A/N: This takes place shortly after "Big Time Love Song."

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.

What If

2. Friends

I was so frustrated. I hadn't really got a chance to impress Jo. Earlier in the lobby, Camille had to make a public scene out of attacking me with her lips and allegedly getting back together with me. We were never together in the first place! What is she talking about? Then, Carlos had to interrupt me while I was serenading Jo. Then Kendall joined the fray. Those two were just jealous that I outfoxed them. See, we had agreed that we would serenade Jo together, and let her pick which one she wanted to go out with. That had been the plan, but plans change, and I serenaded her all by myself, and it had been going great too until Carlos had to butt in.

I guess it doesn't really matter though seeing how Jo informed us all that she had a boyfriend. Why are the ones I'm interested in always taken? The only one of us who has been in a relationship before was James. As for Kendall, Carlos and me, neither of us had yet to have our first romance.

Jo was breathtakingly beautiful. I don't know if blondes are necessarily my type, but then again, I don't really have a type. More importantly though, she possessed all the qualities the four of us (well three of us really; Carlos was too busy having just got thrown in the pool by the Simms Twins…) agreed a girl should have: a nice, sweet nice girl; somebody not crazy or stuck up, that's still really hot; from North Carolina (that last one had been my idea).

I wasn't sure what had brought Jo to Los Angeles, but I wouldn't be surprised if she was one of those triple threat types; you know, good at everything: singing, acting, and dancing; could have a career in music, film, and television.

I had a crush on Jo. She was a highly crush-worthy girl. It's not the first crush I've ever had on a girl before though. Yet somehow, this one seemed different. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but this one seemed like it would be different than all the rest of my previous crushes.

One thing that sucked about having three good-looking guy best friends was that I never really knew when a girl was into me. I was always unsure if she even noticed me. Statistically, I had a one in four chance; I always had a one in four chance. When I thought about it though, I didn't even have that. James was a ladies' man; a chick magnet. More often than not, James got the girl. Like I said before, Kendall, Carlos, and I had yet to have our first girlfriend.

I was secretly hoping that this time would be different.

To Be Continued…

A/N: How did the first chapter of this story get the reviews that it did? Are you all secretly Logan/Jo shippers? Or is it because you're a fan of me? Or perhaps both? Or maybe none of the above? Whatever the case may be, you have my gratitude.