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This is rated M for future chapters...

Hopefully, the next chapter may be longer...I'll see what I can do

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Logan Mitchell hated his life sometimes. He wasn't suicidal, but his life surely wasn't butterflies and rainbows. He hated the fact that his sister, Megan was so much more confident and optimistic and friendlier than he was, he hated that he had no friends, he hated how he had to move to a new state in his senior year, he hated knowing that the person he was very much in love with would never love him back, and he absolutely, positively hated the fact that he was gay.

As he walked up to the doors of Glades High School, he surely knew that this place was not going to help his obvious situation. Megan and Ryder were walking ahead of him, a fact he was glad of. They had a habit of attracting everyone's attention as soon as they walked into any room, and so Logan gladly lagged behind them. Even if his sister and adopted brother weren't wonderfully gorgeous, the 'Mitchell' name alone would give them the spotlight they both so desperately longed and hungered for. Most people were not even aware that there was a third Mitchell child, especially not since he was a shy and awkward, a closeted gay and had milky-white skin as if he had never stood in the sun.

Ryder turned and called out to him, kindly, and brotherly like he should be. But no matter what tone he spoke to him with, Logan always got excited when Ryder called out to him. He's your brother, you sicko. He repeated in his mind. Your brother. Well stepbrother actually but no, he is still my brother. He hung his head lower and just ignored him. He only had to be at this school for a little under a year; he could survive not being noticed. Just don't get noticed, right? Simple.

He watched his siblings walked in the main doors of the school, pushing open the double doors at the same time. He watched as every eye in the hall turned to them, some in shock, most in awe, some even in admiration. Without a glance back at Logan, the two popular Mitchells strode into the building, smiling at the onlookers as if they were celebrities smiling for the cameras. Same as always. They both had the model looks while Logan had all the weird features of his parents, the pointy nose, the awkward short height and the small feet. He could never understand it, he didn't think he would ever want attention, and was glad when his siblings could steal whatever attention he did have away from him.

As he padded behind them, hands in the pockets of his black jacket, he didn't even realize that one pair of eyes following him,not his siblings, like a lion watching his prey.

Kendall Knight, on the other hand, loved his life. He loved being popular, he loved his two best friends, and he loved being hot. Well, not so much being hot, as being able to work whatever he had so that every eye was on him. He didn't really care if they were looking with hatred, awe, love or even pure disgust as long as they looked at him.

He blew a kiss at the mirror hanging in his locker and grinned as he put away his eyeliner. He looked amazing. He was probably a serious gay stereotype, but who cared? He for one surely didn't.

"Kendall!" A female voice said from the other side of his locker door.

"Yes Camille?" He said trying to look like zoning out as he closed the locker door.

"Did you even hear what I just said?" She said, stomping her five inch stilettos in anger at him.

"Sweetie, this is Kenny we're talking about. You know if he's near a mirror he wouldn't be listening even if My Chemical Romance were right in these halls singing to him." Dak said. Well, I don't know, maybe, depending on the song,Kendall thought, imagining Gerard singing to him in the boring hallway.

"Anyways, as I was saying, those Mitchell kids are starting here today." She said.

"The who's?" Kendall asked, raising his perfectly shaped eyebrows.

"The children of Joanna and David Mitchell," Kendall still wore his blank expression, "The ones that own that really huge law firm here?"

"I know who you are talking about, you know. I'm just surprised that you know what a lawyer even is." He said smirking at her. She looked like she wanted to stick her tongue out at him, but Kendall knew she would never embarrass herself like that in public

"Hey, I wouldn't know who they were either if that Ryder weren't so freakin' gorgeous." She said, swooning and collecting a mini high five from Dak.

"She speaks the truth, dude. And his sister is really hot as well. Just look at her." Dak stated.

Kendall turned his head to see just when they had walked in, two teens, probably juniors or sophomores. They were both perfection, the girl was fairly tall with extremely dark hair and perfectly and evenly tanned skin and the guy was a little shorter than her, blond and very buff. Looking at the girl's thin waist, long legs and curves, Kendall smiled to himself, thinking to himself that Camille was going to have some serious competition for the hottest girl this year. The boy was smiling a perfect smile at all the girls, who Kendall could see were physically falling in love with him. Definitely not my type,Kendall thought as the boy winked at Camille, who he thought might have fainted. I don't even like blonds. Which was pretty ironic considering Kendall actually was a blond. He also had a thing for little imperfections, and this guy did seem to not have even one.

Then time froze as he saw the most beautiful boy he had ever. He wasn't radiating confidence or perfection like Blondie but everything else about him he made seem every bit more perfect than Ryder. He was about 5 feet tall with brown hair and brown eyes, busy boring holes in the floor. He was wearing a simple black jeans and a black jacket and that was the one little thing Kendall would want to change about him. Blue would look so nice against his pale skin. Or even green. Baby steps Kendall. You haven't even spoken to him yet. It was final. This boy was a new crush. The latest obsession.

Well it was pretty obvious that Logan is extremely shy and Kendall is umm...flamboyant-like...

So how was it?

Should I continue it?

I would love to hear what you guys think!

Best Regards,

Lacey