Is it just me or did anyone else cry during that 2004 Spongebob movie when Sponegebob and Patrick are sitting on the desk under the lamp about to die?

I was told in a review the other day that I am kind of "famous" in the BTR fandom. Made my freakin day.

I plan on getting two very short chapters up tonight. Or maybe just one tonight and one tommorow morning. Idk yet. But they both kinda have to deal with the same issue and are kinda similar so I manage well just get them both up within the same 24 hours. Just cuz I literally have like no more plots left cuz I lost my outline ((lmao fail..)) and yeah but I remember these two similar plots being submitted to me at one point or another so..

Chapter 27 * takes place at age 16

The following plot was submitted by Nerds and Roses.

The pale boy stares at his reflection in the mirror, not the least bit satisfied with what stared back at him. He breaths slowly in and out, his breath fogging up the mirror. He tried to smile, but his smile was defeated. Not only was it crooked and uneven, yet was it fullfilled by braces. Now his chocolatey brown eyes were defeated as well; with his new glasses.

Within the last two weeks, Logan has recieved glasses and braces. It was like a whole new look for him; kind of like a makeover. Except Logan didnt turn out too satisfied with his new appearance.

And as if his smile wasnt already crooked, and messed up, the braces were now added to it, too. And as if his eyes didnt already have that scared, just-mess-with-me-because-Im-weak-and-lost-expression to them, now the glasses were added to them, too.

Logan stood in the full body length mirror, anger and self pity growing deeper and deeper inside of him as the minutes went on. Soon enough he felt hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

Great, now he was crying about all this, too.

His breat hitched when he felt the sense of another being behind him and then saw another face in the mirror.

"Man, are you crying?"

Logan jumped back, knocking into the mirror hung by two small frames on the closet door behind him. "James!" He exclaimed, wiping his eyes, "What are you doing in mine and Kendall's room?"

The prett boy's brows furrowed. "Kendall told me I could borrow his sunglasses...uhm, are you okay?"

Logan nodded his head frantically. "Yeah...totally. Awesome. Doing just fine! You should get going now.."

But James didnt give in. He put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, lowering him down and making him sit on the bed next to him. "Spill it. Now."

Logan sighed, giving in. Which even shocked James at how quickly he had given in. Usually Logan was such a suffer in silence type that you couldnt get the kid to spill anything that fast.

"I just...this is gunna sound stupid..but.."

James shook his head. "Come on, nothing's stupid enough to make you almost cry..what's going on?"

His cheeks reddening, Logan ducked his head. "Its just...I really hate my new look, you know? With the glasses..and braces..like I wasnt already stamped "nerd" as it was, now I look like one too, and-"

"Hey, hey, hey." James cut him off. "Logan...dont think like that. I think you look fine just the way you are."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"But..its just the glasses..and they-"

"Logan, you're fine."

"But the braces, they're so-"

"Logan, you're fine."

"But it wasnt like I already-"

"Logan!" James chuckled. "You look fine."

Logan smiled at that. Especailly coming from James, who was an expert with fashion and always looked great, that really meant alot to the smaller boy. Even behind his square framed glasses, that lost look still appeared in his eyes. But this time, alittle less noticable.

"Thanks James."

"No problem."

Lol. Short, yeah, but I'll have another chapter up probably by tommorow. Reviews are love, my darlings! :)