A/N- So yeah Ive decided to start making these chapters just a tad shorter. Thanks for reviewing! Next chapter..

The following plot was submitted by the awesome infamous little miss CountryChick67 who I have to say is like super nice! I was PMing her the other day and have to say, shes just such a sweetie :)

Chapter 7 *takes place at age 14

It's the one time of year when all science freaks and techno geeks can gather and create the best of the best. The one time of year where they can all come together to exchange ideas, or combine knowledge. The one time of year when they all gather to thrive for the best and compete for one single award: The science fair.

Logan Mitchell took a shaky breath, fixing his shirt collar, "Guys, Im nervous."

Kendall put a hand on his shorter friends' shoulder, and looked him straight in the eyes, "You'll do fine."

"Yeah," James chimed in, "I mean, come on. Your competition is like nothing...and you, your just a science genuis! I know you'll do great!"

Logan still gulped, as he stood stiff as a stick staring at his poster board. Carlos eyed his project in curiosity, and picked up a few of the props that lay infront of it, fiddling with them, "Whats this.."

Kendall tapped the Latino's shoulder, "Put that down."

Carlos shrugged, placing it back down and walking towards his genius friend, "Your gunna do great.." then he bit his lip, "Is your dad here?"

Logan winced slightly, that lost expression in his eyes coming back, and peeked through the curtain at the big crowd. No sign of Mr Mitchell. But Logan was used to that, though. His father rarely showed up to occasions like this, it wasnt anything new.

Kendall sighed when Logan slowly shook his head no and said, "Its fine, though. He'll come next time."

Without any further ado, several claps were heard from behind the curtains, signaling that Molly Fisher was finished with her presentation, and it was time for Logan.

The teenager tensed. His friends put comforting hands on his shoulders, "You can do this!" they assured him.

Logan nodded, feeling confident. He walked out there, then glanced back at his friends behind the curtain, who nodded, smiling at him. He may not have his father there, but at least he had his friends to support him.

A/N- Lets punch captain crunch, then we'll eat his face for lunch! Fly a kite, drink some sprite, shall we go to sleep tonight? Tik tok, found a rock, gunna knock this posers socks off! Whoaaa, they're purple! Whoa-oh-oh!

Ahem. Sorry I was listening to this guy on Youtube his name is Josh, he makes the best parodies!

So not ALL of them are gunna be this short, dont worry. Ive just been super duper oober busy I have like no time to write anymore! Gahhh!

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