A/N- Gosh I havent slept in like three days. Idk if its really even my insomnia or just..idk Im pretty sure Im just one of those people that dont sleep. Between school, homework, track, soccer, three other clubs Im in, fanfiction, and whatever else that just springs up out of nowhere sometimes..I feel like there's not enough time in the day. So it's currently 3 in the morning. And I dont even know why Im up. Why am I up..? Anyway, Im not gunna post this till tomorow though, I dont like posting things after like ten oclock. But anyway Rachel is really happy because somehow Rachel's grade point average went from a 3.2 to a 3.6 within the last two semesters so Rachel is happy and why is Rachel speaking in third person..?

BeckyBanana wanted to see Logie's father being a doo doo head.

Chapter 11 *takes place at age 13*

Mr Mitchell was always busy. After the death of Mrs Mitchell, Logan's father had been intent on consuming himself with work. He drown himself in work as a way to mask his pain. Therefore, he would never have time for his pre-teen son, Logan.

He was too busy to come to hockey games. He didnt have time to go to the science fair. He didnt even bother to show up at his son's spelling bee, which he won, by the way.

So Logan became a very independent person after his mother's passing, but the other guys could always see the hurting look in Logan's eyes everytime his father failed to give his son the loving attention he needs.

Realization dawned over Ms Knight at age ten, when she drove both Kendall and Logan to thier fifth grade graduation, because Mr Mitchell was too busy to show up at his son's graduation. Then Ms Knight took Logan's picture when he recieved his diploma, and congratualated him after recieving his perfect attendance award.

It was basic child neglect. So the day after fifth grade graduation, Logan decided to ask his father the big question.

"Dad, do you love me?"

Mr Mitchell's eyes never met with his son. "Logan, go away."

His face fell. "But do you?"

"Yeah, sure, now go away, Im busy with paperwork."

"Come to my hockey game this weekend." Logan suggested.

"Logan, I have no time to talk to you! Go play with that little blonde boy across the street."

"I got straight A's on my report card."

"Logan! Go away!"

Tears welling up in his eyes, that was the moment that ten year old Logan had offically realized his father's hatrid for him.

Now, at age thirteen, his father's absence still bothered him, but he had grown used to it. But on the morning of his thirteenth birthday, Logan felt the pain in his stomach when he he awoke to one poorly wrapped present sitting on the counter, and a note that read his father was on a buisness trip for the next week and a half.

So Logan spent his thirteenth birthday alone.

Kendall, James, and Carlos were hanging out at Logan's house that next day.

"Hey," James suggested, "We should call Logan and wish him a happy birthday."

"Nah, he's probably doing something specail with his dad for his birthday." Carlos replied.

"Isnt his dad like always busy and never around?" Kendall said.

Placing a bowl of chips on the table infront of them, Ms Knight overheard thier conversation and remembered something. Mr Mitchell had mentioned he was going on a buisness trip this week. "Oh my goodness." she nearly rolled her eyes at Mr Mitchell's stupidity, "Its Logan's birthday?"

Carlos tossed a chip into his mouth. "Yup."

She pondered her thoughts for a minute, then came to a descision. "Why don't you guys call Logan and tell him to be over here in an hour?"

"On it." her son responded, picking up the phone.

...

An hour later, Logan opened the front door to the Knight's house, not expecting what was to come.

"Surprise!"

The thirteen year old nearly burst into tears. It had been a long time since anyone had celebrated his birthday.

After hours of endless fun with Kendall, James, Carlos, and Katie, Logan plopped down on the couch. Mrs Knight picked up a tired Katie and bought her into her room.

"So," Carlos took a seat next to his friend, "You feel any older?"

Logan chuckled.

James put an arm around his smaller friend, "Nobody should have to spend thier birthday alone."

That pained expression now alittle more visible in his eyes, the raven haired boys just sighed.

Kendall sat down along with them. "Logan, your like a brother to me. Now I know your father isnt exactly a model parent, but I'm sure that deep down somewhere he really does love you, even if he doesnt show it. But we'll always be here to show you the love that your father doesnt show."

"Youre like family, Logan." Carlos said.

"No, you are family, Logan." Kendall hugged him.

Pulled into a three way hug, that sad expression in Logan's eyes was still visible, but a smile made it's way across his face. He may not exactly have his father at the moment, but atleast he has his friends. And that's all he's ever needed.

A/N- Okay so I made his father a biotch, happy, Rebecca? You guys should really drop a review down in that box below. And I need requests!