Hey. So I was originally gunna do this chapter at age 12. But TheRescuer2 submitted like five million great plots to me. And one of them I cant really use at any younger age than 13. So here we gooo.

The following plot was submitted by TheRescuer2

Chapter 12 *takes place at age 13

"Remember kids, peer pressure is something you should never give into."

The D.A.R.E program was program forced upon all 8th grade students, in order to reduce the likelyhood of drug abuse among students.

After exchanging a tired and annoyed glance with James, Logan raises his hand and asks to be excused to the bathroom.

"Take the pass, Mr Mitchell."

Logan nods, and gets up from his seat. He takes the pass and exits the room. While walking through the halls, Logan reminices everything that they were teaching in the D.A.R.E program. The main idea was not to use drugs, and to always avoid giving into peer pressure. Of course, nobody actually paid any attention in that class. Besides, its not like theyre ever actually going to need any of that information in life.

Or so they thought.

As soon as Logan opened the bathroom door, he dropped the hall pass. The sight that unraveled before his eyes was not what he expected.

Jimmy Nixon, Carl Fabian, and Nick Zaleck. Three of the biggest trouble makers in the eigth grade, were standing around the bathroom endorsing themselves in cigarattes.

"Hey look," Carl pointed out, "It's goody two-shoes Logan Mitchell." he mimicked.

Swallowing hard, Logan backed up, only to hit the wall.

"Aww," Nick got closer, "Logan looks scared..."

The raven haired boy was trembling so hard he was surprised he didnt nearly shake out of his own skin. "W-w-what do you want?"

They all chuckled, and Jimmy Nixon approached. "You're not gunna rat us out, now, are you?"

Logan vigorously shook his head no.

The bully nodded, then backed away, fiddling with his thumb. He finally reached into his back pocket, pulling out another stick from the pack. "Alright. So here, why dont you try one?"

Blown back, Logan's mouth fell open. "No..I couldnt-"

"Aw!" Jimmy mocked, "Is little Logie afraid to try a smoke?"

In defense, "Im not afraid!" Logan spat back.

Jimmy leaned in closer, thier noses almost touching. Logan cringed a bit. "Then why dont you try one?" he whispered.

Suddenly the doors to the bathroom swung open, revealing James, Carlos, and Kendall. "Logan!" The blonde boy exclaimed, "Dont do it!"

James approached. "What's wrong with you? Dont you pay any attention in these DARE programs they're offering us? This kinda stuff will screw you up! Oh wait, it already has!"

Scoffing, Jimmy led his possy out. "Fine...later losers."

Carlos helped Logan to his feet. "You okay, bud?"

Logan gulped, fear in his eyes, "Yeah, Im fine. Thanks guys."

Kendall swung an arm around him. "Anytime, bud. Anytime."

From that moment on, Logan vowed to pay attention in D.A.R.E class, for the sake of a situation like this. But atleast at a time like this when he didnt pay attention, his friends always had his back.

Well than. That was incredibly rushed and short. But I CANT WRITE! I think Im coming down with writters block! Urggg! Oh and TheRescuer2, when you said drugs I didnt really know if you meant for him to ACTUALLY take drugs..so Im sorry if thats what you meant. Ugh this sucked so bad..Im sorry guys :( Review and next chapter will be better? Good night!