A/N: Hola! Thanks to everyone who reviewed; I'm feeling more like I made the right choice in participating, lol. (plus, it was a bit of a bonding experiance for Steven and I.)

anyways, story-wise, I like this chapter a lot: it gives a lot of information, which I know a lot of you are eager to know, but it still keeps a lot of secrets in the shadows. ;P

so without further ado, THE FIC...

When they got to the movie theater, the boys wanted to see one movie, while the girls wanted to see a different one all together, so they decided to split up.

"So we're going to see 'Super Heroes'?" Michael asked, as the boys were in the restroom.

"Yeah, this should certainly be interesting." Logan laughed, trying to forget the uncomfortable situation he was placed in earlier.

"I'm not all that excited to see it, honestly." Chase frowned, washing his hands. The three left the restroom just as the girls were leaving for their theater.

"You'd rather see the chick flick the girls are watching?" Logan smiled. Chase looked at the ground.

"Oh my god!" Logan nearly screeched. Chase jumped.

"What?" He asked, defensively.

"You like chic-flicks!" Logan gawked. There was something he didn't know about Chase.

"No, no. I wouldn't say like, just…" Chase seemed to struggle for words. Logan just laughed.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." He laughed again.

"But let's not watch Super heroes." Chase frowned.

"Oh! How about 'Prom night'?" Michael asked, looking at the poster. Logan shuddered.

"Yeah! That looks like it'll be really scary!" Chase grinned.

"Uh, I don't know." Logan said quietly. It hit a little close to home…

"Aw, is wittle Wogan afwaid of a wittle scawy movie?" Michael teased.

"No, it just looks lame." Logan scoffed, once again, feeling slightly thankful towards his years of acting.

"Well, I heard it was really good, so come on!" Michael walked up to the front counter, and exchanged tickets.

"Let's go!" He grinned, already walking to the theater. Chase rolled his eyes, but followed anyways. Logan hesitated, before sighing. He was a big boy, he could do this. He followed after them into the theater.

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"Hey, before the movie starts…" Dakoda started, biting her lip tenderly.

"Do you think I could talk to you, Lola?" She asked, running a hand through her long hair.

"Oh. Uh sure." Lola stood up, and the two girls walked outside their theater, stopping a more-or-less private spot.

"About your…er, cousin." Dakoda started.

"Oh! Yes!" Lola smiled, trying her best to seem like everything was normal.

"I was wondering if you could maybe not bring him up again." Dakoda looked at Lola, a cold look in her eyes.

"Uhm…" Lola stuttered. Dakoda was kind of scary…

"Why?" Maybe if Dakoda could just out right tell her, she would let her help…

"I'm gay." Dakoda smiled, and shrugged. Lola's jaw dropped. Now, she knew that wasn't true… she laughed, involuntary. Dakoda was willing to let Lola think she was the one who was gay to protect her brother. And Lola had to admit… Dakoda was an excellent actress.

"Seriously." Dakoda frowned. Lola looked at her.

"I know the real reason." Lola started

"And I kind of admire you for being able to put that all on yourself." Lola paused.

"But I was only trying to help." She shrugged. Dakoda looked at her hard, trying to figure if she knew the real reason or not.

"The movie's probably going to start any minute, let's not keep everyone waiting." Dakoda derailed, and smiled falsely.

"I'll be there soon, I'm just going to buy a drink." Lola fake-smiled back.

"I'll meet you in there." She waved, and stood in line for her drink, thinking. Maybe it would have been better just to pretend to believe Dakoda…

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The movie was barely fifteen minutes in, when Logan nearly stormed out. Chase and Michael looked at each other, before Michael shrugged.

"He probably just needs some time alone." He whispered.

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Lola looked up at the clock, not wanting to miss too much of the movie, when she saw Logan walk past her. She frowned. Was he ok?

She followed him, all thoughts of a soda forgotten, and saw him sit down on the bench outside. She walked over to him, and sat down next to him.

"You ok?" She asked. He jumped, and looked at her, before quickly turning away.

"I'm fine." He said, between gritted teeth. Lola's jaw dropped. Had he been…. Was he crying?

"Ok." Lola stayed there. She knew he knew she didn't believe him. But… if he wanted to talk, he would. And even if he didn't want to talk to her, he might ask her to get Dakoda.

"Aren't you missing you're movie?" Logan asked, a minute or two later.

"That's ok. It's just a movie." She shrugged. There was a long pause.

"When Dakoda and my parent's met…" He started softly. Lola looked at him. She still couldn't see his face, but…

"Stephanie was just in high school." Logan was telling Lola something… trusting her…

"Dad was two years older. A freshmen in collage. Stephanie's parents were horrible to her when they found out she was pregnant. Kicked her out… …Dad didn't understand. He tried to take care of her when she was pregnant, but she moved out right after having us. They just couldn't stay in love. They were too different." He continued, now looking up at the sky.

"Dad raised us, with our… I guess you could call her a nanny… Jamie. Dad and Jamie eventually got married, and Jamie raised us more than anyone. We saw Stephanie almost every month, for a day. She'd always take us to the park." He smiled lightly. Why was he telling Lola all this anyway?

"She really didn't have enough money to take care of us... so that's all the time she would be able to see us for. Anyways… Dad cheated on Jamie when Dakoda and I were just ten. He was having an affair with one of my teachers, Mr. Fitz." Lola gaped. Logan's dad was gay…? Or, uhm, bi?

"When Jamie found out, she left, and Dad and Mr. Fitz went to Canada and got married. Mr. Fitz told us just to call him Bert." Logan shuddered.

"We had to live with him for two years before…" Logan stopped.

"Sorry." He stood up, and looked at Lola.

"I should get back to the movie." Logan said, scratching his neck.

"No, it's not… We… all of us… care about you, Logan." Lola half-whispered.

"You can talk to any one of us with anything." She frowned. He had been going through all this alone all these years. And Logan had always seemed so carefree, and stuck-up… Logan half smiled, before walking back into the theater, leaving Lola on the bench. There was so much she had learned about Logan in just the last twenty-four hours… and the rest of the gang remained completely oblivious.

A/N: but now I must go before my parents find out I'm on the computer... (;:is grounded:;) Please review!