I am about as annoyed as a person can get.

Okay, 1 I have had the worst migraine ever today, and like sunlight and loud noises made it worse, and I had to go to my dad's today so I told my mom "I have the worst headache today, please don't make us ride in the jeep for 2 hours." (It's a 4 hour drive from my mom's to my dad's and we switch halfway.) So she said "Okay. We won't take the jeep." Hmmm guess what? She forced me to ride the freaking jeep, with her 80's music turned on full blast that it shook the drink I brought, so I felt like my head was going to explode for 2 hours.

2 My mom forced me to leave so quickly, I forgot to put my story in my email again. I was writing Drowning and I was really into it! So now I'm annoyed that I can't continue that.

3 My headache has returned, I don't feel like writing but then again I really want to write. I hate myself sometimes.

4 It is storming, which isn't helping my headache and if it doesn't stop soon I will be up all night.

Okay, on a happier note, as I was slowly passing out in the jeep I had this weird BTR daydream, so I am turning it into this chapter! Hopefully you guys will like! I'm pretty positive you guys will like it…hopefully…Just scroll down and read the story.

68. Hero

Logan was so sick of the other guys. He had been relaxing in his room, just reading a book, when the three barged in, all yelling at each other about something involving peanut butter. Logan wasn't in the best mood that day. He had had another nightmare about his mother, so he woke up about 2 a.m., didn't want to wake the guys up so he started reading, fell back to sleep around 7 a.m. and hadn't gotten to tell the guys because they were all gone when he woke back up at 8. So at that moment, he had zero patience for them. He grabbed his iPod, his book, slipped on some sneakers and a jacket, and walked out of the apartment before the guys even realized he had moved.

Now he was walking down the abandon part of town, not realizing it because he was reading and listening to music. He probably looked weird, wearing sneakers, black pajama shorts, a white t-shirt, and a red jacket, dancing down the sidewalks, reading, but he didn't care.

He kept walking, hitting buildings, light post, and falling off the sidewalk a few times. He got a couple of scrapes on his and some bruises on his forehead, but he kept going, not caring where he was. It wasn't like him much, but he just felt like going straight.

He didn't care much of where he was, until he heard a scream. He quickly pulled his earbuds out of his ears and looked around. He was surrounded by brick apartment buildings, which meant the sound could travel, but luckily Logan had sensitive ears.

"Let go of me!" A voice yelled somewhere to his left. He quickly took off in that direction, slowing down when he saw where it was coming from. In an alley, two men had hold of a young girl, all of them with their backs turned towards him. The girl, who was probably around 9, was trying to get free, but the men had a tight grip on her arms. Logan could see there was a deep gash in her leg, blood rapidly falling onto her sneakers.

Phone. Logan thought. He reached down to pull his cell phone out of his pocket, but he was still wearing pajamas. Crap. Think fast Logan, think fast. He stared at his red book for a second. What would Carter do? No, what would Landon do? He quickly thought over the character he had based off himself for his English homework one time. Landon would pull out his gun and make them leave. I don't have a gun. I have a book…I have a book! It was definitely a long shot, and extremely stupid, but Logan ran around the corner into the alley, swinging the book at the larger man before they could turn around. The man collapsed on the ground, holding his head.

"What the-?" The other man asked, turning around. He got a glimpse of Logan before the red book collided with his jaw. He fell on top of the other man.

Logan picked up the little girl and set her behind him, taking a defensive stance, ready to swing the book again. "G-get out of here!" He yelled, trying his best to sound tough, which really wasn't working. "Or- or I'll swing!" He knew there was nothing tough about a 16 year old boy in pajama shorts, his biggest threat to hit them with a red book, but at least he was trying.

"Get out of here you jerks!" The girl yelled behind him.

The guys got up slowly, and Logan sighed inwardly when he scanned them over for weapons, which they didn't have. "I will use my book!" He said, taking a step forward.

Either the two guys were really smart, or really stupid, because they took off running. Logan smiled to himself before turning around to look at the girl. She looked up at him with a big smile on her face. "Thank you for rescuing me." She said.

Logan got down onto his knees, since the girl was sitting on the alley floor. "You're welcome. Will you let me see your leg? I can fix it." He said.

The girls' eyes widened, looking down at her leg. "It's really bad. A doctor should probably look at it."

Logan laughed. "Well, my name is Logan and I'm a doctor in training, so will you let me take a look? I can fix it the best I can until a real doctor can look at it."

The girl scanned him over. "Fine, but I will hurt you if necessary." She threatened.

Logan smiled. "I'll keep that in mind. So what's your name?" He asked, taking off his jacket.

"My name is Sarah. I'm 10 before you ask that too." She jumped when Logan ripped off one of the sleeves of his jacket.

Logan chuckled and began to tie the jacket sleeve around Sarah's leg. "A little girl with an attitude, cool."

She smiled. "I watch- ow not so tight- I watch a lot of murder shows."

Logan looked at her. "Aren't you a little young to be watching them?" He gave the jacket one final knot.

Sarah shrugged. "Am I too young? Maybe. Do I care? Not so much."

Logan chuckled. "You got a lot of attitude." Logan grabbed his, now ruined, jacket, and his book. "Put your arms around my neck." He said getting closer to Sarah.

She looked at him. "Why?"

"Because, you cannot walk on that leg, you will just make the wound worse. I'm only going to carry you to the highway; there I'll find some help. Now come on." Sarah sighed and put her arms around his neck. Logan laid his stuff in her lap before picking her up bridal style.

"This is like some weird fairytale." Sarah said, staring Logan.

Logan laughed. "Yeah and why's that?"

"Well, I was the girl in distress, and you're the hero who saved the day. Isn't that how most fairytales go? The princess needs saving, and the hero saves her. Simple."

Logan looked down at the girl, making a mental note that her eyes were like Kendall's. "You really think I'm a hero?" He asked.

Sarah nodded. "Dude, you saved me from getting who-knows-what by those guys. In my eyes, and probably any sane person, that was very heroic."

Logan smiled, and continued his journey to the highway.

*Later that day*

Logan walked into 2J. He was super tired. He had just gotten back from the hospital, where he had taken Sarah after a mile hike to the highway, carrying the 100 pound 10 year old had taken enough out of him. But, being Logan, when he got to the hospital he called her parents and waited for them to show up. Then, when they did show up, they kept thanking him for almost an hour. Then, of course, the story had somehow found its way to the paparazzi, so he sat there for another hour explaining to them what had happened. Then the paparazzi insisted on taking pictures of "The Hero with the Red Book" as the paparazzi decided to call him, which he thought was very un-clever.

He sighed and slipped of his sneakers, ready to lie down in bed and finish reading his book, but of course more things had to happen.

"Where have you been?" Mrs. Knight asked, walking out of the kitchen with a glare-only-a-mom-can-have look.

Logan held up his hands. "Mama K, you would not believe what happened today."

She scoffed. "With you boys? Try me." She demanded.

Logan nodded. "Okay, I will. But first, where are the others?"

Mrs. Knight sighed. "They're out looking for you." Her anger look grew. "Now, tell. Me. Where. You. Were." She demanded.

Logan nodded and began telling his story.

Mrs. Knight listened through the whole thing, nodding every now and then to show she was listening. When Logan finished she smiled and pulled him into a hug. "I'm sooo proud of you Logan." She whispered in his ear, making him blush. "You know what?" She pulled back and looked at him. "In honor of your heroics, how about I take you out to eat and to by a new jacket?"

Logan started laughing. "Thanks Mama Knight, but right now I really just want to go lay down. It's been a long day. Tomorrow?" He asked, and Mrs. Knight nodded.

Logan smiled and started walking towards the bedrooms. "Logan, wait!" Mrs. Knight yelled behind him. Logan turned around and watched as she started digging through her purse, pulling out a camera. "Let me take a picture, please?" She gave Logan a pleading-mom look and he grinned. He did a quick superman pose, with his fists on his hips and staring at the ceiling. Mrs. Knight laughed and took a picture. Logan waved and walked into his bedroom.

Logan fell onto his bed. He flipped over and stared at the wall, thinking about the long day. He was glad he was the hero for once, wasn't too excited about all the attention, but he was glad. And for some reason, he was glad that his friends had been out looking for him.

I should probably call them. Logan thought before he fell asleep.

*Later that night*

"Well, that was lame." Carlos said as he and the other boys walked through the door into the apartment.

"You still suck at pep talks." James said, passing Carlos.

Carlos looked at him. "I'm supposed to give a pep talk?"

Kendall punched his arm. "No, I give the pep talks." Carlos sighed and smiled.

Mrs. Knight then walked into the kitchen. "He's back in your room." She said, pointing to Kendall. She had called him earlier and told them Logan was home, but she didn't tell them where he had been. She figured he'd like to tell them. When the 3 boys started heading for the room she yelled, "He's asleep and you are not waking him up!"

The 3 boys groaned and walked back into the living room to argue, but the look Mrs. Knight gave them made them stop. Instead they fell onto the orange couch and started watching TV.

*Next Morning*

Logan woke up and stretched, flinching as his muscles ached. He turned over and looked at his clock. 6:08 Wow, early. He got up, noting that his legs hurt from all the walking he did the previous day. I thought I was in better shape…Maybe I should work out more… He shrugged and walked, stiffly, out into the kitchen.

First thing he did was get the paper to see if he was in it. He wasn't on the front page, which he was grateful for, but he did have a big article a couple pages in. "The Hero with the Red Book" in bold letters. Still very un-clever. He thought as he laid the paper on the table and started making his breakfast.

"Morning Logan." Carlos said as he walked into the kitchen. He was still to asleep to remember Logan had gone missing the previous day.

"Morning Carlos." Logan said back, sitting down at the table.

"Are you okay?" Carlos grabbed some toast and sat down next to Logan. Logan sighed and slid the paper towards him. "What are you…Dude, that's you!" Carlos yelled, looking at the picture of Logan and Sarah.

Logan nodded. "Yep, that's me. Guess I'm some sort of hero." He said, taking another bite of his cereal.

Carlos opened the paper and began reading.

"Are you reading the paper?" James asked as he also came out for breakfast.

"Logan's a hero!" Carlos yelled, running over to James and handing him the paper.

"What? No way." He grabbed the paper and began reading it. "Dude, this is huge!" He ran over to the table, where Logan was blushing behind an embarrassed smile.

"It's not the big of a deal." Logan said.

James punched his arm. "Not a big deal? Dude, you you rescued a girl from 2 kidnappers! That's a huge deal! How did you do it?"

"How do who do what?" Kendall asked sleepily as he came down the swirly slide.

"Logan's a hero!" Both James and Carlos yelled.

"What?" Kendall ran over a picked up the news paper, reading at an impossible speed. "So that's where you were." Kendall sighed.

Logan nodded. "Sorry. I just was in a bad mood and then you guys came in yelling about something and I really just didn't want to bother with it, so I left and…became hero." He said with a small laugh.

Kendall threw the newspaper back on the table before pulling Logan into a hug. Logan looked at James and Carlos, confused. They did do but joined in the hug.

"Uhh, why am I being hugged?" Logan asked.

The three boys let go of him and Kendall looked at Logan. "Because you're a hero! I would have never thought out little Logie would one day be a hero!"

"Ummm…is that supposed to be a compliment?" Logan asked. Kendall started laughing. Soon James and Carlos started too. Logan just stared at Kendall. "I gotta get new friends." Logan said before laughing too.

Ugh, I know. It was pretty bad. Sorry, I just… ugh! At least it's not storming, I no longer have a headache, and I slept from 9 a.m. to 2 p.m.

Okay, so the red book I have Logan reading is "The Red Pyramid" by Rick Riordan (The amazing author of the Percy Jackson series) and Carter is one of the main characters in that book. Landon is a character from another one of my stories "Logan is always full of surprises" in which Logan had been writing a short story, Landon was a character of that story. Read that story to get more details, more or less.

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Ella!