Carlos couldn't believe that Jett worked at Six Flags, too.

He had problems with him back in high school, but now he had to let them go in order to keep his job. He just got promoted, for goodness sake!

He got to the Waterfront, and saw Stephanie, and knew he had to tell her, considering Jett gave her trouble too.

"Stephanie" Carlos called in a low voice while he was going over the other employee's timesheets.

"What?"

"Jett works here."

"What?"

"You heard me. Jett works here now"

"But how? Why?"

"He said he was just acting nice at his job interviews, and I know he wants to cause trouble for us, so if you see him, try to not to do anything."

"Does he work in Food Service?" Stephanie asked fearfully.

"No. Ride Ops."

"Good. We can still have fun here."

"Yup."

A few hours later, two other Leads took over for Carlos and Stephanie, while they were on their lunch break.

"You never told me why Jett gave you such a hard time in high school" Stephanie said matter-of-factly as she sat down.

Carlos then told her why Jett gave him a hard time.

"It was before I realized I was gay. Middle school, to be exact."

"What happened between you and Jett in middle school?"

"Let me tell you something about Jett Stetson. We were best friends in middle school. I know, right? It's so embarrassing. I don't even... Whatever. So then in eighth grade, I started joining academic clubs to talk to a girl who was really gorgeous but then she moved to Indiana, and Jett was weirdly jealous of her. Like, if I would blow him off to hang out with Kylie, he'd be like, "Why didn't you call me back?" And I'd be like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?" So then, for my birthday party, which was a pool party, I was like, "Jett, I can't invite you, because I think you're turning into a jerk." I mean I couldn't have a jerk at my party. There were gonna be all the nice guys and girls there. I mean, right? He was a JERK. So then his mom called my mom and started yelling at her, it was so retarded. And then he dropped out of school because no one would talk to him, and he came back in the fall for high school, all of his hair was cut short and he was totally weird, and now I guess he hates me."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I just hope he doesn't come here."

"But on the bright side, we have the closing shift, which means he'll be gone when we clock out."

"Yup. Thank God."

Before they knew it, it was now almost 8pm and Carlos, Stephanie, and Randy were the only employees with authority there.

There were also five other non-authority employees there named Angelica, Ryan, Brian, Jessica, and Phillip who were all scheduled for the closing shift.

Stephanie was restacking cups near the cash register, when a song she knew Carlos liked started playing on the radio.

It was Don't Wanna Miss A Thing by Aerosmith.

"Carlos! Song you like!" Stephanie said to him while was wiping the counters.

"Everybody sing and the next song, I'll sing by myself." Carlos said smiling.

"Cool. I've never heard you actually sing solo. Everyone just randomly sings backup when one person starts singing." Randy said.

"Wait, I have to get this on video."

Then everybody started to sing.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing

"Got it!" Randy said smiling at putting the video on Facebook tagging Carlos.

"Okay, Carlos, now whatever song comes on next, you're singing on your own." Randy said.

The next song was Everybody Talks by Neon Trees.

For the first time, Carlos sang without anyone joining him.

Hey baby won't you look my way
I can be your new addiction
Hey baby what you gotta say?
All you're giving me is fiction
I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time
I found out that everybody talks
Everybody talks, everybody talks
It started with a whisper
And that was when I kissed her
And then she made my lips hurt
I could hear the chitchat
Take me to your love shack
Mamas always gotta backtrack
When everybody talks back

Randy got that on video, and once again, put it on Facebook and tagged Carlos.

"Wow, Carlos. If you can sing that good, you could possibly be a professional"

"I've been told that, but I'd miss this place too much." Carlos replied laughing.

"Why don't you try be a singer or something?" Jessica asked.

"Actually, my boyfriend suggested joining his band, but he's never heard me sing before."

"I think he wants to." Randy said.

"Your boyfriend Logan, 'liked' both videos I just tagged you in."

"I'm not surprised" Carlos said smiling.

"You should be are official choir lead singer….person" Angelica said.

"Lead singer? Cause I'm a Lead now, and I sing?" Carlos said with a laugh.

"Yeah, Our Lead singer-literally."

"Maybe we could turn off the radio one day, just so I can sing acapella!"

"That would be so cool" Stephanie said.

"But unfortunately, we have no control over the radio turning on or off" Randy said.

"Oh yeah." Carlos said with false sadness in his voice.

A few minutes later he went home, and straight to bed.

The next day, he woke up at 7:00am.

He had work at 1:30, and he decided to go on his morning run with Logan.

As soon as he stepped outside the front door, he saw something he didn't like.

Jett Stetson in his driveway.

"Hey, Carlos." Jett said.

"What do you want?"

"You wanna know why I was a jerk to you in high school?"

"Why?!"

"Because, I'm….bi" Jett said.

"And?"

"I was really confused for a long time, then I realized that I like you"

"Jett, that doesn't change things. I have a boyfriend."

"But you've known me longer! Doesn't that mean anything?" Jett said while grabbing Carlos' shoulders.

"No. Let me go!"

Jett didn't listen and gripped Carlos tighter and suddenly kissed him.

And Logan saw the whole thing.