I feel the need to say: I like Katelyn Tarver. I don't like the character Jo.
Sorry for any grammatical mistakes, I have no BETA.

Absentmindedly ignoring the teacher in favor of daydreaming wasn't normal for Logan. The smart boy would normally be intently focused on the board, furiously coping down notes others would beg to borrow at a later date.

Yet, Logan lulled into his thoughts, pencil squeaking as he scratched it across the paper. Stopping to glance down, Logan mentally berated himself; while crappy, his drawing definitely had similarities to Kendall. The sloppy image mirrored the boy currently occupying Logan's mind.

Being friends with James and Carlos, the Party Kings, the impending prom often came up in conversation, as well as who Logan wanted to go with. Blushing every time he was asked, Logan kept his answer to himself. It wasn't until James' warning of someone else getting to "that special someone" first that Logan's stomach began churning, mind began swirling.

*BREAK*

Mouth set into a firm line, Logan stormed out of his last period classroom. Eventually, the teacher gave up trying to gain the attention of the students, leaving the Chatty Cathys to discuss limo arrangements and dress colors. It was then that Logan couldn't help but overhear the statement that had him seeing red. Furious, Logan set off at a fast pace down the hall, intent on finding Kendall at his locker, before she did.

Spotting the blonde, Logan felt a flood a relief clear his angry expression; brow relaxing as his greeted Kendall.

"Hey, you coming over tonight?" Affirming the blonde on their plans, Logan glanced over his shoulder, eyes settling on Jo.

"You okay?" Turning back around, Logan studied Kendall's concerned face. His death glare melted into one of his naturally crooked smiles.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just wanted to ask you something." Steeling himself with a quick breath, Logan opened his mouth – only to be cut off.

"Kendall!" The girl's loud shout reached over Logan's head.

Smiling politely, Kendall greeted the girl standing down the hall as she began walking toward them.

Stomach bubbling with rage, Logan couldn't help but reach up, taking Kendall's face in his hands. Demanding the others attention, Logan skipped the courage building breath this time. "Will you go to prom with me?"

Kendall's eyes flashed confusion; Logan's stomach dropped, he shouldn't have asked him. Ready to run, Logan felt arms circling his waist, Kendall's arms.

"Yeah."

"Wha…yeah?" Again, Logan's crooked smile spread across his face; stomach returned to its natural position.

I'm not sure if I should continue. If you want me to, give me ideas as to how you'd like it to go. I might use them :)