Just Getting Started On A Big Night

Tacos?

Disclaimer: I don't own BTR

Logan

All four of us, me, Carlos, James, and Kendall, were all at Carlos' house, waiting for his parents to get home so that we could ask his dad, chief of police, to help us find a few suspects for who may have committed the heinous crime against our school only two days into the school year. We were going over students that we knew were here from last year and who could've had a grudge or something against the school or staff. Carlos couldn't really participate, much for the fact that he wasn't here last year.

We actually ruled out a lot of students and had narrowed down the list quickly. There was only four people left who actually had a reason to be mad at the school or staff.

Jenny Tinkler, our first suspect, was suspended for two weeks because of some fight she had. She had jumped on some guy because he broke up with her; she ended up putting him in a coma for a month. She would probably have a grudge after that incident.

Wally Dooley, or "Wayne-Wayne", our second suspect, had gotten called out by the principal last year for cussing out a freshman. He refused to get a referral or go to detention and he kept on starting fights. He was expelled a month or two after that, but James said he saw the guy hanging around school grounds for a while yesterday.

Our third suspect, Kat Andrews, also known as the 'voice' of our school, had gotten suspended for two weeks like Jenny because she

Lastly, Chris "Mr. Masterpiece" Masters. He basically vandalized the school cafeteria and was expelled. Cleanup lasted three weeks because of all of the spray-paint he used and the damage the baseball bat caused.

Soon after we had finished discussing this, Papa Garcia walked in with his wife. He looked extremely tired, but once he saw us all, he immediately perked up.

"Hey guys. What are you all doing here?"

"Well, there was a fire at the school, so it was cancelled." said James.

"Oh, yeah. I was issued that case this morning. You boys made it out all right?"

We all looked down at ourselves as if checking ourselves for any burns or injuries. We looked at each other, then back at him. We all nodded, then broke out in laughter.

Once we calmed down, Papa Garcia had told us what happened.

"Well, I got to the school and saw this boy with all black clothes on and a black hood pulled over his head. I could barely see his eyes, but I could tell that they were filled with rage. I walked over to him, but then he started running." Carlos gasped. "I started to run after him, then I called backup to help me. We caught the sucker and brought him in for interrogation. He admitted everything. Probably thought that it would be worse for him if he didn't spill the beans earlier on." he said triumphantly.

"Wait, so this guy was inside of the school, and he's the one that caused the reaction?" asked Carlos.

"Yeah. I know it sounds weird, but he used a ladder to climb in through one of the windows. He mixed almost every chemical in the lab together, then before it could explode, he lit a match and threw it in. He jumped out the window and ran. That was right before I showed up and saw him by the fence."

"So... Do you know his name?" I asked.

"That, Son, is classified information." he said right before cracking up and yelling "jk" like he was a teenager.

Once he was calm enough to speak again, he told us. I was in no way prepared for what he told us.

-o.O.o-

We were all sitting down on the couch in the Garcia's living room, talking about who had confessed to purposefully set the chemicals in one of the science labs on fire right after mixing several of them together.

"Are you sure it was him?" I asked.

"Sure as I can be when he told me his name and why he did it." said Carlos' father.

"Wait. He told you why?"

"Yep!" he answered a little excitedly, popping the 'p'. I guess he was just happy that he could get a suspect to confess to their crime so fast.

We all stared at him, waiting for him to continue. He stared back at us until he realized what caused the silence.

"Oh! Right, you guys wanted me to tell you why he did it. Well, he basically said that he felt like everyone in the school was treating him like he didn't exist and would never give him any attention. He said that starting the fire would definitely get him some attention. He just didn't think about whether the attention would be negative or positive, and right now, it's negative attention." he explained.

"I just can't believe that Jett, Jett Stetson out of all people, could do something like this. He was one of the people that I was really close to last year, other than you guys," I said, gesturing at Kendall and James as I cast an apologetic look towards Carlos. "He always seemed to be at least a little bit cheerful. But, now that I think about it, he didn't seem to be that social toward others beside me." I said the last part more-so to myself.

"Well, there's no point dwelling on the past." said James. We all gave him a look that said 'are you serious?'

"What? Just saying. I mean, this mood is kinda depressing now." he tried to defend himself.

Kendall sighed. "I guess you're right. Maybe we should try to get past this. Jett brought this upon himself, but I'm sorry that it even happened and that our school got destroyed in the process."

We all nodded in agreement.

"I'm hungry. Who wants tacos?" asked Carlos' dad.

We all raised our hands before Kendall yelled childishly, "I do!"

-o.O.o-

Carlos

We all sat around the table once it was spread out for six of us. Mami decided that she would join in dinner with us to get to know more about the other boys.

Kendall called his mom and told her that he was going to stay over here for dinner while Logan and James did the same with their moms.

Mami was in the kitchen finishing up the last of the tacos while the rest of us waited, just making small talk.

She brought out a platter loaded with the amazing food and we all dug in.

"So, Kendall, Carlos tells me that you have a little sister. Katie, was it?" Mami said, trying to break the comfortable silence that had settled over the table.

"Uh, yeah, actually. She's only a few years younger than me." said Kendall.

"Oh, well, that's nice." she replied.

We finished our meal while Kendall, James, and Logan talked about weird or funny events that had happened last year at the school. When we were done, I excused us all and told my parents that we would all be in my room. James was the only one who hadn't seen my room, so when he walked in, he immediately shouted, "bed!", before faceplanting into my mattress.

"I guess he likes the room." said Logan, pointing out the obvious.

James flopped over and let out a deep sigh before I made my way to the bed and put his head on my lap. Logan came and sat on the opposite side of us while Kendall sat right next to him before plopping onto his side.

"You know that food was amazing, right?" one of them asked me. I was starting to get sleepy, so I only nodded in response, not caring if they could see me or not.

Before I knew it, all four of us were passed out on my queen-sized bed.

Little did we know, a certain blonde-haired someone was watching us the whole time.