Disclaimer: I do not own BTR or Wicked
The next morning in homeroom, Logan took out his sketch pad from art class and began scribbling ideas and doodles into it. He writes the words, '...If I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free...' then quotes Elphaba before taking a green colored pencil from his pencil bag; coloring the page and outlining the words in black pen. Logan sighs inwardly.
"What's up, Logan," James exclaimed, sliding into his desk on the right of the brunette. Logan quickly closed his sketch book and glanced over to his friend.
"This isn't your homeroom," the brunette pointed out, sounding a little sharper than he intended to.
James frowned. "Logan, I know we haven't talked much you know because I've been hanging out with Annie, the Jenifers-"
"Nevermind," Logan said. "It doesn't matter, really."
"But I just wanted to know that I fully support you and Kendall."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "You didn't before?"
James shook his head. "No, I did. I just wasn't sure if you knew that I did."
Logan didn't give the taller boy one glance as he organized all of his books for the day. He asked, "Is that all? Cuz you're in Kendall's seat."
"Logan, I'm sorry; I'll try to make time for you, Camille, Kendall and Carlos..."
The shorter boy cut him off, "Okay. I know." Logan looked up.
James opened his mouth to speak but thought better of it and got up and left, shouldering past Kendall as he did. "What did James want?" Kendall asked, a bit of an edge to his words.
"He just came to say he was going to try to spend more time with you, me, Camille, and Carlos," Logan mumbled with a shrug.
Kendall sat down and said, "You think he meant it?"
"Probably."
Kendall's gaze moved to Logan's sketch pad that jutted out from the books ever so slightly. "Were you coming up with ideas for this Saturday?"
"Yeah," Logan said. "Well, kind of."
Kendall got up and before Logan could react fast enough, his blonde boyfriend quickly took the sketch pad. He flipped through it, looking at the shorter boy with a warm smile on his face. "Wicked?" Logan forced a smile on his face and nodded. The taller boy glanced over to Logan from his browsing. The brunette bit down on his bottom lip. Kendall asked, "This your favorite song? 'Defying gravity?'" He turned the sketch pad around into Logan's view.
"Oh, no. I just like that line; my favorite song is 'No good deed'," Logan said hastily.
Kendall shrugged and handed Logan back the sketch pad. "Loges you know we probably aren't' gonna paint the mural completely green."
Logan exclaimed indignantly, "I wasn't thinking of that."
"Whatever you say, Logaphaba," Kendall teased, sliding back into his desk.
The brunette glanced at Kendall. "Logaphaba? Really, Kendall?" Logan chuckled.
"Mmm, hmm."
Logan asked suddenly, "Would you hated me too if I was Logaphaba? If I was green?"
Kendall gave Logan an odd look. "Why?"
"Well; we're on the topic of Wicked and everyone hated Elphaba when she did nothing."
"Not everyone hated Elphaba. There were people who cared about her...you know; Galinda, Dr. Dillamon, Nessa…" Kendall's green gaze locked with Logan's brown one. "...Fiyero."
Logan's fake smile turned to a real one and both boys began leaning forward when someone stepped between them. They looked up to see a beaming Carlos.
"Hi, hi," Carlos chirped. "Camille gave me coffee cuz I was a little tired this morning so she gave me a HUGE cup of coffee and now I'm all hyper and man I feel good have you guys ever had coffee? Oh, there's the bell better sit down now before our teacher gets here!" He gasped out in one breath before reaching his desk in one bound. Kendall shrugged and quickly kissed Logan's nose before facing forward.
After school, Kendall searched around for Logan so they could walk with each other but couldn't find his brunette boyfriend. He ran outside and when he spotter James, he rushed to catch up with him; grabbing his arm to stop him. "Hey, James; did you see Logan?" Kendall asked. "I can't find him, did he already head back?"
"Oh, I thought I saw him sneaking into the auditorium," James said.
Kendall nodded slowly and couldn't help but glare at James with narrowed eyes. "Thanks..."
"Kendall! Not you too, I promise I'll try to make time for you guys!"
"Okay, I believe you its just...just force of habit I guess," Kendall admitted, half lying. "I'll go see if I can find him." The blonde veered around and raced back inside, slowing when he re-entered the building. Kendall walked down the halls until reaching the auditorium double doors, opening them slowly and stepping inside. He let his backpack slip off his shoulder as he headed down to the stage where Logan sat, his legs dangling over the edge. "You can still do it if you want too," Kendall said quietly.
"I know," Logan mumbled. "I've just got a lot on my mind lately."
"You say that but you never tell me what it is that's on your mind," Kendall pointed out, pulling himself up onto the stage next to Logan. "So tell me." Kendall wrapped an arm around Logan's shoulder, drawing him closer.
"Can't," Logan said hastily. "How bout you tell me your plans for me?"
Kendall raised and eyebrow. "I don't think so."
"Then I'm still not telling you anything," Logan said, shrugging. The brunette sighed and leaned back into Kendall's chest. "I think I'll audition again...depending on what it is this time I guess...If I do you could be on the hockey team; we'd both be occupied." Kendall didn't make any comment. Logan sighed, "Seriously, Kendall."
"What?"
"I want you to try out for the hockey team."
"Logie, we already talked about this-"
"I mean it," Logan interrupted. I'll end up leaving anyway... Logan thought helplessly. My parents gave me a choice sure; but if I know my dad…
"Logan?"
Logan shook his head. "Huh?"
"Nevermind; I uh, shouldn't we be heading home?"
Logan mumbled his agreement and they both slipped off the stage. Kendall wrapped his arm around the brunette's waist as they retrived their backpacks.
"Logie..."
Logan looked up at Kendall. "Yeah, Kendall?"
"Tell me more about Dani."
Logan shifted in Kendall's arms. "Why?"
"Well, all I know is that she's your older sister who ran away to live in Seattle when she was eighteen or something," the blonde said. "Tell me about her personality, intrests, that kind of stuff."
"Dani...She was always independent, but very smart and she's everything you could want in an older sibling..." Logan explained as Kendall subconsiously ran a hand through his boyfriend's hair. "She was the only one of us who had a collage fund; my mom was keeping it secretly from my dad...Mom was going to do anything and everything she could to get Dani into collage which was hard considering Dani was homeschooled...She never did tell us if she applied somewhere in Seattle...Dani got a good job anyways. One good job, and one sucky one."
Kendall pulled Logan closer. "What would those jobs be?"
"Real esstate agent and, ur...I think she said waitress at a smoothie shop."
"I thought people had to go to collage to be real esstate agents."
"Maybe," Logan mumbled, shrugging.
Kendall kissed Logan's forehead and said, "Its good she has the job a least, right?"
"I guess...I miss her though," the shorter boy admited. The blonde murmured something that Logan couldn't quite make out. Kendall kissed along Logan's jawline. "I lost both of my sisters," Logan sighed distantly.
"Dani's not dead, she just lives somewhere else," Kendall pointed out. The shorter boy was about to comment when the door opened to reveal Mrs. Mitchell.
"Hey honey, you staying up here tonight?" She exclaimed.
Logan exchanged a quick glance with the taller boy. "You'd be okay with me, uh; you know, sleeping with Kendall?"
"It's Kendall, if it was some random girl I'd be furious," Mrs. Mitchell said.
"Okay. I'll...stay here then," Logan decided.
"Alright sweetie, good night," she sing-songed, closing the door behind her.
"Well then...she was suprisingly cool with that," Logan laughed.
"I didn't think you'd stay," Kendall muttered. "I'm glad you did though, Lo." He leaned down and pressed his lips to Logan's, the brunette rubbed his hands up and down Kendall's back. When the need for air was vital, they pulled away, resting their foreheads together. "I love you," Kendall whispered. Logan swallowed, and found he couldn't look his partner in the eyes.
Logan fought back tears and only nodded. He rolled onto his other side, out of Kendall's grip. Kendall starred at his back for a moment before, turning over too. Logan wished he could've said 'I love you' back, but something was keeping the words from leaving his mouth. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to fall asleep. Logan's back was pressed agaisnt Kendall's.
"I'm so sorry, Kendall..." Logan sighed softly, his voice filled with the tears he hadn't cried. He look over to Kendall to see the curve of the blonde's shoulders silhoutted by the moon. Logan made a strange whimpering sound and curled into fetal position. He was startled when he felt Kendall's arms wrap around him again. It comforted Logan but at the same time, made him ache even more.
Saturday
"I am so glad you guys are helping us!" A middle aged women exclaimed when Camille, Carlos, Kendall, and Logan arrived. "I'm Miss Darcy; a teacher here," she said. "The children are all so excited for our dull old wall to be turned into a beautiful mural!"
"Well, we're glad to help," Logan told her. "Just lead the way."
Miss Darcy showed the four friends around to the side of the school where many young children stood together; all holding paint brushes, varieties of colored paint cans scattered on the ground. "Children, this is Camille, Carlos...?"
"Kendall and Logan," Kendall finished for her.
Miss Darcy smiled and nodded. "I'll check up on you all later; thanks again."
A little girl with short brown hair approached them with wide-eyes. "Are you gonna help us paint?"
"Yep," Carlos exclaimed. "Let's get started!" He picked up a paint brush and plunged it into the red paint before charging towards the wall.
Camille rolled her eyes and grabbed another paint brush, joining Carlos. An hour past and the mural was so far splattered painted on one side and very delicatly decorated on another. Camille and Carlos had taken over one side and already had it faced the rath of Hurricane Carlos. Kendall and Logan's side however was neat and carefully detailed. Kendall used a smaller paint brush to add yellow petals onto a dahlia, Logan helping a few of the kindergarteners paint a litter of kittens.
"Hey, Logie; come over her a sec," Kendall said.
"I'll be right back kids," Logan cooed before walking over to Kendall. "Yeah?"
Kendall stepped back. "Whattya think?"
Logan smiled."They're beautiful; who knew you had such artistic talent."
"Honestly, I didn't." Kendall grinned and in one swift movement, painted Logan's forehead.
"Kendall! What did I tell you not to do?" Logan complained.
"I said no promises." The blonde painted Logan's cheek.
Camille and Carlos exchanged a glance and looked over. "What're you guys up to?" Camille questioned suspicously.
"Uh..." Logan cut Kendall off by painting his nose orange. Kendall raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, you paint me; I paint you back, aren't those the rules?" Logan challenged. "Bring it."
Kendall dipped his paint brush into the can and pulled it out. That's when Logan made a run for it, grabbing a paint can as he did. They both stopped a few meters away from the building. "You are not going to do what I think you are," Kendall said.
"Oh, am I?" Logan snorted, threatening to splash his partner in color. And he did...kind of. Kendall jumped out of the way just in time. "Oh crud," Logan muttered. Kendall chuckled.
"Oh yes. Annnnnnd, I still have my paint brush."
Logan ran again, but this time; Kendall caught up to him, tackling the shorter boy to the ground. Kendall turned Logan around so that he could look down at him. The blonde paused when their eyes locked. He leaned and the brunette met him half way. They kissed until they heard someone cough.
Kendall scrambled off of Logan and they both sat looking up at Camille, Carlos, and the kindergarteners who had been watching the whole scene play out. "Sorry," Kendall mumbled. He helped Logan up and they headed back to the mural. "Can we have a paint fight?" One of the kindergarteners asked.
"No!" Camille said.
Yes!" Carlos pipped up.
Logan smiled and shook his head, pressing close against Kendall as they worked. He knew his boyfriend meant what he said, and hated how he didn't say it back. Logan decided that if was going to try to get Kendall to breakup with him; then before that started, he could at least make their last happy moments last.
Bad chapter; sorry...