Okay, I'm not at all proud of this. In fact, I think it's horrible. But I guess it's up to you guys to judge. So… feel free to judge. Ask questions. Request. Anything. Seriously, it'll make my life 100 times easier if you request something to happen in the story. Want an awkward Kogan moment? I'll do it! You want Georgia to- wait, if I say that, it'll give away what happens later. Guess you'll have to read to see what I'm talking about!

"Oww! Be careful with that, Logie!" Taylor hisses. She's currently sitting atop the bathroom counter of the Knight's house while Logan stands in front of her. A first-aid kit sits on the toilet (which has the lid down) while he tends to the blonde girl's wound.

"Sorry, Ted."

"How'd you bust your knee open like that anyways?" a voice asks from the doorway.

"James, go downstairs with Carlos," Logan deadpans. "Do you want a repeat of the Camorelli incident of '07?"

"Fiiiine." The sound of footsteps stomping down the stairs can be heard as Logan continues to clean up his friend's wound.

"How did you bust you knee open?" Logan asks, curious.

"While we were walking up the steps to the front door, I fell and hit my knee on the concrete," she tells him.

"Ouch."

"Yeah, no kidding." There's silence in the bathroom after that. Taylor watches as her smart friend puts down his small bottle of alcohol and picks up a roll of gauze. She sighs as she surveys the room boredly before her eyes once again fall on Logan. "You like Kendall," she suddenly blurts. Logan stiffens noticeably at the words.

"No." It comes out harsher than necessary, but Taylor doesn't let it faze her.

"Yes, you do. And he likes you back, but neither of you will do a damned thing about it. Why?"

"Because neither of us can be gay!" Logan says louder than he intends. His eyes flick to the door, his eyebrows knitting together before flashing back to Taylor. Or her knee at least. He finishes bandaging it quickly before stepping back. "Done. You can go now," he says. His voice holds no emotion, but Taylor knows him enough to know he's putting up a front.

"Don't think this conversation is over," she warns, jumping down from the counter.

"It is over."

"Not if I have anything to say about it."

"Hey, guys!" Kendall calls from the loveseat as he watches Logan and Taylor walk down the stairs. He immediately senses something off about them, but quickly brushes it off. If they wanted to talk about it, then they would. "What took you so long?" the blond boy asks. "You missed the beginning of the Wilds versus Ducks game!"

"Sorry," Logan says, sitting beside Kendall, who wraps his arm around him casually. "I just had trouble getting Ted's bandage to stick."

"Yup…" Taylor trails off awkwardly.

Kendall sees through them immediately, but decides not to question it. "Glad you got it to work. Do you need any pain killers, Ted?"

"Nah, I'm good. Logie bear used that boo-boo spray and made it alllll better," she says with a childish grin. She's still standing. Carlos takes notice of this and motions her over. "There's no room," Taylor says.

"Lay across our laps?" Georgia suggests kindly. Taylor smiles appreciatively and quickly lays down, happy to get off her wounded leg. Her feet end up in James' lap, her waist in Georgia's, and finally her head in Carlos' lap. The Latino smiles down at her, which she returns gratefully. Suddenly, Kendall's loud cheers fill the room.

"YES! FIRST POINT TO THE WILD!"

Taylor laughs. "You're such a dork, Kenny."

"Shush. I am 160 pounds of pure awesomeness."

"Keep telling yourself that, big guy," Logan says, patting his back awkwardly.

"Screw you."

Yeah, I wish.

"I can't believe we're packing again!" Katie exclaims happily. She stands in the middle of her bedroom, surveying the purple walls and white furniture that filled it.

"I can't believe you're making me pack for you," Kendall replies with a huff. Katie rolls her eyes.

"We had a bet and you lost. Now you have to pay the price."

"I was seriously convinced that the Wilds would win that game!"

"Well, that's what you get for having faith in this frozen tundra of a state," Katie shoots back, smug.

"Hey, don't act like you don't love the snow!" Kendall exclaims.

"And who doesn't love the snot icicles that stick to your face during the cold months?" Katie replies sarcastically.

"Well, maybe that's not so glamorous. But what about when we get to drive the Zamboni over the lake when it freezes over? You love that!" Kendall points out.

"Are you trying to convince me to stay here and not go to LA with you?" Katie asks.

"No, not at all!" Kendall assures. "I'm just saying, there's a lot to love about Minnesota."

"Yeah, I guess. I'm gonna miss our house, but 2J was sweeeet!"

Just then, Mrs. Knight peeps into the room. "Are you two almost ready to go yet? We need to get going if we want to make it to the airport in time."

"Yeah, mom. I'm almost done packing," Katie says.

"You mean I'm almost done packing for you," Kendall corrects.

"Details…" Katie waves him off, earning an eye roll from her big brother.

Kendall zips up Katie's duffel before throwing the strap over his shoulder. "Done!" he announces.

"Great, now let's get going. We still need to pick everyone up." Mrs. Knight says.

"I can't believe it! This has to be a dream. No one pinch me," Katie says happily. Kendall goes to pinch her, resulting in his hand being swatted away. Mrs. Knight makes a move to leave, before coming back and giving Kendall a weird look.

"Why are you still in your PJ's?" she asks.

"Oh, we're all going to wear PJ's to the airport. It'll be comfier."

"Okay then…"

"PJ dance party!" Taylor cheers as she climbs into the Knight's family van.

"I don't think we can really dance in here," Kendall says from the passenger seat with a smirk.

"Don't cramp my style, Ken."

"Cramp your style? I haven't heard that since the 80's," Mrs. Knight says with a smile. Kendall cackles.

"Heh heh. You sound like the Wicked Witch of the West when you laugh, Ken," Carlos says, giggling. Kendall immediately stops laughing and turns to glare at the Latino.

"At least I don't smell like a freaking corndog all day," he shoots back.

"AT LEAST I HAVE NORMAL EYEBROWS!" Carlos yells. (1)

"Dude, you did not just go there," Kendall growls.

"I did," Carlos says with a grin.

"When we get out of this van," Kendall begins calmly, "I am going to kill you."

"We're here!" Mama Knight announces, parking the van. Carlos takes his time getting out while everyone else rushes out. James suddenly turns to Taylor, raising his eyebrows.

"Taylor, how the frack are you not freezing your ass off right now?" he asks, gesturing to her shorts and cut-off blouse.

"I'm too hot for Minnesota weather. Duh. Mini-sodie can't touch this." The blonde says, before trying to bust out her moves. Georgia snickers before restraining her weird friend.

"Don't hurt yourself, Ted," the British girl says, pinning the girl's arms behind her back.

"You're just jealous that you can't get under my umbrella."

"Uh-huh, sure."

"I'M GOING TO CUT YOUR BALLS OFF AND SHOVE THEM DOWN YOUR THROAT!" Kendall suddenly yells before tackling Carlos. The Latino remains unfazed, rolling over so he's on top of the blond boy.

"NOT BEFORE I SHOVE MY FOOT SO FAR UP YOUR ASS I COULD WEAR YOU AS A SHOE!" Now, people are starting to give them weird looks and Mama Knight is shaking her head and mumbling something about an aspirin.

"James, separate them," Logan orders, pushing the tall boy closer to the two tussling friends.

"Uh, no way I'm getting into that," he responds, shaking his head and Logan sighs because, really. It's always him that has to save his friends from killing each other. But he's used to it, so he sighs again.

"Fine, I guess I'll just commit suicide now. See ya in hell," he says before throwing himself into the dust cloud of flailing limbs and black eyes.

"Let go of me, Carlos!" Kendall yells, as the cloud of dust grows bigger when he struggles to get out of his friends grasp. James, Georgia, Taylor, and Katie simultaneously tilt their heads to the side.

"I thought that only happened in cartoons," Katie says as weird sound effects are emitted from the dust cloud. She's pretty sure she heard a wailing cat somewhere in the mix, and she knows for sure that there are no cats near the airport.

"Me too," James, Georgia, and Taylor chorus together. Suddenly, there's a shout from the cloud before Carlos and Kendall are tossed out by an angry looking Logan.

"Why can't you two be normal, civil people with fully functional brains for once?!" he yells, waving his arms back and forth angrily.

"Uhh…" the two guilty boys say dumbly.

"If this happens again, I will happily castrate you and sell your manly parts on eBay," Logan warns. Kendall feels his eye twitch in fear and Carlos lets out a startled yelp, his hands reaching down to protect his manhood.

"You wouldn't," Carlos whispers threateningly, narrowing his eyes.

"Would you like to test that theory?" Logan asks, quirking an eyebrow at his eccentric friend. Carlos shakes his head fervently. "That's what I thought. Now let's get into the goddamn airplane before it takes off without us."

Mama Knight nods in agreement because she knows if they don't, bad stuff might happen. After all, everyone's on edge over the fact that this plan might not even work. They all file into the airport and have their bags checked quickly.

Unfortunately, their run (jog) does not go as smoothly as hoped. Even though it's pretty early in the morning, the airport is fucking crowded. If you asked Kendall how crowded it was, he'd say in a cheap imitation of Logan's old Texan accent, "More crowded than a can of sardines". People were being shoved from pillar to post as everyone rushed around to do whatever they needed to do.

They had almost reached the sitting area to wait for their plane to begin boarding when someone running by with a rolling suitcase tripped Georgia, causing her to lose her footing and fall.

Right into James.

The pretty boy immediately caught the British girl before she hit the floor. She looked up at him with a sheepish smile and whispered a shy "Sorry".

"Don't be," James replied, smiling. Georgia was waiting for him to let go since everyone was waiting and their friends were watching, but he didn't. In fact, he did the exact opposite. Pulling the girl closer, James leaned in carefully before gently kissing her. He had no idea what the hell possessed him to do so, but he wasn't questioning it. It took Georgia a second to realize what was happening before she responded, kissing James back.

"Well," Carlos said, dropping his bag. "There's only one thing left for me to do."

"What's that?" Kendall asked, taking his eyes off of the kissing couple to look at his energetic friend.

"This," Carlos answered. He suddenly grabbed Taylor (gently, of course), dipping her just like they do in the movies before kissing her. To say she was shocked would be an understatement. It took her a moment to take in what was going on before she allowed herself to close her eyes and revel in the fact that her long-time crush was finally kissing her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer as they continued kissing until-

Thud!

"Uhh, oops," Taylor said sheepishly, looking up at Carlos, who was now on top of her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to pull you down with me like that."

"It's fine, Ted," Carlos said, gently kissing her nose. Taylor let out a happy sigh.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting you to do that."

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that."

"Aww..!" Kendall and Logan cooed.

"Well, four of our friends are now dating within our little realm," Kendall announced. Katie rolled her eyes.

"Teenagers…" the young girl mumbled.

"Don't worry," James began, finally pulling away from Georgia. "One day you'll be just as love-sick as us."

"Pshh, yeah right. And Kendall has a normal nose," Katie shot back sarcastically.

"Hey!" Kendall exclaimed, his hand shooting up to cover his nose self-consciously.

"Okay, enough teen drama!" Mama Knight declared. "Let's just sit down and wait for the fli-"

"Flight 231 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding."

"Here we go."

(1) I was originally going to have Carlos shout "AT LEAST I WEAR PANTS!" but then I decided that sounded stupid and made Kendall sound like a pervy nudist.

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