Ow, that bush had something sharp in it.

OW! And that one.

Ugh, I hate bushes.

This way was supposed to be faster, but instead I got poked a million times by sharp bushes. What a great way to start off the school year.

After 10 minutes of pain, I finally get to the other side… and there's the school! I knew this would work.

I check my watch and find out that I have about 2 minutes before classes start. What classes do I even have? I take my schedule out of my pocket and open it up. It's all crumpled and a little hard to read. This is a fine example of how unorganized I am.

Math. That's my first class? Ugh, great, I'll start my day with something boring.

When I get to the class on time, I skip to the only empty seat. I take out my math book, and let out a moan of anger. It's muddy. My book must have fallen in the mud when I bump into Logan.

Logan… Boy did he leave an impression on me. His chocolate brown eyes pierced into me like lasers. He was so… beautiful.

"Mr. Knight, would you like to answer the question?" Mr. Worn, my math teacher, asked.

"Uh… no, sir." That was stupid. Saying no to a teacher? My head was in the clouds.

"No? Then maybe you'd like to go to the office." He looked way too angry to argue with. I took my dirty math book along with my backpack and ran out of the room. Wow, that was embarrassing.

On my way to the office I kept thinking about Logan. He just can't leave my mind. I thought it was cute how shy he was. I wonder what school he goes to.

If you haven't noticed already, I'm gay. My family knows, but they don't approve. They think it's just a phase and I'll snap out of it soon. But I know it's not a phase. Other than my family, no one else knows. I don't tell my friends since they'll probably make fun of me. That's why I never dated any guys before. I guess I'm just scared.

When I finally end up finding the principal's office, I slowly open the door and walk in.

"May I help you?" The lady at the desk asks me, obviously not amused by my presence.

"I'm Kendall Knight. I got sent to the office by Mr. Worn." I fidget with the keys in my jacket pocket. It's way too early to be in trouble! Normally I don't care if I'm in trouble or not – Not that I get into a lot of trouble, I just stand up for what I believe – but it's 20 minutes into the first day of school and I'm already sitting in the principal's office. What an impression I've made.

The woman gestures at me to take a seat, so I sit on the chair closest to the front desk. If I'm going to be sitting here for god knows how much time, I would at least appreciate some entertainment… if I ever get some.

"Carlos Garcia. I-" A boy, my age, said to the lady at the desk. She looked even more annoyed to see him.

"You don't even need to say it. I saw what you did. Take a seat." She gestured at him also. He runs to the seat beside me, with a wide grin on his face, and sits down. He's happier than one should be for getting in trouble. I wonder what he did.

He looks at me for a couple seconds before putting on a helmet. A helmet? Where did he get the helmet? And why was he wearing a helmet in school?

He noticed I was staring. "Oh this?" He says. "This is helmet. I'm Carlos." His grin is wider than it has ever been.

"Uh, hi. I'm Kendall. So what are you in here for?" I'm curious. He seems like an interesting guy.

"Public affection." He says, taping his helmet.

"So you kissed a girl in the hallway and got in trouble? Wow, that's harsh." I kind of feel bad for the kid. I never heard of a school that doesn't allow kissing.

He laughs. "No, see that's the problem. I kissed a guy. James Diamond." My face freezes. "Well, actually he kissed me. But you know how it is." He elbows me a little, still carrying his smile.

"So… you're gay?" I didn't mean to sound rude or anything, but the tone of my voice sounded rough.

"Yeah. What? You've never heard of gays?" His smile fades. Uh-Oh, I offended him. I should tell him I'm gay too. I know I normally don't tell my friends, but he would understand. And there's something about him that makes me feel like I can trust him; he sends a warm vibe.

"No, uh, actually, I'm gay myself." I blush.

He turns to me and his grin is back. "Awesome! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." He winks. I hope he doesn't. He better not. "So, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I'm new to this school. But I did meet a really amazing guy this morning. His name is Logan." I don't know why I'm telling him all my secrets; I should really shut up right now.

"Logan? Logan Mitchell? Brown hair, kind of short, dark brown eyes, geek?" Geek? Well, I guess he did look like the smart type, but geek wouldn't be the right word.

"Yeah, that sounds like him. You know him?" I'm intrigued now. I'd really love to know more about Logan.

"Not really, but he's in my science class. He's also new to the school." Logan Mitchell goes to THIS school? The same school as me?

He sees me blushing and adds, "Maybe I'll help you two get together." Carlos winks again.

"But he's probably not gay." My smile fades.

"I can't be sure, but he was writing a guys name all over his science book. I think it was 'Kenny'."

Kenny? Who's that? He probably likes another guy. I have no chance.

"James Diamond." A tall brown-haired guy stands in front of the desk. Oh, so this must be James.

"You and Carlos must report to the principal in that room." She points to a room down the hall. Carlos hits me in the back and winks. Then he gets up, pats his helmet and leaves the room with James.

"Um, excuse me, but how long do I have to stay here?" I ask the women at the desk. She doesn't even look up at me, "You're free to go."

I check my watch; I haven't realized that it's already been 40 minutes. Well, now I know that Logan loves another guy and I'm not allowed to kiss in the hallway. 40 minutes well spent, I think sarcastically.

I get up and head to the door. Just as I'm about to leave, a boy runs past me, pushing me to the side.

"Logan Mitchell." I turn around the second I hear those words. And I see him, yes, that's the same Logan I saw outside.

Logan Mitchell. Those words run perfectly through my mind. And right before I leave the room, he looks back at me with those amazing eyes.

My heart skips a beat before melting completely.