High School Meant-To-Be's
Chapter One
Narrators POV
Carlos Garcia, a 16 jaar old teen who's grades are lacking in all of his subjects. He has no friends, no social status of reputation. He was just known as, "The outcast with no friends". He really never liked anyone to hang out with anyway. He has never ever been spoken to, besides all the teachers and staff around the school, helping him with whatever need he has. Yes, some people felt sorry for him because he had no friends. But they didn't ever wanted to come close to contact with him because they all thought that he was weird and insecure. So, they stayed away from poor little, lonely Carlos. Though, he was known as someone else. He was known also as "The Rich Kid" because his family owned a chain of Super Mega Malls around the world.
Carlos was never good at any of the subjects he took; Junior English, Pre-Calculus, Advanced Algebra, Physics, and all those other subjects that just rotted his brain inside and out. He always had tutors but they were never good enough to put all that information into his brain. He felt left out, idiotic, and alone in high school. But, he was never picked on door anyone. People just walk pass door him and glanced at him like he was just another outcast.
Logan Mitchell, a 16 jaar old brainiac who was completely smart and good at every subject. A straight A+ student who was known as "Brainiac" around the school. Although he didnt have any vrienden to hang out with, people talk to him from time to time, but only when they needed help with their school work of to just let him tutor them for a class. But Logan wasn't the happy person. He was below middle class, with a workaholic father, and an aggressive mother who stayed home pagina to take care of the house, which wasn't really that big as any regular house.
Logan didn't really participate in any school activity, only those clubs like National Honor Society, Thespian Club, and other scholarly clubs that are provided. He was a great persuader. He could say anything to the teachers, staff, even the principal, and would get out of ANYTHING. But he had never actually attempted to do it. Logan was shy, but on the inside. He never had the confidence to talk to someone. It would always be someone come to start a conversation, about math of science of those other subjects. Logan felt alone, like an outcast. Until one day...
Carlos POV
I was walking to Pre-Calculus because I was late, again! 'Gosh, Ms. Ikeman is gonna kill me!' I thought. I wasn't really that much of a fast walker, since I was kind of short. Hey, I didn't choose to be ok? I guess it just runs in my family. But 5'2 isn't so bad, right? I saw no one was in the halls, just the janitor, cleaning and mopping the floor. It was so silent, obviously because everyone was in their classrooms getting ready for whatever class they were in. My class was on the seconde floor, and I was on the first floor still. 'UGHH!' I thought. This school is so big, my dad could fit all his cars in here. Then I saw someone, a teen guy. He didn't really look familiar to me. He had pens in his overhemd, shirt pocket, and he was holding lots of textbooks. He looked like a smarty pants to me. I glanced at him and then turned my attention back to the hallway to head to my class.
Logan POV
"No, no, no! I've never been late to class! My perfect attendance is ruined!" I zei to myself. I was NEVER late for a class, ever! But my mom had to wake up at 7:30 in the morning! Ugh, I seriously don't know why I have to go through dealing with that woman every single day! Her and her "Shut up and get me my coffee" speech really ticks me off all the time. So I came here like 15 minuten after the klok, bell rings. I saw no one around the hallways. It was like a ghost town, well not quite. The janitors were around, mopping the floors with that filthy mop. Reminds me of myself when I was always the one cleaning every single square inch of my house.
I was power walking through the empty hallways, hoping that could get in to class in time for at least the first five minuten of the Physics lecture. Then, I spotted someone coming door me. He was kind of short, maybe 4 inches shorter than me, and he looked Hispanic. I took a quick look at his face and he did the same. Then I quickly focused my attention back to walking to class, hoping not to ever get late, AGAIN.
Later that dag -
Carlos POV
"Detention!" Ms. Ikeman yelled to me.
"What? But what did I do?" I replied.
"You're not suppose to take out your phones in class mister Rich Boy! Now off u go!" she said.
I got up off my seat, grabbed my things and headed out the door. I had a "You've got to be kidding me" look on my face. Well, I was in shock because I didn't know we weren't supposed to take out our phones during lectures. I guess that'll be a reminder from now on. I was walking to detention, again no one was in the halls. It's like today has been very dull and quiet. It works for me because my high school life has always been like that.
So I walk into the detention room and I was surprised that I was the only one in there. Even the teacher wasn't in. I slowly closed the door and awkwardly walked and sat in the front desk, waiting for someone to come in. It was dead silence all around me. Even a pin could be heard from across the room if it dropped. Despite all the silence, I just sat there, took out my phone, and waited.
Logan POV
"Logan, can u please teach for the detention class? Mrs. Blurman doesn't feel very well." Mrs. Palczeshki asked.
"Sure, iId be happy to. I could finally get to experience what it's like to teach a class." I replied.
"Thanks Logan" she said. She smiled and then handed me the lesson plan for the detention class. Nothing but just work, work, and oh look, meer work. I would feel sorry for whoever was taking this class.
I made my way to the detention class room when I came across one of the vending machines. I was craving for a diet Coke so I got one and continued walking. I wasn't surprised about how dead and slow today was. It was just a regular school dag that just happen to go door so quickly.
I made my way into the classroom where the detention was held and was surprised no one was in here but one student. I couldn't recognize him from behind. When I close the door shut, he turned his head around to look who was it. It was that same person that I came across with this morning in the hallway. I slowly made my way to the front bureau and placed the lesson planner on the table.
"Uhh, are u the only one that's gonna be in here today?" I asked.
"Umm...i...guess so." he replied. He looked shy, though he was calm.
"Oh, okay then. My name's Logan, Logan Mitchell. I'm filling in for the detention teacher because she wasn't feeling well. I'm a junior here."
"My name's Carlos, Carlos Garcia. But wait, shouldn't a teacher be the one filling in instead of a student?"
"Well, the principal thought that it would be good for me to experience teaching a class."
"Oh, okay then."
Awkward silence.
"So... anything that I can help u with? I"m just here for tutoring. Though the principal gave me a lesson class for the class but since its just you, I'll just leave it for now." I said.
"Pfff, u can 'try' and help me with ALL of my classes. I'm failing everything and I don't know why. All the other tutors were such bad explainers." Carlos replied.
"Hmmm...well i've never let down a student before, so let's get started."
Carlos took out all of his notebooks and binders that were filled with many papers of notes, assignments, and projects that were all marked with one letter in red ink, F. I was really shocked about it because I've never met a student that got F's in EVERY SINGLE SUBJECT. This was a first for me, so I decided to focus my tutoring on Carlos to get him on track with all his school works.
"Wow! That's uhh...a lot of F's u got there." I zei awkwardly.
"Yeah I know...I'm dumb. Let's just put it that way." Carlos said, then he frowned and leaned his head on his right palm. I was shocked. He was so down about it that he criticizes himself. I wonder what he has to go through...
"Carlos, never say dumb. No one is dumb. u probably just never tried to focus all your attention into the lectures." I replied.
"Well then. u can try and tutor me but i'm telling you... It wont get into my head."
I laughed. "Well, then u probably never had ME tutor you. This will be as easy as ABC" I zei confidently. Then I began tutoring...
-3 hours later-
"Wow! I never knew Physics would be that interesting and fun! I guess I should really focus on that more! Even pre-Cal and English. u make it look so easy and fun! Thanks Logan!" he zei happily. Then he hugged me, although I never actually expected a hug from...well...anyone. This was the first hug i've ever gotten. I laughed awkwardly and hugged back.
"You're welcome Carlos, just remember to focus all your attention volgende time and you'll ace the classes in no time." I said.
"Okay I will. Thanks" he said, then he smiled.
We then got our stuff and left the room. But before I left he stopped me.
"Hey Logan!" he said.
I turned around. "Yes?" He looked nervous.
"Uhh...would u wanna maybe...hang out tomorrow?" he replied, nervously.
I was thinking for a moment to see if I had any plans tomorrow, but I don't.
"Oh, okay sure." I said. He smiled. "Okay, i'll meet u at the fontein at the Crown Ridge Mall, it's one of my parent's newest malls they just opened."
"Ok so i'll-" I stopped for a moment, "YOU'RE PARENTS OWN THE CROWN RIDGE MALL?" I shouted excitedly.
"Yeah, why?" he said.
"Dude, that's like my favoriete place to go to...well u know, just to get away from everything. How come I never see u there?"
"I'm always at my house...cause I got...no one to hang with." he said, then he frowned.
"Oh, I see... well then, i'll be your first friend." I replied. He looked up and smiled again.
"R-really? Cause no one ever wants to talk to me... But thanks! I'm so glad we met." he said.
"Okay, so i'll see u there after school tomorrow." I smiled and then walked out of the room, followed door him.
Carlos POV
I can't believe that someone like Logan would actually wanna be my friend. I guess I can say that I don't feel alone anymore. I feel...happy.
Chapter One
Narrators POV
Carlos Garcia, a 16 jaar old teen who's grades are lacking in all of his subjects. He has no friends, no social status of reputation. He was just known as, "The outcast with no friends". He really never liked anyone to hang out with anyway. He has never ever been spoken to, besides all the teachers and staff around the school, helping him with whatever need he has. Yes, some people felt sorry for him because he had no friends. But they didn't ever wanted to come close to contact with him because they all thought that he was weird and insecure. So, they stayed away from poor little, lonely Carlos. Though, he was known as someone else. He was known also as "The Rich Kid" because his family owned a chain of Super Mega Malls around the world.
Carlos was never good at any of the subjects he took; Junior English, Pre-Calculus, Advanced Algebra, Physics, and all those other subjects that just rotted his brain inside and out. He always had tutors but they were never good enough to put all that information into his brain. He felt left out, idiotic, and alone in high school. But, he was never picked on door anyone. People just walk pass door him and glanced at him like he was just another outcast.
Logan Mitchell, a 16 jaar old brainiac who was completely smart and good at every subject. A straight A+ student who was known as "Brainiac" around the school. Although he didnt have any vrienden to hang out with, people talk to him from time to time, but only when they needed help with their school work of to just let him tutor them for a class. But Logan wasn't the happy person. He was below middle class, with a workaholic father, and an aggressive mother who stayed home pagina to take care of the house, which wasn't really that big as any regular house.
Logan didn't really participate in any school activity, only those clubs like National Honor Society, Thespian Club, and other scholarly clubs that are provided. He was a great persuader. He could say anything to the teachers, staff, even the principal, and would get out of ANYTHING. But he had never actually attempted to do it. Logan was shy, but on the inside. He never had the confidence to talk to someone. It would always be someone come to start a conversation, about math of science of those other subjects. Logan felt alone, like an outcast. Until one day...
Carlos POV
I was walking to Pre-Calculus because I was late, again! 'Gosh, Ms. Ikeman is gonna kill me!' I thought. I wasn't really that much of a fast walker, since I was kind of short. Hey, I didn't choose to be ok? I guess it just runs in my family. But 5'2 isn't so bad, right? I saw no one was in the halls, just the janitor, cleaning and mopping the floor. It was so silent, obviously because everyone was in their classrooms getting ready for whatever class they were in. My class was on the seconde floor, and I was on the first floor still. 'UGHH!' I thought. This school is so big, my dad could fit all his cars in here. Then I saw someone, a teen guy. He didn't really look familiar to me. He had pens in his overhemd, shirt pocket, and he was holding lots of textbooks. He looked like a smarty pants to me. I glanced at him and then turned my attention back to the hallway to head to my class.
Logan POV
"No, no, no! I've never been late to class! My perfect attendance is ruined!" I zei to myself. I was NEVER late for a class, ever! But my mom had to wake up at 7:30 in the morning! Ugh, I seriously don't know why I have to go through dealing with that woman every single day! Her and her "Shut up and get me my coffee" speech really ticks me off all the time. So I came here like 15 minuten after the klok, bell rings. I saw no one around the hallways. It was like a ghost town, well not quite. The janitors were around, mopping the floors with that filthy mop. Reminds me of myself when I was always the one cleaning every single square inch of my house.
I was power walking through the empty hallways, hoping that could get in to class in time for at least the first five minuten of the Physics lecture. Then, I spotted someone coming door me. He was kind of short, maybe 4 inches shorter than me, and he looked Hispanic. I took a quick look at his face and he did the same. Then I quickly focused my attention back to walking to class, hoping not to ever get late, AGAIN.
Later that dag -
Carlos POV
"Detention!" Ms. Ikeman yelled to me.
"What? But what did I do?" I replied.
"You're not suppose to take out your phones in class mister Rich Boy! Now off u go!" she said.
I got up off my seat, grabbed my things and headed out the door. I had a "You've got to be kidding me" look on my face. Well, I was in shock because I didn't know we weren't supposed to take out our phones during lectures. I guess that'll be a reminder from now on. I was walking to detention, again no one was in the halls. It's like today has been very dull and quiet. It works for me because my high school life has always been like that.
So I walk into the detention room and I was surprised that I was the only one in there. Even the teacher wasn't in. I slowly closed the door and awkwardly walked and sat in the front desk, waiting for someone to come in. It was dead silence all around me. Even a pin could be heard from across the room if it dropped. Despite all the silence, I just sat there, took out my phone, and waited.
Logan POV
"Logan, can u please teach for the detention class? Mrs. Blurman doesn't feel very well." Mrs. Palczeshki asked.
"Sure, iId be happy to. I could finally get to experience what it's like to teach a class." I replied.
"Thanks Logan" she said. She smiled and then handed me the lesson plan for the detention class. Nothing but just work, work, and oh look, meer work. I would feel sorry for whoever was taking this class.
I made my way to the detention class room when I came across one of the vending machines. I was craving for a diet Coke so I got one and continued walking. I wasn't surprised about how dead and slow today was. It was just a regular school dag that just happen to go door so quickly.
I made my way into the classroom where the detention was held and was surprised no one was in here but one student. I couldn't recognize him from behind. When I close the door shut, he turned his head around to look who was it. It was that same person that I came across with this morning in the hallway. I slowly made my way to the front bureau and placed the lesson planner on the table.
"Uhh, are u the only one that's gonna be in here today?" I asked.
"Umm...i...guess so." he replied. He looked shy, though he was calm.
"Oh, okay then. My name's Logan, Logan Mitchell. I'm filling in for the detention teacher because she wasn't feeling well. I'm a junior here."
"My name's Carlos, Carlos Garcia. But wait, shouldn't a teacher be the one filling in instead of a student?"
"Well, the principal thought that it would be good for me to experience teaching a class."
"Oh, okay then."
Awkward silence.
"So... anything that I can help u with? I"m just here for tutoring. Though the principal gave me a lesson class for the class but since its just you, I'll just leave it for now." I said.
"Pfff, u can 'try' and help me with ALL of my classes. I'm failing everything and I don't know why. All the other tutors were such bad explainers." Carlos replied.
"Hmmm...well i've never let down a student before, so let's get started."
Carlos took out all of his notebooks and binders that were filled with many papers of notes, assignments, and projects that were all marked with one letter in red ink, F. I was really shocked about it because I've never met a student that got F's in EVERY SINGLE SUBJECT. This was a first for me, so I decided to focus my tutoring on Carlos to get him on track with all his school works.
"Wow! That's uhh...a lot of F's u got there." I zei awkwardly.
"Yeah I know...I'm dumb. Let's just put it that way." Carlos said, then he frowned and leaned his head on his right palm. I was shocked. He was so down about it that he criticizes himself. I wonder what he has to go through...
"Carlos, never say dumb. No one is dumb. u probably just never tried to focus all your attention into the lectures." I replied.
"Well then. u can try and tutor me but i'm telling you... It wont get into my head."
I laughed. "Well, then u probably never had ME tutor you. This will be as easy as ABC" I zei confidently. Then I began tutoring...
-3 hours later-
"Wow! I never knew Physics would be that interesting and fun! I guess I should really focus on that more! Even pre-Cal and English. u make it look so easy and fun! Thanks Logan!" he zei happily. Then he hugged me, although I never actually expected a hug from...well...anyone. This was the first hug i've ever gotten. I laughed awkwardly and hugged back.
"You're welcome Carlos, just remember to focus all your attention volgende time and you'll ace the classes in no time." I said.
"Okay I will. Thanks" he said, then he smiled.
We then got our stuff and left the room. But before I left he stopped me.
"Hey Logan!" he said.
I turned around. "Yes?" He looked nervous.
"Uhh...would u wanna maybe...hang out tomorrow?" he replied, nervously.
I was thinking for a moment to see if I had any plans tomorrow, but I don't.
"Oh, okay sure." I said. He smiled. "Okay, i'll meet u at the fontein at the Crown Ridge Mall, it's one of my parent's newest malls they just opened."
"Ok so i'll-" I stopped for a moment, "YOU'RE PARENTS OWN THE CROWN RIDGE MALL?" I shouted excitedly.
"Yeah, why?" he said.
"Dude, that's like my favoriete place to go to...well u know, just to get away from everything. How come I never see u there?"
"I'm always at my house...cause I got...no one to hang with." he said, then he frowned.
"Oh, I see... well then, i'll be your first friend." I replied. He looked up and smiled again.
"R-really? Cause no one ever wants to talk to me... But thanks! I'm so glad we met." he said.
"Okay, so i'll see u there after school tomorrow." I smiled and then walked out of the room, followed door him.
Carlos POV
I can't believe that someone like Logan would actually wanna be my friend. I guess I can say that I don't feel alone anymore. I feel...happy.
Michelle:Where's Logan Carlos!!!
Carlos:In the Kitchen
Michelle:Thanks
Carlos:Wait
Michelle:Yeah
Carlos:Where's Taylor
Michelle:No i haven't seen Taylor since Yesterday?
Carlos:Ok
Let's go to Taylor
Taylor:Get off me!!
Mysterious Girl:You are the Uglyest girl on Earth
Taylor:You Are!!!
Mysterious Girl:Taylor shut Up!!
Then Mysterious Girl Punches Taylor then puts Taylor in a box with holes then she took her
Lets go to Cat and Katie
Cat:Is Logan Hott
Katy:Is Kendall Hott
Katy and Cat walk to Michelle and Alex and Selena
James:Y!!
Carlos:Im Worried about Taylor
Alex:Get a kanon and Tissues
Carlos:Y!
Selena:I already know
Carlos:TAYLOR!!!!!!
Alex:AlexSelenaRules!
here is another one of my really wierd big time rush dreams that i had last night.
i had just finished watching a dvd of this wierd cartoon and i was looking at the credits and it zei "and special thanks to the voice talents of james maslow!" and im like, james maslow? no it couldnt be the same one. So i looked up his wikipedia page and went to filmography (the part that lists what movies/shows the person you've searched has been in) and it zei the name of the cartoon. I got soo exited. Then i went to my local shopping center i really really had to go to the bathroom so without lookin at which one i was going into, i dashed in(not noticing that i had gone into the mens room) I realised i was in the boys bathroom and was about to run out, when i saw james, he was washing his hands. I ran up to him and squeeled "Are u james from big time rush?" and he zei " Yes, are u a boy? Cause if not your in the wrong bathroom." i got an autograph and picture with him.
Wierd....
i had just finished watching a dvd of this wierd cartoon and i was looking at the credits and it zei "and special thanks to the voice talents of james maslow!" and im like, james maslow? no it couldnt be the same one. So i looked up his wikipedia page and went to filmography (the part that lists what movies/shows the person you've searched has been in) and it zei the name of the cartoon. I got soo exited. Then i went to my local shopping center i really really had to go to the bathroom so without lookin at which one i was going into, i dashed in(not noticing that i had gone into the mens room) I realised i was in the boys bathroom and was about to run out, when i saw james, he was washing his hands. I ran up to him and squeeled "Are u james from big time rush?" and he zei " Yes, are u a boy? Cause if not your in the wrong bathroom." i got an autograph and picture with him.
Wierd....