This idea is driving me crazy! I'm just writing this to get it out of my head, because I barely have an idea of how to write it, and basically just a swing at what may or may not be a plot.

Logan and Kendall walked down the front steps of their middle school. "Hey Ken, think I could come over to your house to do homework? My mom said something about a business dinner tonight, so her and my dad should be out late."

Kendall shook his head. "Not tonight Loges, sorry. Katie has some dance, gymnastics, compition thingy tonight out of town."

Logan nodded, hiding his disappiontment. "That's cool. I can call James and or Carlos about it when I get home."

"Sounds good. Need a walking buddy? Mom said we don't have to leave till 5, and the longer I'm out the more annoyed Katie will get." Kendall chuckled.

Logan shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine. Thanks though. We can head to the coffee shop though. I got time to spare. We can also use the pay phone outside to call James and Carlos, see if they want to join." James and Carlos were usually picked up by Carlos' mom, instead of walking home like Kendall and Logan did.

Kendall nodded and threw his arm around Logan's shoulders. "You know, I've known you for four months, and I have yet to see where you live."

Logan furrowed his eyebrows, acting surprised. "Really?"

Kendall nodded, buying Logan's act, just like he always did. "Really. Haven't met your parents either."

Logan nodded at that. "That's not a shock. You know they spend basically every day at work, or business dinners, or on business trips. I'm surprised I've met my parents."

Kendall laughed. "Well, I'll just have to come by sometime during Christmas break."

Logan nodded, his gut twisting. "Yeah, maybe."

They reached the coffee shop and Logan went inside to order while Kendall used the pay phone to call James and Carlos.

Logan walked up to the counter and ordered 2 hot chocolates, neither him or Kendall being a big fan of coffee, and handed the cashier the 5 dollar bill Kendall gave him. Soon two white mugs were handed to him and he walked over to their usual table against the window, Kendall coming inside just in time to meet him there.

"What they say?" Logan asked as he handed a mug to Kendall and sat down.

"James is taking Carlos to the mall so he can by some more hair...stuff, and Carlos can check out the new video games that came in." Kendall said, taking a sip from his mug.

Logan nodded. "Okay. Well, I guess it'll just be me and you."

"Guess so." Kendall nodded.

They sat there, talking about anything under the sun, mostly Logan trying to explain the newest math lesson, until 4:30.

They sat there mugs in a bin beside a trash can and walked outside, Logan throwing his backpack over his shoulder. "So, are we gonna meet here before school, or am I just gonna meet you at school?"

"We can meet here in the morning. I'll need you to explain the math again." Kendall said, laughing.

"You mean let you copy my page?" Logan said, smiling slightly.

Kendall shrugged. "Whatever you call it."

Logan let out a laugh and smacked Kendall's shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow." Logan said.

"Yep. Later Loges." Kendall said, waving and walking the other direction.

Logan waved lightly before turning and walking away. He pulled the coat that Kendall's mom had been nice enough to give him around him tighter, zipping it up, and taking the long walk back 'home'.

The place right now was sorta out of town, about a mile away from the school. It wasn't too bad to Logan, he had gotten used to the long walking.

He finally reached the old aparment building. It didn't house many people, most of which who lived there were just struggling with money. He wondered how nice it would be like to actually live inside the building as he walked down an alley beside it.

Logan pulled his backpack onto both shoulders before he climbed ontop of an upside down garbage can, and then onto the closed dumpster. He walked across it before stopping at the old black latter. He jumped up just high enough to reach the buttom step. Pulling himself up, he grabbed the step above that and pulled his feet onto the bottom step. Then he started his climb up the old rusty fire escape.

The fire escape was falling apart in places, but after 5 months Logan had learned which spots to aviod, which steps were missing, and where the railing was weak. He continued his journey up until he reached the roof, walking across it.

On the far side of the roof was a meduim sized tent, probably large enough to fit him and his three friends in. He sighed and walke over to it, pulling the zipper down and crawling inside. Inside was a pile of clothes on the far side, along side with a small pile of books Logan needed to return to the library, a small cooler that held random food and drink items Logan managed to get/find, and a jar filled with coins and a few dollars.

Then there was the large sleeping bag laid ontop of a old comforter, with a small quilt ontop of the sleeping bag. It wasn't much, and it didn't do a very good job of keeping Logan warm on really cold nights, but luckily the past Minnesota winter hadn't been to terrible, but Logan usually still slept with his coat still on.

The last item was a small photo album. Logan laid his backpack ontop of the cooler before crawling over to the album and opening it. It was filled with picture of a happy couple, a woman with warm brown eyes, light brown hair, and a near-perfect smile in Logan's opinion. Along side her was a man with dark brown hair, bright green eyes, and a smile to match the woman's. They looked happy in all the pictures.

But in later pages of the album, the couple looked even more happy with the small baby in their arms. He had brown eyes like his mom's, hair like his dad's, and a toothless smile to match them both.

Logan always smiled looking at the photo's, but the smile would always fade once he reached the end of the photo's. The very last picture always being of the family's last Christmas together, the little boy looking to be about 6.

Logan sighed. It had been 7 years since his mom died, 3 years since his dad put him in foster care, and 6 months since Logan ran away from his last foster family, and 5 months since he started living in the little tent on the roof of an abandon apartment.

Closing the album and putting it back in the corner, he grabbed his backpack and pulled a water bottel out of the cooler. Taking a drink of the water and opening his history book, he listened as a howl of wind shook his tent, indicating the snow storm that was predicted was coming.

Logan sighed, it was gonna be a long night.

And here it is! My first Kogan, I think. Or, at least, eventual Kogan. I didn't want to post this while I still have my other stories up, but I figured what the hey. I've got a Cargan in process, a Jagan in process, I just needed a Kogan!

Okay, so this chapter is just to get things going. Everything will be explained more as chapters go, okay? This chapter is just to grab your interest, and the story will get better!

So, what do you guys think? Should I continue?

Review, please!

-Saun