Yeah yeah, I know I said I wasn't going in order, but how else do you start a story than the Introduction? Hmmm? That's what I thought. I don't care if it is the introduction, the chapter before this, but I wanted to do it anyway. Okay, so this should be the only story in Minnesota, but ya never know. I also meant to update this last night, but with all the crazy storms going on I'm lucky to be updating now, most of my town is without power, but my house is lucky. Hope you like!
1. Introduction
Logan Mitchell, the new kid. Man, being the new kid halfway through the school year, and the school being middle school, was horrible. Nobody talked to him, as everyone already had their groups, and if they did talk to him, it was to tease him.
So, for the 4th time, Logan walked out of the new school, backpack draped over his shoulder, staring at his feet. He looked up when he reached the street, making sure no cars were coming, and continued his long walk home.
Halfway home, he stopped at a corner as three boys ran out of a house. He recognized them, as they went to his school, but he didn't know their names.
"Come on! I'll race you!" One with a helmet on said. Before the other 2 could answer the boy took off towards Logan, who didn't have time to process what was going on before the boy appeared around the corner, collided with him, and sent him to the ground.
"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" The boy asked.
Logan closed his eyes for a second, getting rid of the spots in front of his eyes. "Ow." He sat up and rubbed his head. "Yeah, I think I'm fine." The boy above him held out his hand. Logan grabbed it and was pulled back to his feet. "Thanks."
The boy shook his head. "No problem. I'm sorry again. Hey, you look familiar."
Logan chuckled at that. "Yeah, I go to school with you. I'm new though."
The boy nodded. "Now I know. We're in a lot of classes together."
Logan nodded. "Yeah, but sorry to say I don't know your name."
Before the boy could answer, two more guys appeared behind him. "Carlos, why'd you stop?" A blond one asked.
The boy, who must've been Carlos, turned to look at his friends. "I accidently ran into…" Carlos turned to look at Logan. "I don't know your name either. Introductions are in need. I'm Carlos Garcia."
Logan smiled. "Logan, Logan Mitchell. I just moved here from Texas."
Carlos smiled. "Nice to meet you." He turned around and pointed to the boys behind him. "The blonde is Kendall, the other one is James." The boys nodded as their names were called.
"Nice to meet you." They both said at the same time.
Logan nodded to the two boys. "Same here."
Carlos looked back at Logan. "We were just heading towards the park to play some basketball, want to come?"
Logan smiled, he really did want to come, but he knew he had to get home first. "Sure, but I gotta go home first. You know how moms are. Meet you guys there?" The three boys nodded. "Awesome, so see you guys in like an hour?"
Carlos nodded. "Yep. See you Logan." The three boys waved and continued walking towards the park. Logan smiled to himself and continued his walk home, glad for the introductions.
Yep. The ending was SUPER corny, and the story was kind of bad. Sorry about that, I've been dealing with thunderstorms for FOREVER, oh and I HATE STORMS! If you got hit by that huge line of storms, wasn't it crazy? It was super crazy here in Indiana. So yeah, sorry about the lameness of this chapter but THEY WILL GET BETTER I SWEAR. Hope you like it and all it's corniness.
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