For the two weeks he'd lived there, Logan had spent every day afters school at the library. During school, James was all he could think of. He purposely thought of reasons for them to interact. Questions, book comparisons, and in the past week he'd lost his library card a total of five times. He figured that if he wanted to be viewed as anything but 'the boy who visits the library far too often', he'd have to talk to him soon without the topic being book related.

"Mitchell!" Logan flinched when Kendall came up and yelled in his ear. "What's on your mind, bro?" He sat down next to Logan and pulled out his lunch.

"Nothing."

"You mean 'no one'?" He took a bite of his sandwich before laughing obnoxiously. "I know that look. Who's the lucky girl?"

"You wouldn't know 'em."

"Small town, dude. I know everyone. Try me."

"His name is James." Logan took a sip of his soda before looking up at Kendall's face. He'd expected shock or disgust, but instead Kendall looked puzzled and confused. "Kend-"

"Shhh! I'm thinking." They sat for a while in silence before Carlos came over and sat next to Logan.

"Oh god. He's thinking again. Why is he thinking?"

"He's trying to figure out if he knows who I lik-" Kendall slammed his hand on the table.

"I've got it. James Simmons. Buddy Simmons' little brother."

"Kendall, he's like ten. I highly doubt that Logan's a pedophile." He turned to Logan and raised an eyebrow. "You're not a pedophile, are you?"

"No!"

"Well there aren't any other James' in the school district. Excuse me for trying."

"Logan, on Fridays we usually have horror movie night after school. Since our duo is officially a trio, you wanna come?" Carlos bounced anxiously after asking the question, waiting for his response.

"Well, I usually go right to the library after school." It wasn't the library that was the problem, Logan just didn't want to throw away precious time with James.

"You're gonna blow us off to spend time at a dusty old library?" Kendall was right. This was the first time he'd had friends since Kindergarten. Why waste time pining over a guy who will probably never like you?

"Fine. I'll go."

"I'm home." Logan shut the door and made his way into the kitchen. He pulled a sticky note off of the fridge door.

Logie-

We went to see your nana a few towns over.

She hasn't been feeling well and we wanted to make sure she was okay.

We'll be back on Tuesday. Please make sure to get to school on time.

And TURN YOUR CELL ON!

Love you.

-Mom and Dad.

"Home alone. If I were cool, I'd throw a party. But no. I only have two friends." He crumpled the note and threw it in the trash. He walked into the living room and sat on the couch, picking up the remote and clicking through every one of the 800 channels they had. Once he'd given up on t.v, he hopped on his scooter and made his way to the library.

"Hey, you." James called from behind the front desk. Logan took a deep breath before walking over.

"Hi." Hi. Didn't sound to eager. Didn't sound to standoffish.

"Missed you on Friday." He walked around the desk to put some books on a cart.

"You missed me?"

"Well, yeah. Without you here, I really don't have much of a job. You really demand my attention."

"I'm sorry." Logan felt his face flush. He knew he was blushing. James laughed.

"It's alright. It's boring here without something to do."

"Well, I'm glad you find me entertaining." Logan put his books on the counter and pushed them toward the tall brunette.

"Right on time." He smirked and scanned the books in before placing them on the cart. "So what are you looking for now?"

"I don't really know. I was hoping you'd recommend something for me." He looked up from the counter in time to see James' eyes flare open in excitement.

"Do you like comic books, Logan?" Logan shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Follow me." Logan followed behind him as he led him past the children's books. James used his card to open the door and held if for Logan.

"Why do they have their own room?"

"I suggested it." He smiled proudly. "Every time someone would take one out, it would come back damaged or wouldn't come back at all. Comic books are really fragile. So we keep 'em in here. It stays at a constant temperature, so they don't fade, they're only allowed to be taken out for a maximum of five days and only library card carriers can get in here to read them."

"So I take it you really like comic books?" He laughed.

"Yes. I really like comic books." He walked over to the rack labeled 'S' and came back with one. "Here. You should start off easy. You've seen the movie, right?" Logan examined the cover before nodding. Scott Pilgrim was a great movie.

"What do you mean 'easy'?"

"Well, mostly the page layout. It's not too complicated." He flipped the cover over and showed Logan the first page. "I think you'll like it." If James had suggested The Little Engine That Could, Logan would've liked it.

"Yeah. Me too."

"You're into comic books?" Kendall teased, pulling the book from Logan's grasp.

"Please give it back! It's not mine. I have to take good care of it." Kendall put it on the table and slid it over to him. Logan quickly picked it up and looked over it for rips or tears.

"Sorry, man. Didn't know you were guarding it with your life." He poked his shoulder. "So are you coming over to my place later?"

"For what?"

"I don't know. Homework and stuff." He sat down in the chair next to him. "Carlos said he's got things to do. So it's just us."

"Okay. I'll come by after I bring this back to the library."

You're going to think this is a terrible ending, because it is, but the next chapter's coming soon. By soon I mean within hours. Hopefully that will make up for it. Review as you please :)-