Originally the boys were gonna be seniors. I decided to make them juniors instead. For the possibility of making this a longer story. Maybe not.
"So what made you decide to go to prom? When I said I was going you said it was ridiculous for juniors to go." Delicately picking through his salad, James found an appropriate spot to stab his fork into. "Kinds hypocritical, don'tcha think Logie?"
"Whoa, James busting out the big words." At Kendall's interjection, Logan swore he felt his chest swell. He always enjoyed when Kendall stood up for him, even if it was just James kidding around.
"Ha ha, Kendall. But seriously, what did?" Logan could tell James was genuinely curious and he wasn't surprised. Hell, he never had planned on going to his prom senior year let alone junior year. Until he heard her.
Scowling through his blush in anger at the memory of the girl's overheard confession, Logan spoke. "Jo. I overheard her saying she was gonna ask Kendall and I just…" Logan gripped his empty smoothie cup, hands gathering the moisture of the condensation. Releasing the cup, he wiped the water onto his pants before continuing. "…couldn't let her."
"Awww, Logie was jealous." James' comment, combined with his knowing smirk urged Logan to lean across the table and smack him in his pretty head. Restraining his primal urges, Logan only rolled his eyes. The arm that lay on the back of his seat moved, Kendall's arm, and wrapped around his back.
"I think it's sweet." Of course Carlos would think that.
"Of course you do." James flicked his empty fork at the Latino before stabbing another mixture of lettuce leaves.
"I think it's sweet." Kendall's lips pressed just barely to Logan's ear, his whispered statement spoken only for Logan to hear.
I took two AP tests this week. I'm so tired of writing crap other than Kogan. I kept thinking of this story when I was supposed to be writing essays. Bad Rachel.