In a Different Light

For KorreySmithson06

I jumped off the ledge and caused several people to scream. I laughed as I ran down the street. I didn't know why they screamed, the ledge being six feet high. Oh well, it was a good laugh. After sprinting back to the Palm Woods I walked straight to the pool. Sitting in their usual seats were my four best friends. As I got closer, Carlos looked up and waved enthusiastically, which caught the attention of Kendall, James, and Logan. My smile widened when Logan said hello and I was just about to tackle him when I heard my name being shouted, "Korrey!" I cringed as I turned around. There was the large, crabby, unfair hotel manager, Mr. Bitters.

"Mr. Bitters! Don't you look lovely today," I faked cheeriness, but even I heard the questioning in my voice.

"Thank you," he replied in complete honesty. Was he for real? "But, why do I have people coming into my hotel complaining about a girl with black hair, a purple streak, and ice blue eyes jumping off a ledge?" I pursed my lips, crossed my left arm across my chest, and held my chin in my right hand. I pretended to ponder the question, "Korrey!"

"Right! Well I – um, oh look! It's a flaming pony," I shouted while pointing to the opposite side of the pool. When Bitters looked, I made a beeline for the lobby and ran up the stairs to apartment 2J. I walked in and greeted Mrs. Knight, who was walking out of the bathroom with a terry cloth robe around her body.

"Oh, Korrey, dear please shower. Get dressed for a fancy dinner. Gustavo is taking us out to celebrate the boys' album going gold." I nodded and sent a text to Logan to let them know what was up. I sent the text to Logan because I knew the other guys didn't have their cell phones on them. Throwing my cell on my bed, I grabbed my towels and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

I stood staring at my closet in my towels for ten minutes before huffing and throwing on a random pair of shorts and tank top. I slid my feet into a pair of vans, grabbed my cell phone, and snatched my wallet off my dresser. I walked into the living room to find Kendall, Carlos, and Logan playing videogames. James was most likely in the shower because he took the longest to get ready. "Is Momma K still in her room?"

"Yeah," Kendall said distracted. I rolled my eyes and walked down the hallway to Mrs. Knight's bedroom. I was envious of the guys. They were able to play videogames up until the last minute, but I wasn't. Mrs. Knight would kill me if I went to dinner in skinny jeans and a nice top. Upon reaching the door, I knocked loudly. She called out for me to enter.

"Momma K, I'm going to the store real quick. Is it alright for me to borrow the car?" She nodded and I left quickly. The faster the dinner was over the happier I would be. After what seemed like hours, I finally found an appropriate outfit to wear to this stupid dinner. Remind me to kill Gustavo. When I reached the apartment everyone was ready to go except for Logan and obviously myself.

"Korrey, could you hurry?" I gave Mrs. Knight a smile and disappeared into my room. I shed my current outfit and slid on a black, lacy bra and matching thong. I took the dress out of the bag as well as the heels and removed the tags. For a minute I just stared at the dress in disgust. It wasn't that the dress was ugly; in fact I thought it was beautiful. I just wasn't the type to get dolled up. I preferred jeans and t-shirts. I was a tomboy.

I pulled the dress over my head and strapped on the heels. I clipped the top half of my hair back into a bump and went over the rest with a straightener. Lining my eyes with black and brushing a dark purple eye shadow over my eyelids, I looked into the mirror. I didn't look like me. The purple eye shadow complimented my light eyes and the liner made them pop. The dress was a simple dark purple, off the shoulder dress that came above my knee. The heels were black and between them and the dress, my legs looked long and lean. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed the black handbag off the bed that Mrs. Knight undoubtedly placed there for me. Giving myself a once over, I huffed as I walked out of the room to join everyone else, my heels clicking on the hard floor.

My head lifted as the sound of heels clicking on the wood flooring came closer. I gulped as my eyes drank in every ounce of pale skin I came across. I followed up her legs and looked at the dress. It was a dark purple and it seemed like something she would wear, only Korrey never wore anything like that. She was a tomboy through and through. I could only imagine how uncomfortable she was right now. Her hair was pulled back into a bump and the rest was straightened, which elongated her face. Her ice blue eyes were highlighted with black and purple. My left leg twitched and I felt myself becoming hard. Dear God, I was getting hard over my best friend. I never thought of her as a girl before because she was always roughhousing with us. I was yanked from my perverted thoughts when Mrs. Knight gushed over Korrey, "Dearie, you look stunning! I would have never thought."

"Thank you, Momma K." I could tell Korrey was uncomfortable. Hell, right now, I was uncomfortable. My slacks, something that wasn't out of the ordinary for me, was beginning to get tight and making me antsy. Damn it. I turned from Korrey and started walking out the door. I didn't want to appear rude, but I knew that if I looked at her any longer, I would have a complete hard on and that wasn't something I wanted to explain to Mrs. Knight, let alone Katie. I sighed when the elevators came into view. I knew from the moment I saw her that tonight was going to be strenuous and not the way I want it to be.

Mrs. Knight was finally done fussing over how I looked so mature and lady-like. Screw being lady-like. I wanted to be wearing my vans right now with a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Katie just smiled at me. She was wearing a yellow sundress and her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. Mrs. Knight, being the classy woman she was, wore a simple backless red dress and matching heels. Kendall was wearing black slacks and a blue button up shirt. Carlos looked adorable with khaki slacks and a black button up, whereas James looked as hot as ever. He styled his hair perfectly and wore white slacks with a white button up. The full white look made James' tan skin glow in contrast. I smiled at him, whom returned the smile eagerly, his eyes looking over my body. I knew it was to be expected. I never dressed up like this before and I knew that the guys' would be ogling over me. My smile fell when I watched Logan walk away from us. Slacks weren't out of the ordinary for him, but the black made him look taller and the black button up made his pale skin pop. My eyes lingered on his form until he turned the corner and headed towards the elevators. Lovely.

Mrs. Knight ushered the rest of us out of the apartment. To say that the elevator ride was tense and awkward would be an understatement. I stood next to Logan and I noticed that his breathing became heavy as I stepped closer. My own heartbeat rose at the prospect that he found me attractive. Whoa, slow down. I wanted Logan to be attracted to me? Since when did this happen? I never thought about any of the guys as more than just friends to me, so why now? I wasn't one to deny that my friends were four gorgeous guys who could play hockey, dance, sing, and be famous.

I blushed when Logan walked out of the elevator and brushed his hand against my thigh. I didn't think he did it on purpose, but as he glanced over his shoulder, I caught a smirk playing on his lips. He was teasing me. Logan Mitchell, nerd and shy guy of Big Time Rush, was making moves on me. I chuckled and walked out before James and Kendall. The limo ride to the restaurant was pretty much silent except for Mrs. Knight going on about how handsome her boys looked and how well I cleaned up. Half an hour later we pulled up to some fancy restaurant and were seated immediately towards the back. I gave Gustavo a glare when I saw him and all he did was raise his eyebrow in a challenging way. Oh it was on Gustavo Rocque just you wait.

Kelly smiled as we sat down. Unfortunately, Logan and I were sitting next to each other and due to limited space our thighs were constantly touching. I tried to ignore the bubbling feeling in the pit of my stomach, but my attention was brought back to it when I felt Logan's hand on my thigh. It was towards my knee, but that didn't change the fact that a guy I never thought of romantically had his hand on my thigh. Where had these feelings come from? Was I just harboring them somewhere deep inside the recesses of my mind and they didn't show up until tonight? I paid attention to the multiple conversations happening around us and occasionally inserted my opinion. One conversation though made me uneasy. "Everyone knows that I'm the best looking one in the group. Isn't that right, Korrey?" My gaze fell on James who was looking at me intently. He was expecting me to agree with him and tell everyone that he was the best looking, but I couldn't do that. Why? Because personally I thought Logan was the best looking guy in the group.

"Uh, well." I coughed slightly as Logan raised his hand on my thigh, resting it on my inner thigh really close to my private area. "You are good looking." James' smile fell from his lips.

"So you don't think that I'm the best looking?" By now the entire table had stopped doing what it was that they were doing and focused on James and I. Well now that was embarrassing.

"Sorry," I whispered. I didn't want to hurt James' feelings, but I wasn't a person to lie. I felt Logan's hand grip my thigh before he began rubbing it with his thumb. Chancing a look at him, I saw that he was hiding a huge smirk behind his hand. Logan was doing this to me on purpose. He wanted to play hardball; we'll play hardball. "Actually," I said with more confidence and caught Logan's attention, "I think that the best looking in the group is Logan." Logan's mouth fell open and his hand stilled on my leg. "His eyes are captivating. His smile makes the girls' knees weak. His hair is styled to perfection and adds an air of innocence to him. And of course, the entire slacks and button ups make him look presentable and sexy." It was absolutely quiet. I thought I shocked them all considering everyone was staring at me with wide eyes.

"What? How could you think that Logan is better looking than me?" I sighed as James did his famous jazz hands down his face.

"Sorry James, Logan just does it for me." Logan choked on his water and withdrew his hand. Mrs. Knight had placed her hands over Katie's ears who was smirking a mile wide. Kendall was looking between Logan and I trying to figure out what was going on while Carlos just sat there confused. Gustavo didn't look happy and Kelly was smiling. I must admit their reactions were a lot better than I thought they were.

"Excuse me," Logan jumped from his seat and walked out of the restaurant. The smirk that was playing across my lips disappeared as I watched him go. I turned to the table and excused myself before running out after him. I caught him walking down the street towards the Palm Woods. Was he crazy?

"Logan!" I tried running after him, but the stupid heels were preventing me from actually gaining any ground. I slipped them off and threw them in a garbage bin before taking off running. I finally reached his side and grabbed his wrist. "Logan," I said. My voice was low and regretful. I didn't mean to embarrass him or upset him. He looked into my eyes and I was taken aback. Instead of anger or hurt, Logan's eyes were blown wide with lust.

"Korrey, is it true?" I swallowed to try and wet my throat, but it didn't work. I couldn't speak so I simply nodded my head. I felt like crying. Logan surprised me by forcing his lips against mine. Immediately my hands wrapped around his shoulders and held him close to me. His hands were placed at my hips and he pulled me closer to him. A gasp left my lips as I figured out why he took off so fast. Logan was completely hard.

"Logan," I moaned his name. He rested his forehead against mine.

"Korrey, I never really knew until tonight, but I'm in love with you. I used to think of you as just one of the guys because you would roughhouse with us. When you walked out of the room in this dress I – these feelings overwhelmed me. That's why I walked out of the apartment without waiting for anyone. I didn't mean to hurt you." He brushed a stray tear from my cheek before pressing his lips to mine, this time more gently. "I saw you in a different light and realized that I've loved you all along."

"I love you too, Logan." I kissed him again. Instead of killing Gustavo liked I originally wanted to do, I'll have to thank him. By ordering us to this stupid fancy restaurant, Logan and I were finally able to admit to ourselves our feelings for the other. Logan's hand ran up my thigh and under the hem of my dress. I pulled back to catch my breath and let out an airy laugh. "Yeah, I want out of this dress, too."