Author's Note: Hello, it's already me, PuprpleOrchids98 writing a POV for Carlos. After me, it's bluestring again for Logan and…it continues like that.

Carlos POV

Right after class, we met by the pool as planned. Kendall brought seven bottles of soda and James brought a staggering ten bottles. I only brought five-but, eh, what the heck? I've already got a lot. Logan brought…

"Only one?" I asked in dismay. "I thought we agreed on bringing at least two." I looked at Kendall and James who just shrugged.

"We did," Logan admitted. "But I figured you three would bring this lot so I just brought one." He handed me the bottle and I set it on the table.

I did a headcount- twenty three bottles of 1.5-liter Coke.

"That's a lot," James commented. "You sure you can finish everything?"

"Wait, wait, wait-I'm supposed to finish everything?"

"No, you don't," Kendall reassured me. He took ten paper cups from his backpack and set them on the table. "To explain things simply, you worry about the burps, we worry about refilling the cups and James, put that mirror down."

James pouted but did as he was told. He reached for his comb.

"James!" Kendall and I scolded.

"Oh, alright. But I'm figuring Logan's not gonna help."

I glanced at Logan who just shrugged. "Sorry, Carlos, he's right."

When the cups were full, I sat at the edge of the bench, readying myself.

"Ready, Carlos?" Kendall prompted.

"Oh, you know I am."

"Okay, then-go!"

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The next day, I was the first one up, which meant Logan, Kendall and James owe me a corndog each. I opened the fridge, took out a carton of milk and poured it in a glass.

"Seems like the three of us owe you corndogs," Logan said appearing out of nowhere.

"Well, today is Fish stick Friday. So I was wondering how fish sticks and corndogs would go together." I smiled and chugged down the milk in five seconds flat. It had an odd taste to it, but I decided to ignore it.

"Ever considered breaking the world record for fastest drinker?"

I shrugged. "Maybe not in the near future. After all, I just beat the world record for longest and loudest burp."

"Beat the time by a second."

I laughed. "Hey, got the vid online already?"

Logan smiled. "Oh, yeah. Just last night. Congratulations and I'm sorry about class yesterday."

I patted him on the back. "Oh, don't worry about that, Logie. We're already used to your worrisome attitude."

And at that, Kendall and James appeared and we all started getting ready for school.

"And of course, you three should also be ready with my corndogs," I said once we were at our own seats in the classroom.

"Don't worry, we're ready," Kendall said just as Ms. Collins entered the classroom.

"Oh, and don't forget the kids who promised to pay us," I whispered to Kendall as we started the lecture.

Somewhere in between, my stomach started to hurt. Not the usual I-think-I'm-going-to-throw-up kind of stomachache. More of a I-feel-like-my-insides-are-twisting-and-like-someone-just-punched-me-in-the-gut-at-the-same-time kind of stomachache.

I hugged my stomach and put my head on the table.

I heard Ms. Collins ask me if I was fine and I wasn't sure if I answered or not. The next thing I knew. Logan was helping me to the clinic.

"Hey, you alright? You don't look so good," he told, struggling a bit to keep me upright.

"Yeah," I managed to croak. "I'm fine."

Great…I can't believe it looks like I'll be staying in bed for a week…

Author's Note: It's short compared to my friend's, but I hope it'll do. Reviews, criticisms and suggestions are encouraged. :)