Alright guys, I'm enjoying their friendship a lot, so hate to disappoint, but there will be no slash. Sorry.

Logan sat at lunch awaiting the end of the day. This would be the first time he had plans since the sixth grade. He was so sick of being lonely, he was so sick of reading. He put down his book and looked across the cafeteria. He spotted Carlos sitting with his friends. He wondered what that was like, being so popular. He had never thought about it before, he was too obsessed with education to even fathom the concept of having so many friends.

He poked around at his lunch with his fork. The day couldn't go by any slower.

Briiiiing. The final bell. Logan felt nervous and anxious. What if Carlos doesn't remember? He would feel like such a loser, getting blown off like that…

Logan made his way to his locker. He kept looking around for Carlos, but never saw him, which was weird because people usually cleared out of his way as he walked, so he was really easy to spot. He was worried, what if he left already?

He nervously put his text books in his locker. I'm being way too paranoid. Logan, use logic. If he doesn't remember, so what? More sleep for you. His words of encouragement didn't seem to calm him down, his palms were still sweating.

He began to walk to the parking lot with a sick stomach. He would feel like such an idiot if Carlos ditched him, he had been anticipating this for a couple days now. He stopped paying attention to the people around him and focused in on his thoughts.

Friends. Carlos told me that everyone had friends. Why don't I have friends? I have always tried to be friendly and then I'd get lost in my work and my books and… that. I'm so stupid. I screwed myself over, didn't I?

"Hey."

Logan looked up and saw Carlos standing in front of Logan's car. His stomach dropped with relief and he smiled. Thank God.

"Hi…"

Carlos laughed. "You look like you just saw a ghost. I'm not that ugly, am I..?"

Logan chuckled. "You just startled me, I wasn't paying much attention."

"Ah. I see." Carlos said as he nodded at him. "Anywho, we should probably get going."

"Yeah."

Logan and Carlos got into their cars and began to drive off. Carlos hated driving slow, he understood that Logan needed to find his way to Carlos' house and all, but Carlos loved driving fast, it was such a rush. He was always afraid of being caught though, his dad was a police officer and he would probably get into so much trouble if he were to get a speeding ticket. The ride seemed like it took forever at that speed, but eventually they arrived at Carlos' house.

Carlos suddenly realized how crappy his house must have looked in comparison to Logan's, he felt embarrassed. "My house isn't very nice, I hope you don't mind."

Logan frowned. Is the confident Carlos Garcia actually embarrassed because of me..? "It's perfect Carlos."

Carlos looked at Logan skeptically. No one had ever said anything good about his small, rundown home before. When he first started hanging out with Kendall and James, they both teased him about his shabby house; Carlos laughed along, but he really hated when they did that. Carlos led Logan into his house. It was messier than he remembered, but decided to ignore the embarrassment growing inside him.

"I like your house, it's cozy, rather than all of the huge houses in this town." Logan complemented.

Carlos smiled. "Thanks."

They went to his room and began working on his project. It was quite boring and Carlos hated science no matter what environment he was stuck studying it in. Logan, on the other hand, was really enjoying himself, despite the fact that the project was so simple and predictable. He just enjoyed the company.

After about an hour, they were done working on their science project. Carlos thought as he put the plants back into place. Should I invite him to go do something with me, or…? He thought of Kendall and James and their dates and grimaced.

"Hey Logan, wanna go out to dinner or something…?"

Logan was taken aback. No one had actually asked him to go somewhere before. "Sure!"

Carlos smiled at him. Logan was so odd, but that was okay, because odd people need friends too. Yeah, maybe Carlos was only hanging out with Logan because he had nothing else to do and he felt bad for him, but he was actually kind of enjoying his time with Logan.

The restaurant Carlos drove them to was nice, it was a diner. Logan had never seen it before, mainly because he rarely left the house and when he did it was usually at night. They sat down in the crowded diner and Logan looked around curiously.

"My dad used to take me here all the time when I was little." Carlos told him. "He said it was the place that he and my mom fell in love and where he proposed to her. I always found the story corny, but the food is fantastic and that's all that really matters. Do your parents have any interesting stories like that…?"

Logan's stomach twisted in a knot. My mother was supposed to die that night… "No, my dad never really told me those kinds of stories. He was more of an adventure kind of guy…"

"Oh! He must be pretty cool then, huh?"

Logan's smile quickly turned into a frown. "Actually, my dad is dead…"

Carlos suddenly felt really uncomfortable and sorry for him. "Oh… I'm really sorry, if I would have known I wouldn't of…"

Logan interrupted him quickly. "No! It's fine. No one really knows, so I couldn't of expected you to know of course."

They were silent for a while after that. They ordered and ate their food and the tension between them reminded Carlos of their first couple of labs together. He decided to try to start a new conversation.

"What do you want to do after we eat?"

He actually wants to hang out with me after we eat too?

"Carlos, I think this is a bad idea."

Carlos shook his head. "Trust me Logan, you'll have so much fun."

They were hiding behind a dumpster at the grocery store waiting for the people around the shopping carts to divert their attention to something else. Finally, no one seemed to be around or paying attention.

"Now!" shouted Carlos.

He quickly put on his hockey helmet and pulled Logan's arm as he ran for a cart. He grabbed it and ran and Logan ran behind him in a panic. If we're caught, we'll be in so much trouble… Logan thought anxiously. They finally stopped running when they reached the alley in between the grocery store and the Laundromat next door. Carlos pushed the shopping cart to the back of the alley and Logan followed, out of breath and still filled with fear.

"Alright, so what exactly are we doing?" he asked.

"Well first, I'm going to drag the trash cans to the end of the alley. Then, I'm going to hop in the shopping cart, you'll push me a few steps and then push as hard as you can and let go and then I enjoy the ride. We'll take turns."

The color drained from Logan face. This sounds extremely dangerous. "Okay."

Carlos dragged the trash cans to the front of the alley and then hopped into the shopping cart. "Ready?"

Logan gripped the shopping cart's handle and choked back his nerves. For a guy who has the scariest job in the world, I'm a huge wimp. "Yup."

Logan ran a few steps and then pushed the cart as hard as he could. Carlos went flying across the alley with a huge smile on his face. He was stopped at the end by the trash cans. He jumped out of the cart and pushed it to the back of the alley.

"You're pretty strong for a nerd. You ready for your turn?"

No. "Yes!" Logan jumped into the cart and got ready for the terror which was about to grip him.

Carlos ran a few steps and then pushed as hard as he could, but Carlos was incredibly strong and Logan went flying across the alleyway. He screamed as he wheeled toward the trash cans. The impact was painful, he flew out of the cart and into the trash cans and hit his head. The pain surged through him for a few moments, but quickly went away and was replaced by the thought of how big of a rush the ride was.

"Logan! Logan! Are you okay?" Carlos yelled as he ran towards Logan, who was lying on the trash motionlessly.

Logan jumped to his feet and threw his hands up. "That was awesome!"

The boys laughed and high-fived. They rode the cart a few more times and each and it started to get dark.

"We should probably get going now." Carlos suggested.

"That was the best thing ever!" Logan yelled.

"Who's there?" a man yelled in the distance. Carlos knew that yell, it was the manager of the grocery store.

"Shit." whispered Carlos. "Run!"

The boys made a mad dash out of the alley and past the store manager. They ran as fast and as far as they could. They were both laughing, which made it hard for both of them to breathe, but neither boy cared. They were having fun, and that was all that mattered. They made it to Carlos' car when they finally stopped running.

Logan breathed heavily and struggled for air. "This… was… the best night… ever."

Carlos was also panting. "I know!"

They laughed and ignored how tired, out of breath, and cold they were.

"Project tomorrow?" Carlos asked.

Logan nodded and smiled. "Hell yes!"