Gotta love BaronofDenmark. =] He is a cool dude lol and he wrote me a cargan story comprised of letters. So here is his kames with an evil Logan ;). And everyone must go read his stories!

Backstage Discovery

For the last ten years or so, Kendall and Logan coordinated their class schedules to match each other. Even in the first grade, Logan cried at the principal to switch Kendall into the smart, gifted class just so they can be together. It's not a bond of cliché love, just a strong connection between a doctor to be and an aspiring hockey player. Best buds. Besties to the end. Whatever they are called, they are never less than inseparable.

"Kendall, I heard the new documentary tonight is really good." Logan states, tempting the blonde to come over for one of their weekly movie night. "The Discovery channel is having a three hour talk about the mating season of the rare platypuses."

As tempting as science and the discovery channel are to Kendall, which are never tempting, he never said no to Logan. It's just a friend thing. The time they spend together is good regardless of the activity but today, other interests perk the blonde's attention.

"Sorry Logain but I can't today. I have some work to do." Kendall evidently lies, rubbing the back of his neck. Logan notices.

"Work? On a Tuesday? You work weekends and Monday." Logan adds; his photographic memory holds everything he knows. Even if he takes a quick peek at something, it is stored in his memory forever.

"Well today I am working over time. I need the extra cash and stuff. You know, how can I be independent if I still live off my mom's salary?" Kendall explains nicely, even though skeptically Logan thinks he is hiding something.

They never hid secrets before. Logan knows Kendall like the back of his hand. He wants to be a hockey player and hate actor, people who are paid to be fake. And that is basically Kendall. Nothing is hidden, nothing is a secret. Everything is opened to his brunette friend.

"But we never cancel on each other when there is a documentary on the discovery channel. It is our thing." Logan shrieks.

"Logan. Come on. It is just one night." Kendall pats both his shoulders. "I think you can survive without me for one night."

Logan sighs at Kendall's wink. Maybe he is right. It is one night and Logan has been wanting alone time. But best friends don't do this to each other. Maybe Kendall is lying and he is joining a cult or worst he has a boyfriend. No. It can't be. Kendall promised to be single with Logan until college and last time he checked they are sophomores in high school.

"Logan?" Kendall shakes him out of his trance. "One night and that is all I am asking... for now." He whispers the last two guilt filled words.

"Fine Kendall. Just don't have too much fun without me." Logan sighs again, depress at the fact Kendall is ditching him out of the blue but Logan has to be a good friend and let Kendall have his night even though he doesn't want to.

"Thank you, thank you!" He kisses Logan's cheek, causing the nerd to giggle profusely. "I bet you will have fun watching the beavers mate." Kendall says before running down the hallway to his next class.

"It's a platypus and they don't do very much." Logan jokes, wiping his wet cheek. He smiles at his friend's token of their friendship before walking to the lunchroom. It wasn't like Logan is in love with Kendall but they are as close as soul mates. They've been there for each other. Logan helped Kendall when his father passed away and Kendall helped Logan get a date, not a good date but a date nonetheless. It's just a good feeling to have a friend like Kendall.

In the lunchroom

Logan reads his book silently, his tray of food untouched. He is completely engrossed by the beautiful words of William Shakespeare's Mid Summer's Night. What a wonderful book of lust, love and jealousy. To love someone but to not be loved back. These are the types of books Logan loves... to the point where food is forgotten no matter how starving the boy gets.

"Hi Logie, I can call you Logie right?" A shy boy asks, sliding in the seat across from Logan. A pout rests on his face and a wary almost nervous expression stains his chocolate eyes.

"Yes Carlos." Logan groans. Carlos is a foreign exchanged student who transferred three years ago and has been clinging to Logan ever since the first day. And everyday, forgetfully, he asks if Logan minds the name. Why can't he just leave Logan alone and stop bothering him? The point of have a book in hand is mainly to read but also to show that he is busy and stay away unless you are Kendall then in which case, the book is out the window. "Don't you have something to do or books to read?" Logan asks coldly, making the Latino frown but Logan doesn't care, not like he looks at him anyways.

"I just wanted to talk to you." He blushes, lips quivering. "You are the coolest guy in the school, so I thought..."

"That's nice Carlos." Logan cuts in, rudely. "But I don't care about popularity or coolness. As you can see I rather read a book. So thank you and goodbye."

Carlos looks down, depression clouding his face. "Wait, are you into acting too?" He asks noticing the book Logan is reading.

"What do you mean too?" Logan asks, cocking his eyebrows.

"Well I saw your friend Kendall signed up for the auctions after school and the play is similar to Mid Summer's Night." Surprised and confused, Logan stop reading his book, giving Carlos his full attention. "I mean Kendall's been over James' house every weekend, practicing for the play."

"You're lying!" Logan slams the table, scaring the boy. "Kendall works on the weekend. I know he doesn't. He works every weekend for the last three years."

"But I-I saw him there. James invited me over to play too but..." He blushes, holding back something.

"Kendall would never lie to me. We are more than best friends." Logan denies, gritting his teeth angrily. "Man! I am going to check this out later."

"Ok Logie... but hey did you hear about Chris' party tonight?" Carlos shifts in his seat, his face growing more dominantly red. "Do you maybe want to-"

"No. I am going to the auditorium for the play's tryouts." Logan gathers his things and starts walking away without a goodbye.

"With me?" Carlos sighs at another failed attempt. He rolls around the single meatball on his tray, his head slums down, heavy with defeat.

Auditorium

Back stage, Kendall just finished his audition, panting his lungs out. He doubles over in anxiety, thinking about everything he did wrong. 'Why didn't I belt the last note?' or 'That was not in character!' and other billion critiques shoot through his head. I suck!

Suddenly, a cold, wet bottle of water taps his shoulder. He turns his head around, looks at the smiling tall brunette the hand is connect to. A smile raises to his lip at his friend's caring nature.

"Kendall, you were perfect." He states. "If you went against me for the lead, I would have lost."

Kendall laughs incredulously. "With your looks, charms and incredible verbal skills, I have no chance."

"Maybe." He whispers, pulling Kendall into his arms. "But with your strong body, the blonde soft hair and your flawless lips, I know you'll win. I hope you don't sleep with the producer for the part."

Kendall chuckles, swaying their conjoined hips. Staring into his friend's eyes, all doubts and self critiques disappear. "You have flawless lips, James."

"Oh really?" James sings; Kendall nods. "Maybe we can put them to good use." They lean foreword, closing their eyes into the sweet lock of their perfectly matched lips.

"I love you, James." Kendall whispers into James' ear, lingering his lips afterwards against the smooth dimple. "Do you want to grab something to eat? I'm kind of hungry."

"Are you asking me on a date, Mr. Knight?" James bows his head, acting like a character of the 1500's. "Because I only date the aristocrats."

"Well, I come from the long royal line of the Knights. You bow before your majesty." Kendall puffs his chest, arms bend to his hips. For a second, they stare at each other before they burst on the floor, laughing their butts off.

"God Kendall. You are so corny, it hurts." James leans foreword on Kendall's shoulder. "But sure, I am hungry. Five Napkin Burger?"

Kendall smiles and grabs his hand. "It's a date." They walk through the back stage door and into the blinding light.

The door slowly closes, the tiny ray of light revealing a sliver of a ghostly pale kid standing half behind the curtain, listening to everything the tall couple talked about.

The backpack falls from his shaking hands, as realization flushes through his face. His body waivers, right hand letting go of the velvet covers. His eyes flutters, gloss with a thin film of tear as he can't believe what his friend, his best friend just did.

"How can you do this to me, Kendall?"

Well this is the first chapter. I rated this T but in later chapters it with be M. I will indicate if there is smut so if you like the story but not smut, you can skip the smut only chapters.

I hope you like it Corey ;).

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