A/N: It's almost 2 in the morning and this is the only productive thing I've done besides school work in 2 weeks, so here, take my late night writing and judge it as you will. I'm going to sleep.

Logan yawned as he tugged his earbuds out. He'd gotten to school a little early so he just sat at his desk listening to music and drawing. He couldn't think about anything other than number and calories, when he'd stepped on the scale last night it had said 90.2, before he binged and he'd been at 88.1, so his solution, fast for two days until he could get his weight back down to an acceptable number, even if he thought he'd pass out every time he stood up. He looked up to see Oliver walking in with Jace, look at that, right on time. He shook his head and went back to his drawing, a shot of a torso, ribcage and stomach, collarbones like vallies. He was sure he'd have to switch over to just drawing skeletons soon.

"Alright everyone, so since we've reached the end of our books, which I'm sure you all have done, it's time to write your reports. I want three pages, talk about character arcs, themes, plot, use of metaphors, setting, whatever you please, but it has to be on The Hobbit." Logan had finished the book they'd been reading for English class, a few weeks ago, it was pretty good too, but it was probably more of a freshman level book. The whole reason they were reading it was because they were looking into how Tolkien made a children's book that still had a high literary value, maybe in his essay he'd say something about that. "You all will be paired with one partner, I chose these at random." The teacher said and Logan sighed, everyone collectively rolled their eyes as the teacher went over pairings. "Via and Tate, Frank and Dereck, Syd and Carter, Julia and Kenzie, Oliver and Grace, Logan and Jace, Sophia and Charlotte, Greg and Daniel, Lia and Alex. Alright, those are the pairings, I'll put this up here for anyone who wasn't listening, though you should have been, remember, you have until November twenty-eighth." Logan's stomach dropped into a twisted mess in his shoes. Jace. "Alright, get together with your partners and converse about your projects for the next twenty or so minutes."

Logan took a breath as Jace walked over to his table looking calm and collected as he usually did when he wasn't dead set on giving the boy a hard time.

"I'll do the essay, you don't have to do anything." Logan said and Jace sat down at the seat next to him.

"Good, I wouldn't want to come over to the house of a fag anyway." Jace said and Logan rolled his eyes.

"You know statistics show that people who are overly homophobic are more likely to be gay." He said and Jace glared.

"You little shit." He said, his voice a growl as Logan pulled out his computer, typing up a few ideas.

"Go on, hit me or whatever, I've gotten used to it." He said and Jace scowled.

"Fucking bitch boy, you probably like it." Jace said and Logan rolled his eyes.

"So what?"

"So that's weird as shit."

"And you're either a sadist, or just a fucking douche." Logan said, glancing at Jace. "Could be both, but I'm leaning towards the latter."

"Fuck you."

"That's pretty gay, Jace." Logan said, going back to his work, deciding on the themes he wanted to include and the overall point.

"No, you're pretty gay."

"Good comeback." Logan said sarcastically and Jace grabbed his shirt, his face twisted in anger. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Why not?" Jace asked, still pissed. Logan glanced at Oliver who wasn't looking at him and then back to Jace.

"Do you really want everyone to see you beat up the happy, slightly shy queer kid? Really? Tell me, Jace, are you really ready for that kind of backlash?" He asked and Jace let go of his shirt with a growl.

"You got lucky this time, Pierce."

"Great, so if you don't mind, just leave me be, the essay will be done within a week." Logan said, staring at his screen as he started the introduction.

"Alright, students, you are dismissed." The teacher said and Logan packed up his laptop, pulling his bag over his shoulder and walking out. Jace walked out with Oliver and Grace.

Logan stood in the lunch line, pulling his sleeve over his hand as he twisted it, walking forward and looking at the food options. Fries covered in greese and salt (365), Sandwiches slathered in mayonnaise, chicken, dry lettuce, molding bread (292), Apple, red, safe enough (91), Salad with too bright to be real white ranch dressing seeping into mushy lettuce and soggy tomatoes, croutons that would still be stuck in his teeth a day later (297). He grabbed an apple, he didn't feel like wasting the salad.

"Is that all you're getting?" Oliver. Logan jumped a little, not realizing that while he was silently calculating in his head, he was being watched.

"I'm just not hungry, I guess." Logan said, trying to play it off. Oliver had a sandwich, an apple, and fries.

"Alright." He shrugged. "Hey, I just wanted to say..it was pretty shit of me to say everything that I did, I'm sorry, ." He said as they walked. Logan shook his head.

"Oli, it's okay-"

"I'm apologizing anyways." Oliver said and Logan paused before nodding a little.

"Does this mean that we can like...hang out again? I mean, maybe not today, but, you know, on a friday or something?" Logan asked.

"Yes." Oliver said and Logan smiled.

"Hey, Cross, are you eating or what?" Jace called to Oliver and he looked away from Logan.

"Can you not see I'm talking to someone?" Oliver called back, rolling his eyes at Jace.

"Yeah, I just don't give a shit, what are you doing talking to the fag anyways?" Logan tensed when he heard that and Oliver's eyes narrowed at Jace. Logan wasn't really out yet, but it didn't take a genius to know either

.

"Dude, you're such a dick." Oliver said before he turned back to Logan. "I'll see you later, Lo." Oliver said with a small smile before it disappeared as he walked back to Jace.

Logan gripped his backpack strap and held his apple, he didn't know if he was more afraid of Oliver finding out about what was going on with Jace, or of him never finding out.

--

"Hey, stick, What's up with you and Oliver Cross?" Ivy asked and Logan shrugged.

"We used to be friends, he just wants to start hanging out again."

"Why now?"

"Uh..reasons."

"Reasons?"

"Hey, where are Ty and Sy?" He quickly changed the subject.

"Ty's staying home with Sy, it's his first day out."

"Oh, that's cool." He smiled, nodding. He remembered how good it felt to finally get out of the hospital after weeks.

"Wait, you changed the subject, what reasons?" Ivy asked and Logan shrugged again, circling his fingers around his wrist.

"He..he found me..after Jace beat me up..he just hung out with me for a bit and then drove me home." He said, pushing up his glasses.

"Really? Wow, guess everyone's got a good side." She said. "He's kinda hot, actually, I mean, maybe I'm just into the whole bad boy look, but he's hot as hell." She giggled. Logan glanced over at Oliver, he did sort of have that appeal. The leather jackets, ripped jeans, dark hair look, it did look good on him, especially the way his shirt clung to his torso and how his hair was just a bit messy all the time. Logan shook his head.

"I guess, but I grew up with him, it's weird to think of him like that." He said, though he was turning a bit red and Ivy smiled.

"Sure."

"What? I swear, I'm not..he's not like..I don't like him or anything. Actually, I'm pretty sure he's not even like..into guys, he seems kinda into that Grace girl, though." Logan said, glancing over to Grace who was practically all over him. He took a breath and shook his head again.

"Doesn't mean you can't like him."

"But I don't. Come to think of it, I haven't really liked anyone like that." He said and Ivy smiled.

"Hey, it's not a big deal, I just feel like he might possibly like you a little, that's all." She said and Logan tugged at his sleeve. Ivy was right about a lot of things, but surely not this. Oliver was into girls, and if he was into boys, surely not Logan, he had nothing to offer, actually, he had less than nothing to offer, he'd be a burden.

"Yeah, maybe."

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Logan spent the night working on the outline and the introduction of his essay, he wasn't really mad at Jace for not wanting to do it, it was a good time suck so he could forget about eating for a little while. Tomorrow he'd switch back over to restricting as long as he could break his fast without binging, which he knew he could, he'd done it before, it just wasn't often that he could. He kept himself busy listening to the light tapping of the keys while the essay slowly formed. Nothing was quite as calming as the sound of clacking keyboard keys to him. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the notification.

Logan smiled, going into Oliver's contact information quickly.

He sent it and bit his lip, looking over the texts. He was going to hang out with someone for the first time in forever. Sure, he and Ivy and the twins hung out at school, but he rarely hung out with them outside of school, they just accepted that he was anti-social. Wait. Could this be considered a date? No, of course not. It couldn't...could it? Ivy had thought that Oliver liked him, but there was no way she was actually right. Logan just wasn't anyone's type, let alone Oliver's. He shook his head. It's a hangout, not a date He said to himself before he went back to writing his essay.