(A/N): Another chapter up! I wanted this up last night, but I kind of fell asleep… Stupid sickness making me weak. Thank you to oOo KitKat oOo for reviewing the last chapter! I still don't own the hot guys known as Big Time Rush, nor their show, nor the episode Big Time Break of said show which is a part of this chapter and a little of the next one.

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Chapter 9: This Feels Really Weird…

Logan and Katrina walked into Eastwood School for Girls and Logan sucked in his breath as they got closer to the security guard.

"Relax," Katrina whispered to him, "You'll be fine." He gave a nervous laugh as he and Katrina passed her. Katrina led him to her locker and stopped there.

"What kind of school is this anyways?" Logan asked, remembering to keep his voice high.

"A private school," Katrina answered, "Each day we have different classes. I like it cause we have more time to work on the homework, but the classes are longer than in public school." She stuffed her backpack into her locker, closed it and smiled at him, "Ready for dance?"

"I'm always ready to dance," Logan spun on his shoes in a complete circle. He held out his arm for Katrina to take.

Katrina looked around the hallway before leaning in to whisper, "Remember you're a girl."

"Oh, right," Logan lowered his arm. In his disappointment, he had lowered his voice.

"Voice!" Katrina hissed.

"Right!" Logan brought his pitch up again.

"You're lucky I'm here. Now, come on!" Katrina began leading the way down the hallway, Logan trying his best to keep up with her.

"Katrina, who's this?" The teacher in the middle of the room asked. They were in a room with wood flooring and mirrors for walls. Logan was looking around the room at all of the girls who had already paired off and some were already working on the Salsa.

"Sorry Professor," Katrina started, "This is Lo-" She coughed for a second, "Loretta. Yeah, Loretta. She's an old friend thinking of coming here next year and wanted to see what it was like."

The professor stayed quiet, blinking at the two teenagers for a second. Then she said, "I didn't know you were capable of having friends." Katrina looked insulted, but before she could say anything, the professor went on, "I guess it's okay. Just make sure she doesn't cause any trouble. She looks odd." It was Logan's turn to look insulted. "I'm guessing you two will be paired up then. Good. We have an odd number today anyways." She turned to the rest of the class. "Everyone watch as my partner and I show you what to do."

Grabbing the other adult in the room, the professor led her through intricate movements that left most of the class confused. The professor seemed to not realize the level of the dance was much too high for the class to handle. She finished and turned to the class, "Now, everyone dance!" Pairs flew together as most of the girls did as much of the dance as they could, which mainly included spinning in circles.

Logan held out his hand which Katrina took. He put his other hand around her waist as she placed her other one on his shoulder. He smiled at her before they began gliding around the room.

"What's wrong with your professor?" Logan asked Katrina. He didn't need to worry about keeping his voice high because the noise level in the room was too loud for anyone to notice his words.

"Yeah, we've all decided she's crazy," Katrina answered. "It's fine though. She doesn't grade us on our dancing. We just have to show up. Easiest class I've ever had to take."

"That's good, I guess," Logan responded. The duo stayed quiet after that, Logan spinning Katrina around the room. Suddenly, Logan put Katrina into a dip. She laughed as he brought her back up, closer than she had been before. Their faces were inches apart and they had stopped their spinning.

"This feels really weird," Logan and Katrina spoke together. The awkwardness settled in and the two broke apart. Logan started to itch his neck and Katrina began playing with her fingers. They avoided each other's eyes.

Luckily, they didn't have to feel uncomfortable for long. The professor blew a whistle and the class settled down to stare at her.

"Okay, class," the professor addressed them, "I've seen enough of your pathetic attempts at dancing today. Next week, we'll be trying some Broadway. I suggest you at least watch some musicals at home before coming here. Goodbye." The students raced for the door, Katrina and Logan getting pulled out into the hallway with them.

Katrina looked over at Logan to see that his wig had somehow turned around. She quickly fixed it.

"Thanks," Logan noted, his voice back to the high pitch.

"No problem," Katrina shrugged, "I need to stop by my locker real quick and then we can head over to the math lecture, okay?" Logan nodded and Katrina led the way.

Logan and Katrina arrived at the door for the math lecture. They handed their tickets to the person collecting them and then took their seats inside.

Not much later, Phoebe Nachee walked in to applause from the class. Logan clapped loudly, but Katrina clapped half-heartedly. She was watching Logan during the clapping, eyebrows raised at his enthusiasm.

"She's so gorgeous," Logan mentioned. Katrina's eyebrows went higher and her jaw dropped a little. Other girls around them turned to stare at Logan. He caught his mistake, "Smart! I mean she's really smart." This seemed okay for the other girls because they turned away.

"Be careful," Katrina whispered to Logan. He nodded, showing that he heard it, but he had a smile plastered on his face. She stared at him for a second before she joined the others paying attention to their teacher.

"Now," Phoebe began her lecture, "Let's start with the Pythagorean theorem. A groundbreaking equation, even though it was discovered by a boy."

Logan's smile left his face as Katrina spoke under all the laughter, "Oh no. She's one of those teachers."

"I mean," Phoebe continued, "Just between us girls, it's a known fact. Boys are not as smart as girls." She joined in with the laughter this time, while Katrina turned to look at Logan, hoping he wouldn't do something stupid.

But he did. He held up his hand, calling out, "Excuse me!" In his own voice. When all attention turned to him, he cleared his throat before speaking in a higher voice, "Excuse me. I don't think that's a very fair statement because some boys are very smart." He was surrounded by laughter from the girls as Katrina looked around the room, trying to find a way to stop Logan from going any further or to find an escape from the disaster she knew was coming.

"Oh please," Phoebe responded, "I've yet to meet one boy who fully understands my book."

Katrina stared as Logan began to get up. She started to make slashing movements with her hand across her neck, trying to signal for him to stop. He ignored her, held up the book and continued, "Yeah. Well. Um, hmm, that's crazy because I understood it and-" He slammed the book down on his desk and pulled off his wig, "I'm a boy!" Ending the sentence with his normal voice.

"Oh no," Katrina mumbled as everyone gasped. She grabbed her head and put it down on her desk, protecting it with her arms.

"Oh yeah," Logan taunted the class, "What do you girls think about that? You like that? You like that?"

Suddenly, all the girls stood up and stared at him. Logan backed down, "So you don't like that."

The girls all pointed, yelling, "BOY!" Katrina, at this point, lowered herself to under her desk and crawled out of the attack zone.

"What? Where?" Logan responded in his high pitched voice, leaning down to pick up the wig and put it on sloppily. "Cause I'm a girl and boys are stupid." He screamed when the girls attacked him.

Katrina popped up safely outside of the mob of girls attacking Logan. She looked over at the door to the hallway longingly for a second before looking to where Logan was screaming for help. Glancing back and forth for a few seconds, her gaze eventually stayed on the girls and Logan. Shaking her head and stomping her foot, she spoke, "Damn it! I do care!" She cracked her knuckles, took a deep breath and then dove into the group. Pulling girl after girl off of him, Katrina got closer and closer to the mauled boy. Each girl she pulled off backed away from the scene, staring at the girl that was rescuing the boy.

Once Logan was free, Katrina pulled him onto his feet by the neck of his dress. "You're so stupid." She hissed at him. Suddenly, she seemed to notice that everyone else in the room was staring at her. Katrina looked around the room for a second before her eyes settled back on Logan.

All that could be heard in the room was a loud smack as Katrina's hand went across Logan's face. He began to complain, but Katrina interrupted him, "How dare you pretend to be girl! You've been tricking me all these years! How could you do that?" She turned to Phoebe, "Do you mind if I take care of this idiot?"

"Be my guest," Phoebe smiled at the girl.

"Thanks," Katrina quickly gathered her and Logan's stuff before she pulled Logan out of the room by the neck of his dress.

Outside of the classroom, she let him go and stuffed his things into his arms. She quickly began walking away to the exit, but stopped when she realized that Logan could barely walk. Going back, she let him put his arm around her shoulders and put her own arm around his waist to help support him out of the building.

"Why did you slap me?" Logan asked.

"I still have to come back to school tomorrow," Katrina told him, "If it looked like I supported you, I'd be given hell by the rest of them."

"Oh," Logan considered it, "Makes sense."

"Yep. Now let's get you home." Katrina and Logan stumbled around as they made their way to the Palm Woods.

(A/N): Finishing the episode in this chapter didn't feel right. So, I'll finish it in the next one! I see some sparks flying between Katrina and Logan! What will the other guys think of this? And she admitted that she cares! Not to the guys, but it's a start.

And here are the choices for the voting contest again:

1. A girl bully.

2. A boyfriend for Brandon.

3. A stray animal.

4. A boyfriend for Katrina.

Confused? Check out chapter 7's end notes! Until the next chapter, happy reading and don't forget to vote!