlos screamed from the door of the apartment.
"Yeah yeah, we're ready." Kendall came running out of the room, tripping over his suitcase.
"Do you really need that much stuff?" Carlos asked as he pointed at Kendall's huge suitcase.
"You never know how much time it will take." Kendall said as he stuffed some clothes that were sticking out, into his suitcase.
"LOGAN! We're going to be late! Hurry up!" Carlos yelled.
Logan came running out of the room. He stepped on some shirts that weren't packed yet and fell to the ground.
Kendall groaned and walked to Logan.
"You okay, buddy?" He asked as he held a hand out to help Logan up.
"I think I'm fine." He got up and threw the clothes into his suitcase.
"Guys, we really have to leave!" Carlos glared at them.
"Why are you so nervous?" Logan asked as he straightened his shirt.
"Because." Carlos didn't want to sound like a baby.
Kendall softly laughed. "Just come on." He walked out the door.
Logan followed, tumbling on his way out.
Carlos took one last glance into the apartment, took a deep breath, and closed the door as he walked out.
He read the "2J" sign on the door.
Would it be the last time I come here without the chance of seeing James ever again?
Even though Carlos could not hide his thoughts about James, he didn't let it get to him just yet. He had a mission to run, and it had to work. It was the last chance he had.
The roaring of the airplane woke Carlos up.
"Good morning passengers! We are now in Minnesota!" The speakers above Carlos and the other two boys, informed.
Carlos shook Kendall and Logan who were still sleeping. In a couple of shakes, they were awake.
"What time is it?" Logan asked as he stretched.
"5 am." Carlos checked his watch.
"Are we here?" Kendall's voice was tired and scratchy.
"Yeah, we just got here. Are you guys ready for today?" Carlos whispered, to make sure he didn't awake other sleeping passengers.
"Of course. What are we doing first?" Kendall looked at Logan, because he was the only one who knew.
"We'll find Mr. Diamond and see how bad things really are. Then we'll figure out a way to that could help him." Logan replied. He didn't even have to think about what he was saying; he already knew all of it.
"Sounds good." Carlos calmly said, even though there was a pinch of nervousness in his voice.
As they exited the airplane, they walked to Mr. Diamond's house. They all knew where he lived, because as kids, they would go to his mansion almost everyday.
Kendall was the one to ring the door bell.
They waited for a couple of seconds in pure awkwardness.
When a man finally opened the door, the boys flinched at the sight.
He was old. A lot older than they remembered. He had a dirty beard on his chin, his eyes were red and tired. He wore old, baggy, dirty clothes that looked like they came from the trash.
This was obviously worse than they thought.
No wonder James didn't want to help him, I would be ashamed of him too. Carlos thought.
"Um… Mr. Diamond?" Kendall asked as he secretly peeked inside the house.
"That's me. Who are you kids? Do I know you? I don't think I know you." His voice was rough and deep.
"You don't really know us that well, but we've met before. We know you're family…" Kendall tried to sound polite without mentioning James. James and his dad never got along that well.
"Are you the sons of Courtney?" His eyes widened… kind of. "Oh no! You can do a DNA test, but I swear, I am not your father!"
Kendall gave him a disgusting stare and then looked back at his two friends, who were all looking at Mr. Diamond in the same way.
"Um… No. We're not Courtney's kids-" Kendall got cut off by a beer bottle that was thrown to his feet by James' father.
"Well then who are you kids?" He asked, as he opened another beer can.
"We're friends of James Diamond. Your son." Logan said, instead of Kendall.
Mr. Diamond took a step back. "What do you boys want?"
"We just want to help you. To help James and Mrs. Diamond." Carlos whimpered.
"That won't be necessary." He said through his teeth.
"We just think it would be better for everyone if we could bring you to a councilor or something." Logan said; no giving up.
"I am who I am, and I've chosen to be this. I don't need help from 12 year olds." He slammed the door in their faces.
"Did he just call us 12 year olds?" Kendall was confused and mad at the same time.
"Well, that didn't work." Logan said, ignoring Kendall's question.
"I told you guys he wouldn't change." Carlos walked off the lawn.
"That doesn't mean that we can't get James back." Logan said as he followed Carlos; Kendall close behind.
"So now what?" Carlos sat down on the sidewalk and dug his face into his hands.
"We go to Mrs. Diamond." Kendall answered.
"What about Mr. Drunk?" Carlos asked.
"He's not going to nudge. We should just forget about him. No wonder James didn't want to help him. Neither would I. He's mean, arrogant, pushy, and gross. He deservers whatever he put on himself." Kendall really spoke his mind out, but he was right.
"To Mrs. Diamond we go!" Logan walked the opposite side.
The two others followed.