Bold – group
italics – single; (J)=James, (C)=Carlos, (K)=Kendall, (L)=Logan
Song lyrics courtesy of

This chapter might pull at some heartstrings if it goes the way I planned.

Updated: 08/09/2013

"Ooooh," the four of them finished together. James took off his headphones and grinned at the other three guys.

"If you three couldn't sing before, you can now," James told them, giving them all a cheerful grin. "We're totally gonna rock that talent show!"

"You think so?" Logan asked, nervous; he was good at many things, but this wasn't one of them.

"Oh yeah. Now that we got the song down, all we have to do is practice the choreography."

"What's the continents have to do with this?" Carlos asked, clearly confused. Kendall couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled forth from his lips.

"That geography Carlos. Choreography is dancing," Logan said,

"We're gonna dance?!" Carlos asked, eyes almost popping out of his head. "I can't dance!"

"That's why we're gonna practice Carlos. I can't dance either."


"Don't worry, it won't be anything too hard. Just some simple stage maneuvering. We're gonna have to practice moving around while singing. I've done it before in school musicals. It's easier than it looks."

"Are you sure? Because I'm clumsy," Logan said, making Kendall laugh again.

"Yeah, we can do this!" Kendall said. "If you fall, one of us will catch you… maybe. Maybe not. Maybe we'll let you fall. I bet we could all use the laugh." Logan sneered at Kendall, who just laughed again. "Oh come on Logie. I'm kidding." Logan rolled his eyes while Kendall smirked. Ignoring him, he turned to James.

"When do we begin?"

"How about now?"

After weeks and weeks of practicing, then Senior talent show was finally upon them. Logan was pacing nervously at the back of the stage, where the rest of the senior class was; many of them were rehearsing still, others looking bored, and some looking nervous, like him.

"Well don't you look nice and nerdy," a snide voice commented, making him turn around; behind him were two of the biggest jerks in the school.

"Alex. Matt. How nice to see you today," he said, biting back his sarcasm. The way they were leering at him made it too easy though. "So, what are you doing for the show? Ape impressions?" They sneered at him and began to rush him. Logan's vision was temporarily blocked by the backside of a black sweater.

"What have I told you idiots about bothering my friend here?" The two jocks muttered something and walked away while Kendall turned to face Logan. "You okay?"

"You do know I'm 18 right? I can defend myself."

"Aw Logie," Kendall said, pinching his cheeks affectionately, making Logan swat his hands away. "I'm your friend. I defend my friends. Gotta get used to it."

"Thank God the year is almost over then." Kendall stuck his tongue out at him and he returned the gesture, a smile playing on his lips. It was hard to be mad at Kendall for long; the blonde had grown on him.

"You look nice though," Kendall commented, "Like the nerd you are." Logan rolled his eyes and fixed his shirt; he was wearing a dark blue button down shirt with a black vest over it, with dark blue jeans and black shoes.

"You look good too," he replied, making Kendall beam.

"Impression is part of the grade," he said, making a sweeping motion with his arms; he had on a dark red shirt, a black sweater, and black skinny jeans; on his feet were bright red sneakers. "Nice shoes."

"You know they're awesome."

"God those are an eyesore," James groaned as he approached them, eyeing Kendall's shoes. James was in a gray shirt that had a design on it covered by a leather jacket; he on some black slacks and dark gray sneakers.

"Is everyone going to diss my shoes?"

"I like them!" Carlos chirped, appearing behind James; Carlos was in a dark green shirt with a gray zip up hoodie over it, black jeans and dark blue shoes.

"Thank you Carlos," Kendall said, giving James and Logan disgruntled looks. They both shook their heads at him while Carlos bounced on his feet.

"You ready for this?!" Carlos asked excitedly, making Logan grimace.

"I don't know…"

"Too late. We're about to go on."

"And please welcome to the stage, seniors James Diamond, Carlos Garcia, Kendall Knight, and Logan Mitchell, who will be performing a song for us!"

There was scattered applause as the four guys took the stage; their teacher sat in the front, giving them all a huge smile, a clipboard in hand. They saw her scribble something down before looking back at them. They all took a couple of deep breaths and then, the music began.

"Help, I need somebody, (C)
not just anybody, (L)
you know I need someone, help. (K)

When I was younger, so much younger than today, (J)
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self-assured, (C)
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down (K)
And I do appreciate you being round. (L)
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me.

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways, (C)
My independence seems to vanish in the haze. (K)
But every now and then I feel so insecure, (J)
I know that I just need you like I've never done before. (C)

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down (L)
And I do appreciate you being round. (K)
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me.

When I was younger, so much younger than today, (K)
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self-assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors. (J)

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down (C)
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me, help me, help me, ooh."

As the last notes died down, the auditorium exploded in applause. They all bowed and hurried off the stage. Once they were backstage again, they were bombarded with congratulations from people that they didn't even talk to. They were swept up in a whirlwind of claps on the backs.

They were suddenly so welcomed into the school that they didn't know what to do. Breaking away from the crowd, they converged together.

"Damn. I'm glad I've never been popular before."

~3 weeks later~

Logan had to take a deep breath; looking over his flash cards, he made sure he knew what he was going to say.

"And now, our valedictorian, Logan Mitchell!" There was loud applause as he made his way onto the small stage. As it quieted down, he took a shaky breath.

"Thank you," he began, bracing his hands against the podium. "When most people hear valedictorian speeches, they all kind of say the same thing. 'What a year, we made it, yay for us!'. But… There's something else I want to say. When senior year began, I was in a really dark place. I hated life. I just wanted to crawl in a whole and die. But, when I was seven, my dad died. On his deathbed, he made me promise to him that I would finish school, and be the best that I could be. At the beginning of this year, my goal was just to make it through to today. If I was still the same person that I was at the beginning of the year, then today would've been my last. But I'm not that person anymore. Thanks to three of the wackiest guys I've ever met, my life I has been changed drastically." Here he paused, catching three pairs of eyes; all of them were watching him warily. "If it wasn't for them, the people that I now call friends, I wouldn't be standing here in front of you all. Many of you wouldn't have even known who I was. But they helped me through this. They made this the best year of my school life. So, my advice to my fellow classmates is, when you find those friends that make it worth it in the end, hang on to them. They could very well be the best people you'll ever meet. And well… CONGRATULATIONS GRADUATES OF 2013!" He exclaimed, making loud applause break out over the crowd. He nodded at them all and took his seat in the crowd.

After the diplomas were passed out and before the small group could find each other, they were each swept up by their families.

"Oh Logan," his mom said, cradling his face. "I didn't know."

"No one did," he told her, pulling her hands away. "I'm better now though."

"Thanks to your friends. Oh Logan," she said, hugging him. "I'm so proud of you. You've done so much this year… you should go talk to them, they're waiting for you." Logan looked over his shoulder to see Kendall, James, and Carlos standing off to one side, looking at him. He hugged his mom and walked over to them.

"Hey," he told them as they looked at him awkwardly. "What you think of my speech?"

"Man Logan, you should've told us."

"That I was on the edge of being suicidal? Yeah, that's a great conversation starter. 'Hi, my name is Logan and I wish I was dead.' How would that have gone over?" They all cracked smiles at the sarcasm in his voice. Surprising him, they had a group hug. When they pulled away, Logan grimaced. "I'm gonna miss you guys when I go off to college in a few months." He watched as they all exchanged looks. "What?"

"Nothing," they said quickly. He eyed them and just shook his head.


~3 1/2 months later~

Logan was in his dorm room, unpacking, when he heard a laugh.

"Hey roomy," a voice said, making him whirl around. There, standing in the doorway, was someone that he knew too well.

"Kendall! I thought you were-"

"Eh, this college had a better atmosphere," he commented, dropping his stuff on his bed. "Wait till you see who's across the hall." Logan gaped at him and left the room, banging on the door across the hall.

"Hi neighbor!" A happy voice called out when it opened the door. Logan laughed as he saw Carlos and James lounging against the door.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"What's the point in having lifelong friends if you don't go to college together?"

"Yeah, now you've got four years of being stuck with us!"

Logan laughed along with his friends.

The friends he knew he would have forever.

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