Author's Note :: Hi you guys! I'm currently listening to A Fine Frenzy right now and it's the only thing that's keeping me from running away from the laptop right now. This is my first post so please bear with me. The story will take place before the formation of BTR and will go on for god knows how long. Thanks and hope you enjoy :D... The italicisized text will be used to signify a significant thought or simply to emphasize a word.

Disclaimer:: I DO NOT OWN BIG TIME RUSH...Obviously...

Chapter 1 :: You Had Me At Hello...

Carlos (POV) ::

Chemistry... Probably my least favorite was also my first one. Unsure why i came 7min before it even started, I remembered that James and Kendall had been talking and wanted some privacy at the moment. They seemed to be a lot closer than usual and hung out with just each on a daily basis. Just last week i thought I saw them kiss! But Kendall dismissed it as a hallucination from the blow to the head from the previous weeks hockey game. I smiled, 7 to 2. We totally creamed that team... It wasn't until the very last second before the bell rang did i even look up from my desk. I saw the usual kids walk into the room, until something different caught my eye... A pale boy with chocolate hair was timidly standing in the front and staring down at the floor looking nervous as anyone could be... Breathless

The bell rang and everyone took their seats and curiously eyed the new-kid before uttering a couple of whispers between each other.

"This is Logan Henderson everyone. He is new and just transferred from Saint Monica's in Texas..", said. He sheepishly looked up at the class and gave a weak wave at everyone before staring back to the tiles.

Oh great... A catholic school kid from Texas. Definitely straight, i thought. Disappointed with the conclusion.

"You can go ahead and take the last seat in the class next to Mr. Pena over there" and pointed his clipboard directly at me.

I smiled and lifted my arm and waved shyly at him. He smiled back and slowly began walking over to the counter. He was about to turn to sit on the stool when his shoe stopped at the counters bottom edge and was about to trip before i braced him up. He looked straight up at my face and we stared into each other's eyes, before he quickly shot his head back down and thanked me. His eyes were mesmerizing. Sure they were an ordinary brown, but they were than that. They were a bit lighter than a usual dark brown. Especially around the edges. They were simple yet piercing.

"No problem", i smiled and said... My breathing started to get heavier as i watched this insanely cute guy take the seat next to me and set his messenger back on the counter.

"Okie dokie class i want you to take out your books and turn to page 439." Everyone began to groan while they got up from their stools and drudged over to the bookshelf. Logan watched everyone get up and was about to the same before i put my hand on his shoulder.

"I'll get you one!", i jogged over to the shelf and barged through the lethargic crowd and plucked 2 books from the gritty metallic shelf.

I sat one down in front of him and he immediately began to flip through the pages and thanked me. No problem, i replied... Damnitt, he's totally not into me... maybe i should keep trying.. He could just be shy...

"I'm Carlos by the way", i extended my hand out and he took shook it and introduced himself as Logan. "So you moved here from Texas?", I asked. "Have you ever seen snow before?"

"Just on Tv and movies." He said shyly without even looking up from the textbook.

"Wow, that sucks! It snows like crazy here. I can't wait for you to see it!", I said enthusiastically. He just smiled and glanced at me before looking back. VERY SHY...

"It's okay, i won't bite" i laughed. He seemed to catch on and loosened up a little bit. He looked at me and asked if i was born here.

"Yup! Born and raised my whole life! Do you play hockey? Err... sorry, with no snow in all in Texas, I'm sure you have ice rinks and stuff there!"

"Uhhmm. Yeah we have them back home, but i was never really a sports type. I usually just stay at home and study or read." He said, with a nervous look on his face.

This guy is just too adorable! " That's okay, i think you'll love it now that you're here. Hockey is big here in town. It's like the football of Texas" i laughed.

He laughed at that. Score! "Maybe..." he simply said. And with that he pulled out his notebook from his bag and began to take the notes that Mr. Fuller was scrawling on the white board.

I watched him do all this and was completely fascinated by it and i have no idea why.. We didn't say anything for while Mr. Fuller was giving a lecture on stoichiometry. He asked us the answer the problem and finally picked Logan before picking others who failed miserably at the attempt to answer.

"Yes Mr. Henderson?"

"It should be 16.9g"

"Very good !" he cheered before turning around and writing the answer on the board and explained why it was correct.

Everyone turned around and faced him and began to whisper. Logan's face turned red and looked down while he had his hands in a tight ball and twiddling his thumbs around.

VERY VERY SHY... He's smart i thought...That's... verrrry attractive... Cute aaaaand smarrrrt... I liked him a lot. I smiled at him and asked him what his hobbies were.

"Ummm... well i like to play the piano sometimes. And i read. A LOT."

"Really?" i said excitedly. "I love music! I've always wanted to learn to play, but i never had anyone to teach me! Maybe i could come over sometime and you could teach me."

"Yeah, maybe.." he replied. He was still a bit shy, so i decided to invite him to sit with us at lunch. He was apprehensive, but accepted nonetheless.

"Cool! I'll see you at lunch then!" And with that the bell rang. They all started to get up and so did we. He said Ok and i walked him to his next class and showed him where his third one would be.

"Hey! We have history together!" You can just walk with me to the cafeteria after class then. Goodluck!"i said, and with that i sprinted down the hallway hoping i would make it to class on time...

Logan (POV) ::

I walked down the halls somewhat lost. I didn't know where i was going and was aimlessly walking down a hall until by chance i stumbled upon the correct room number. I slowly walked in to the class right before the bell rang and stood at the front unsure of what i should do. A man turned around whom i assumed was the teacher due to his formal attire.

"Ah, you must be Logan. Good to meet you and welcome to my class." I shook his hand before looking around the class. Everyone was staring to sit down and someone in particular caught my eye. A Latino guy wearing what looked like a navy blue American Eagle Henley Crew thermal that hugged his muscular build in a way that made me blush and made my breathing sporadic. He turned his head and i quickly looked down at the floor as to avoid him being aware of my staring.

Mr. Fuller introduced me to the class and directed me to sit down at the Latino boy i was gawking at earlier. He waved over to me as to let him know who he was exactly. Oh no! What do i do? I slowly began to walk over towards him and i felt like i hyperventilating. Oh man. What do i do? What if he thinks i'm a freak? What if he thinks i'm a loser! So many thoughts ran through my head while i made my way over to the counter. At that moment my foot caught the bottom of the counter and i began to trip. SHIT! I fell for perhaps 0.73 seconds before i felt two warm meaty hands bracing me up. I reluctantly looked up and stared into eyes for what felt like 30min. His eyes were beautiful. Dark and rick like German chocolate only sweeter like honey. It was a comfortable sight. And thanked him and sat down awkwardly. OH MY GOD! He must thing im a total homo! I balled up my fists and closed my eyes. Embarrassed about what just transpired. He seemed unaffected by it so i tried to let it not get to me. I found him staring at me quite often and while normally i would have felt awkward, i felt... comforted and almost calming. I don't know him and already i'm feeling this way. STUPID LOGAN! Way to fall for one of the jocks!

Mr. Fuller had instructed everyone to get the books from the shelf. I watched them all get up to ascertain the location of the bookshelf. I myself was about to get up before i felt the same strong hand gently weigh down my shoulder. "I'll get you one!" He said. I watched as the Latino boy practically charged through the crowd' knocking away a couple girls and made out with 2 books. One for each of us. He handed me one and i thanked him while i started flipping to the page as instructed by Mr. Fuller.

He introduced himself to me as Carlos and i reciprocated. He started to make small talk and i enjoyed it. Though i was still nervous as hell.. This hunk, NO... This God is talking to me! Don't screw this up Logan! He seems like a nice guy!

Mr. Fuller had scrawled down some notes and i took out my notebook and flipped to the science section. I labeled every section so i could organize and see where everything is. I began to write the notes while still noticing that he was staring. I didn't want to make it apparent that i knew, because i enjoyed it and allowed him to continue.

Mr. Fuller was lecturing us on the basics of Stoichiometry. This was easy. I was doing this in at him when i was in the eight grade. So, i had no problem keeping up with him and understanding what he wanted. He laid out a problem and waited for one of us to answer it. Several people raised their hands, but got them wrong. This was easy! It can't be difficult. I reluctantly raised my hand and was eventually called on.

"It should be 16.9g."

He congratuated me on the correct answer and everyone immedietely turned around and started to murmur. I got nervous and could feel my face getting red so i looked down and started figheting with my thumbs with my hands in a tight ball. I hated when the attention was on me. It made me feel so uncomfortable. I didn't know what they were thinking and at this point what could they be thinking?

Carlos started some more small talk. This time i was looking directly at his face. It was cute. Like an adoring angel statue. His face was smooth and complexion was exactly like that anyway. He was tan and musuclar with nice teeth and short Dark brown hair. He smiled a lot and was very enthusiastic after i told him that i played the piano and even asked to teach him sometime. Oh man.. What i wouldn't do for you to play me right now... I shooed away those thoughts. Right now isn't a good time. Although he did invite me to sit with him and his friends at lunch. Which was a relief cause i had no idea where to go and was hoping to see more of Carlos. The bell rang and we packed up our stuff and he lead me to my next class. After that he showed to where my third period class would be. And to my absolute delight. We shared that class. Carlos' face seemed to light up at the fact and i blushed slightly, making me smile just a little. He wished me luck in my class and sprinted to down the hall. He was fast...Sure has a lot of energy... I absent mindedly sat down at a random desk and began to day-dream about the amazing guy that i just met...

Author's Note :: A:OIUFH:AS DJF:COIN! i hope that was okay! I was gonna take this KIiiiinda slow and let it ease into the kinky stuff later. I hope that enjoyable! ANy comments what so ever would be greatly appreciated. Constructive ones especially. THanks everyone! :D