Logan sat down at his usual table with his tray in one hand and his book in the other. He was in a good mood today, he had the night off. He began eating and soon he got lost in his book. Books took Logan away from the real world, they were his escape from his boring, yet very exciting, life.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Logan looked up from his book. Carlos was standing in front of him.

"Reading and eating?"

Carlos shook his head. "I'm not letting you eat alone. Get up."

"But Carlos I'm fi…"

"Get up!" Carlos demanded.

Logan quickly shut his book and picked up his tray. As nice as Carlos was, he was a lot bigger than Logan and Logan was still afraid him. He followed Carlos to his table. The popular table, Logan thought in awe.

Carlos pointed to the chair across from him and next to James. "Sit."

Logan did as he was told. Everyone at the table gave him a strange look. "Who's your friend?" James asked.

"This is Logan Mitchell. He's in our science class, remember?"

James nodded. "Oh yeah. You're new here right?"

Logan wanted to scream with frustration. "No."

"But I've never seen you…"

"He's not new! Okay James?" Carlos quickly interrupted.

"Okay man, chill out."

Kendall smiled at Logan. "Hey man, I'm Kendall," he gestured to his girlfriend. "And this is Jo."

"Hi." she greeted sweetly.

"Hello." Logan said shyly.

They all went back to eating his food when Carlos noticed that Camille wasn't sitting at their table. "Where's Camille?"

James leaned back in his chair and smiled. "I broke up with her. She was getting a little… crazy. She wants to be an actress or something, she kept breaking into character at random points of the day. I'm far too handsome to limit myself to a nut, so now I'm a single man again, Carlitos. I can have all the ladies I want."

Kendall chuckled. "If there's any ladies left. I mean, you've dated most of the girls in school."

"Kendall, guys like me have no limits. The combination of my good looks, charm, and shear allure attract ladies near and far. No one can resist me. Watch."

James looked around the cafeteria and locked eyes with a passing sophomore. He smiled at her. "Excuse me miss, I know we've never met before, but I need to ask you two things."

The girl smiled and blushed. "What?"

"One, do you have a map? Because I'm getting lost in your eyes." James winked at her and she giggled. "Two, will you go out with me Saturday night?"

"Well, my birthday party is that night, but I can probably get out of that." she said excitedly.

"Awesome, pick you up at seven."

The girl scampered away, giggling. Kendall raised his brow and gave Jo a skeptical look. Logan was amazed, How can he get girls like that?

"And that boys, is how you work the magic." James kicked his feet up on the table.

"Welcome to the table, Logan." Kendall joked, gesturing at James' performance.

"I think we're done for today." Logan said as he put the plants back into the window.

"Cool. So Logan, now that you're one of us, what do you like to do in your spare time?"

I'm one of them? Does that mean I have friends? Logan didn't know what to say. "Well, I like reading. I like science, not stupid crap like this though." he gestured to the plants. "I like… eating? Sleeping…"

Carlos smirked. "Do you play hockey?"

"No… I'm not very athletic if you couldn't tell."

Carlos' smile grew wider. "Would you like to learn…?"

Logan wasn't exactly sure, he had never even tried to play a sport before and he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Carlos. Everything is changing, take a chance.

Logan smiled back. "Sure. Why the hell not?"

"Carlos, I look stupid."

Logan stepped into the rink wearing Carlos' old hockey gear from middle school. It was a bit small on Logan, but it fit him well enough.

"You look fine, just suck it up. If you make the team in a few weeks, you'll get your own gear."

Make the team? What! Logan started skating around nervously, trying to get the hang of it. He used to ice skate all the time with his mom, but then once his dad passed away they stopped going.

Carlos skated along side him. "Alright, we'll start simple."

He began teaching Logan some basic hockey techniques. Carlos was surprised, Logan was a natural. It could have been because he was a good listener, or a good learner, but Carlos would show him something and Logan knew exactly what he was doing; Carlos was extremely impressed.

After about an hour of teaching Logan, Carlos was ready to leave. He patted Logan on the back. "You're like a prodigy or something."

"Thanks."

Carlos turned around to grab his pucks. Suddenly, Logan heard a sudden burst of flames. He looked to his right and resting on the ice was a black envelope. Logan screamed and quickly stuffed the envelope in his shirt. Carlos turned around. "You okay, man?"

"Yeah, I just almost fell is all. We should go, I have to go. I'll catch you later." Logan said nervously.

He skated off the ice and then began hopping in his skates toward the door. Carlos watched him curiously and skated off the ice. Logan kept hopping toward the door, but then lost his balance and fell on his face.

Carlos cringed. Logan raised one of his hands, still lying face first on the ground. "I'm totally okay."

I need to get a new job, Logan thought sarcastically.