This is a one shot on when Logan and Kendall met James when they were in seventh grade.
"Hey Logan, get your ass over here" Kendal said with wide eyes and gestured over to the lockers, where a brown haired girl was fixing her hair with her locker mirror. She was brushing her hair and spraying perfume on that came in a mysterious black bottle.
Logan walked up to him and peered over his shoulders.
"Are you stalking the new girl?"
Kendall rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, Logan. Who is she?" Kendall inquired.
"Oh, her? Umm…I think her name is Jamie or something. She started school last Tuesday. "
"She's hot…" Kendall replied dreamily.
"Then ask her out, stupid."
"Hey. It's Jamie, right? I'm Kendall." He grinned wide.
She looked from his sneakers to his face, where the smile was starting to fade.
"It's James. And I'm not gay…" The girl replied in a surprisingly masculine voice.
"Whaaa? Oh shit…Logan…I'm going to kill that bastard." Kendall muttered.
"Dude, I have no friggin idea what you're talking about, but I love your hockey shirt. You play?"
"Hells yeah. Wanna come hang out with some of my friends this Saturday?"
"Sure. See you later."
"Didja get a date with the hot girl yet?" smirked Logan when Kendall got back.
"You knew! I'm going to kick you and your giant brain's asses later…"
"No, you're not. 'Cause you know you loves it" giggled Logan as he strutted down the hallway.
