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Thursday, Carlos and Kendall were finally off suspension. Since they were forced to spend so much time together, the two boys had become close friends. The same could be said for James and Logan. Logan came over to James's house every day after school. He had finally found his cat with a litter of kittens behind the library. Logan promised one of the kittens to James.

In English class, the teacher told Carlos that he would have to get the notes from someone. After class, James approached him. "Hey, Carlos. You can borrow my notes if you want to."

"Thanks, James," said Carlos. James handed Carlos his notebook. Carlos shoved it into his backpack, and then he turned around to walk away. Suddenly, he stopped and turned around. "Why are you talking to me all of a sudden?"

"Well, I just thought that we could be friends, since neither of us really don't have any friends. I mean, I have Logan, but that's about it," explained James.

Carlos nodded slowly. "Kendall and I are kind of friends now."

"You could have another friend." James smiled. He held his hand out.

Carlos shook James's hand, smiling back. "What do you have next period?"

"Science. It's right across the hall from your history class," answered James. "We can walk together."

And with that, Carlos and James walked upstairs to their respective second period classes.

Elsewhere, Kendall sat down next to Logan in the health classroom. He and Logan had never spoken a word to each other, even though they always seemed to sit near each other in the classes they had together. Kendall, being the jerk he was, always copied Logan's answers and got amazing grades.

Logan's pencil rolled off his desk and fell to the floor. Kendall picked it up and handed it to the smaller boy. Logan smiled. "Thanks, K-Kendall."

"No problem," said Kendall shortly.

A few minutes later, the health teacher assigned partners. She put Kendall and Logan together.

They had to make a poster showing how to properly wash your hands. Kendall shook his head and laughed lightly. "That's dumb. Everyone knows how to wash their hands."

"Yeah, but n-not everyone knows th-that, um, you have to use w-warm water and a-antibacterial soap every, um, time," explained Logan.

"Oh. Okay. Well, I suck at the facts, but I'm good at drawing. I'll provide the pictures and you provide the steps. Deal?"

"D-deal."

"Cool." Kendall nodded and started drawing on a piece of unlined paper the teacher had given him and the other students.

At lunch, Carlos sat down at James and Logan's table. Logan looked up and smiled. "I'm g-glad you're, um, joining us."

"Thanks," said Carlos. "Hey, I know someone who could help you with that stutter. I used to have one when I was little, only it was in Spanish."

Logan nodded. "Th-thank you, C-Carlos. That'd be, um, great."

"So Carlos, is Kendall going to be joining us, or no?" asked James.

Carlos shrugged. "I told him to sit with us, but he still has his head stuck up Dylan's butt. Less than before, but…"

Carlos trailed off. For a few minutes, it was completely silent at the table. Then Kendall sat down, breaking the silence. "Hey guys."

"H-hi," stuttered Logan.

James just gave a little wave. Kendall narrowed his bushy eyebrows and leaned in close to Carlos. He whispered, "I don't think James likes me."

"Just give them a little time," Carlos whispered back.

Kendall smiled at James and Logan. "So what's up guys?"

"N-nothing," said Logan.

James just shrugged.

"Okay, sorry, but I have to say it," started Kendall. "What is your problem with me?"

"You are obsessed with the biggest lughead in school. True, he's popular, but to get popular, he had to be a jerk to people like us three." James indicated himself, Logan, and Carlos. "I remember back in the first grade, when you were friends with a certain chubby kid. Oh yeah! That was me! And then you abandoned me to become popular with Dylan Slate! That is my problem with you!"

"Wait. That-that was…you?" Kendall asked.

"Yeah! Yeah, it was me!" said James loudly.

Kendall's face turned red. He stared down at his tray. "Now I feel horrible. I'm so sorry, James. I didn't mean to just abandon you like that. It's just, everyone has a dream, and I dreamed of being popular, so I made it happen."

James crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the floor. "I accept your apology. All that really matters is that we're gonna be friends again."

"Right," smiled Kendall. Kendall looked at Logan. "Did you finish the steps for the poster?"

Logan nodded. "Y-yes I did."

Kendall smiled. "That's great. I can't get my drawings exactly right. The hands look weird."

"They d-don't have to be p-perfect," said Logan.

"I know. It'll just bother me if they aren't perfect. Or close to perfect, anyways."

Logan nodded. "Wh-whatever you say."

After lunch, Carlos and James had the same class, study hall, so they walked there together. When they sat down, James asked, "So, do you really think Kendall is being sincere?"

"Yeah. I really think so," said Carlos.

James nodded. "Alright. I'm just saying, but he already stabbed me in the back once. What's stopping him from doing it to you?"

"Oh my gosh! It was the first grade! Get over it!" yelled Carlos.

James stared at his desk for a moment, then started laughing. Carlos narrowed his eyebrows. "What? What's so funny?"

"I was just remembering how badly you sucked at talking back then. It was like…Spanglish or something. And your accent was impossible," laughed James.

Carlos hit James's chest with the back of his hand. "Not funny! It's not my fault my parents decided to move me up here when I could only speak Spanish!"

James nodded. "It's still funny."

Carlos rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

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