A/N: This chapter is a re-envisioning of "Big Time Break."

Disclaimer: I still own nothing.

What If

3. Closer

When I first lied about having a boyfriend, I was honestly afraid that someone was going to discover that I hadn't been telling the truth. However, so far nobody had. It was weird. I didn't want them to find out that I had lied, but at the same time, I didn't want them to give up so easily. I mean if they gave up so easily, they couldn't have been that into me, could they?

"Hey Jo," a familiar voice greeted.

I looked up and saw Logan give me a dimpled grin. My heart fluttered in my chest and I felt a little weak in the knees. Logan had the most amazing smile in the world.

"Hi, Logan," I greeted back.

A feeling of dread bubbled in my stomach. Was Logan about to find out the truth? I wanted him to, but I didn't. I kept my face carefully guarded, masking how scared I suddenly felt.

"So, Gustavo gave us the day off today. You wouldn't mind if I hung out with you today, would you?" Logan asked.

My mouth suddenly felt dry, and I was stumbling over the words I was trying to get out. He wanted to spend the day with me! Did that mean he was interested? Calm down, Jo. Don't get your hopes up.

"Sure. It won't bother me," I said. It really wouldn't bother me either…

"I've been doing some thinking," he stated.

Here it comes.

"Oh really? What about?" I replied.

"This boyfriend of yours, I'd like to meet him. What's his name?" Logan said.

"Funny you should mention that. My boyfriend, Travis, is coming to visit me today."

I turned my head away from Logan and mouthed, "Why did I say that?"

"Well, I'm looking forward to meeting him," Logan stated.

This was just great! What had I gotten myself into? How was I going to pull this off now?

XXXXX

I had given an actor $20 to pretend to be my boyfriend, Travis. I found Logan in the lobby. I took a deep breath. There was no telling how this would play out. I still wasn't sure if I wanted Logan to unravel the truth or not.

"Hey Logan, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend," I said.

"Travis" held out his hand for Logan to shake, which he did. However, he had a weird expression on his face that worried me.

"So, you're from North Carolina, right? What city?" Logan asked.

"What city?" Travis repeated, clearly caught off guard by the question. This wouldn't go well. I doubt Travis could even name a city in North Carolina.

"Yes, what city?"

"San Francisco."

I slapped my forehead. Travis shook his head, probably, hopefully, mentally scolding himself. Logan bit his bottom lip, trying to hold back his laughter. He then turned towards me.

"Jo, what's really going on here?" Logan asked.

"What are you talking about?" I replied innocently.

"The funny thing is that I've seen your so-called boyfriend around here at The Palm Woods."

The color drained from my face. What had I been thinking? Logan was far too smart for this to have worked. I turned to Travis.

"You can go now," I told him.

"Do I still get my $20?" he asked.

I shoved him. "Get out of here!"

I uncertainly looked up at Logan. I was concerned that he might be mad at me. I don't think I could stand it if he were mad at me because I liked him. I really liked him regardless of Camille's warning.

"You lied to me," Logan said, looking like a lost, hurt puppy.

I felt extremely guilty at the moment. The sad look on his face tugged at my heartstrings. I hated that I was the reason he looked so sad.

"I just…I told my mom career first and boyfriend later," Jo answered.

"Who said I wanted to be your boyfriend?" Logan responded.

"Well…don't you?"

Logan's eyes darted back and forth nervously. It was really adorable.

"I…you…I don't want to…if you…bleep, blap, bloop," Logan said before staring down at his feet.

"Bleep, blap, bloop?" I asked, amused.

"Don't judge me."

Logan was still strangely fascinated by his shoes, which I found hilarious. He hadn't answered my question though. I still very much wanted to know if he wanted to be my boyfriend. I certainly hoped so.

I reached out and took his hand in mine, immediately feeling a tingling sensation travel up and down my spine. Logan looked up at me, and as I gazed into his eyes, I was sure he felt it too.

"Would you maybe want to go out sometime? Like on a date?" I asked.

"Heck yeah!" Logan said in a high-pitched voice before clearing his throat and speaking in a deeper voice. "Sure. Whatever."

I giggled. "Okay then. It's a date," I said.

To Be Continued…

A/N: This was a little longer. The website I got this theme challenge from said 500 words was good for a drabble length, but another source said under 900 was considered a drabble, so now I'm confused. From here on out, they'll probably be around 900. They're drabbles after all…