This is by far my favorite chapter, there's a lot of emotion from Carlos here. Thank you guys so much for reading and enjoying my story, it's awesome. :]

The next Friday, Logan sat with his friends at lunch. He loved hearing that, his friends. He noticed that Camille was sitting at their table again. I thought they broke up? He then noticed he had walked into the middle of a conversation, Carlos didn't look too happy.

"Look Carlos, just ask a girl out to go on our date with us if you don't want to be a fifth wheel!" James suggested.

Kendall noticed Logan standing there if front of the table, getting ready to sit down. "Or hang out with Logan."

Carlos still wasn't over his breakup with Jennifer. Their relationship started going downhill when she became really close friends with two other Jennifers; she had completely lost her personality and started acting just like the other two. I miss her, not the new Jennifer, but the old Jennifer. He wasn't really paying much attention to what Kendall and James had to say and didn't even notice Logan sit down next to him.

"Carlos!" James yelled to get his attention.

Carlos snapped back into reality. "What?"

"Logan! Hang out with Logan tonight!"

"If he's not busy." Kendall added, smirking at Logan.

Carlos glanced at Logan, he was shyly picking at his food. He's still not used to having friends yet, is he? "Logan, you wanna hang out?"

"Sure." Logan replied quietly.

Kendall got up to clear his tray. "Okay! Discussion over!" James followed suit with Camille and Jo.

Carlos looked over at Logan who looked rather upset. "You okay man?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired and I have a headache. I had three jobs last night! Luckily, this is my night off."

Carlos smirked at his friend. "Why don't you spend the night..? We have a lot of hockey shit to go over seeing as tryouts are in a week. We wanna make sure you make the team."

Logan smiled. "Okay."

Logan didn't know what to bring to Carlos' house. He didn't want to look like a weirdo. He had never slept over a friend's house before, he wasn't even entirely sure that guys normally did have sleepovers. He just threw a bunch of clothes in a bag and left the house. If he packed anything abnormal, Carlos would understand that he had no idea as to what he was doing. It didn't take long for Logan to drive Carlos' house, they lived on the same side of town.

Carlos watched Logan pull into his driveway from his window. Carlos went outside to greet him. He couldn't tell if Logan looked happy, nervous, or both as he stepped out of his car.

Carlos waved. "Hey!"

"Hi."

Logan wanted to ask Carlos something he had been wondering since lunch. When is the appropriate time to ask a nosey question? They stood there awkwardly in silence.

"I was wondering."

Carlos raised his brow. "Yeah?"

"Today at lunch, why was James yelling at you..?"

Carlos sighed. "You walked in at a weird time. Here's what happened. Kendall invited me to go on a triple date with them and told me to just ask a random girl so I could go, I said no. I'm still not exactly over Jennifer. James got all mad then, because he doesn't understand losing someone yet, he's always the one who breaks his relationships off. James tells me to just go without a date because he wants me to come and I tell him that I don't want to be a fifth wheel. Then you came."

"Oh." Logan had one more question. "And what was Camille doing there? I thought they had broken up?"

Carlos smiled then. "James… oh boy. James dumped Camille, right? Well, it's funny because he suddenly felt a bit empty. He told me that as crazy as she can be that it's cute on her and he really likes her. This is big for James seeing as all of his relationships last a week and he's never dated the same girl twice. Camille must be really special."

Logan nodded. "I see."

The boys sat down on the steps in front of Carlos' house. "Have you ever had a girlfriend, Logan?"

Logan laughed. "I didn't have friends until you came along, why would I have a girlfriend?"

"I was just wondering, just in case she went to another school or something."

"No..." Logan looked at the ground. "What was Jennifer like?"

Carlos sighed again. "Jennifer. She was different. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the school and was a little strange. She was into weird stuff, like art and weird music and everything. She was funny too and she was just… different. It was weird when we first started dating because we were so different. I was the hockey playing jock and she was… well kind of gothy-ish. She wore a lot of black and always had paint on her hands and I just found her so interesting. She was so unique.

"I talked to her in art class one day in the eighth grade, I said 'Jennifer Smith, you are one interesting chick', she looked at me funny and then said 'How so?' and I told her that I had never met anyone like her before. I had never seen her smile so big. She had a beautiful smile, a smile like that could make an idiot like me fall head over heels.

"After a few weeks of talking, I asked her if I could attempt to draw her, she agreed and said she'd draw me. My rendition of her looked nothing like her, but she drew me perfectly. I told her that she was the most gifted person I had ever met. She told me that I also had a gift, that I was a gifted hockey player from what she had heard around school. I said 'Let me prove it to you' and I invited her to an upcoming game.

"The night of the game I looked all around for her in the stands, I was worried that she hadn't come, and then I saw it. It was beautifully drawn poster that read 'You don't have to prove it Carlos, I know'. She smiled at me and waved, I had never played so hard in my life. I wanted to be more than what she'd heard, I wanted to be better.

"I walked up to her after the game and invited her out for some ice cream. She nodded and I told her that her poster was beautiful, like her. She said 'Carlos Garcia, you flatter me' and she told me how great I was on the ice and how artful my skating was. We talked over ice cream and then we walked around town until one in the morning. She told me her parents were going to kill her and I said 'If they kill you, that would be such a great loss to society. We need people like you in the world, you make it interesting' I looked at her paint stained hands under the streetlight and she smiled at me. She said 'You're different too, you know that?' I had no idea how I was different, I was just another jock. She went on and said 'You're nice and you're funny and you're a beautiful person. Carlos, you are art. That's why I was so willing to draw you, I don't usually draw people'

"I took her paint covered hand and started tracing the paint stains with my finger. 'You're art too. Not just physically, but mentally. God was feeling really creative when he made you.' I kissed her then. It was the most incredible moment of my life.

"We were inseparable ever since that day, the guys always made fun of me for dating the 'weird chick' but I didn't care, I liked her too much. At the end of last year, I don't know what happened. Jennifer started talking to these two girls also named Jennifer, they were really shallow and mean. My Jennifer stopped wearing black and even stopped painting. She began to act just like them. In August I was just about done with it, I said 'Jennifer, what has gotten into you? You're not Jennifer Smith anymore, you're just like them. It's like I don't even know you anymore!' and she started crying and screaming at me 'You don't understand! You'll never understand Carlos! I'm sorry, but you have to leave! Go!' I had never been so hurt in my life. I left her house that night, but as I went out the door I could've swore I heard her mutter 'I love you' She must have."

Carlos put his head in his hands. "I shouldn't have left that night. I should have turned around and talked to her. I should've have found out what was going on and at least have tried to understand. But I'm an idiot and I didn't. I loved her! I love my Jennifer!"

Logan sat there in silence, patting Carlos' back as he sobbed.

Logan and Carlos had played street hockey for hours after the mood lightened. They grew tired quickly and went inside to go to bed.

Logan lay awkwardly in his sleeping bag and Carlos in his bed.

Carlos shifted in his bed. "I have a question for you now."

"Yeah?"

"If you're Death, then why do you want to be a doctor?"

It was Logan's turn to sigh now. "I hate, and I mean hate, taking lives like I'm forced to do. I want to redeem myself somehow; I want to prevent having to take souls. I want to help people. It'll be like an impersonal apology for everything I've done I guess."

"That's really cool, Logan. It's good that you want to give back. You're a good person dude."

Logan smiled. "Thanks."

"And thanks for listening to me earlier. I needed that. James and Kendall aren't really great listeners; you're like, a relief or something."

Logan felt needed for once. "Thank for being my friend, Carlos. You're a God-send."

"You don't have to thank me." The boys turned out the light and went to sleep.