Logan tells his mother about the audition, and he and Mel make a 'vlog'.
"Mom!" I called out, throwing my backpack onto the bottom of the staircase. I kicked off my dark blue sneakers, making sure I locked the cupboard door after I put them away. Last time I forgot to lock the cupboard was disastrous. Presley had managed to get her hands on my sneakers and decided to decorate them with bright pink glitter-glue.
It took nineteen washes to get the glue off, but by then my shoes were wrecked, anyway, so it didn't really matter. Luckily my dad bought me a new pair before my mom found out; otherwise I would have been in so much shit.
"Kitchen!" My mother called back. I pushed open the closed kitchen door and braced myself to tell my mother the news.
"Mom." I repeated, squeezing my eyes shut. I had no idea how she was going to take it, so I was trying to think of positive ways to tell her.
"Yes, Logan." My mother said, looking from the sink and turning to me. She had a small smile on her lips, which kind of creeped me out. I wondered why she was smiling. Our dishwasher had broken down so she was hand-washing the dishes, why would you smile about that?
"I've got something to tell you." I told her. Her face instantly dropped. She didn't say a word, but brought her hands out of the water and dried them off, before placing her head in her hands.
"Oh, Logan." She sighed. She sounds a little upset, which confused me. I had no idea what she was going on about. "How could you-Who is she?"
"She?" I asked, trying to put the puzzle pieces of my mother's mind together. "You mean Mel?" I questioned, guessing that was who she was going on about. She was the only girl I hung around with these days that mom had heard me talking about, at least. I figured she'd hit her head or something.
"Do her parents know?" She asked. I was getting more and more confused with every passing moment that she talked.
"OH GOD!" My mom shrieked, sinking into the kitchen. I slowly walked over to her, placing my arm around her, making sure she was alright. "Why couldn't you have used protection? This is all my fault, I never should have let you go to that party last Friday..."
"Prote-WHAT?" I screamed, finally I understood what she was getting at. "I DID NOT GET MEL PREGNANT!" My mother looked up at me like I was going insane or something; I don't doubt I was giving her the same look. "Why would you thi-What gave you that id-WHAT?"
"I thought that you meant...What did you want to tell me then?" She asked. Trust my mother to go jumping to conclusions. I say I have something to tell her, she thinks I've knocked a girl up.
"Well, let's go back to the beginning." I suggested. "Mom, I've got something to tell you." She cracked a smile at me, a bigger one than before.
"What do you want to tell me?" She asked, leaning forward on the small table as I sat in the chair opposite her.
"Well, you know my friend Mel?"
"Well, you know the actress Melissa Ross?"
"Yes, that young girl from those films. What about her?" Then I remembered...I hadn't told my parents about Mel being in school with me, or even us being friends. I mean, I may have mentioned 'my friend Mel', but she could have been anyone.
"Well, me and Mel went to an audition today." My mother held her hand up, making me stop my talking.
"Mel? As in Melissa Ross?" She asked and I nodded my head. She then laughed at me. "Okay, Logan, nice to know you still have your imagination." She sighed happily, getting up and going back to washing the dishes.
I got up and followed her over to the sink. She thought I was lying about it all? How could she think that I was lying? Why would I make that up?
"No, mom, not my imagination." I told her, hoping she would believe me. "Mel is in my school, mom. She's my friend. I took her to the party last Friday; she spent the night here afterwards." She knew I had, had a friend who was a girl stay over, I guess she assumed it was Stephanie. She knew we'd broken up, too, but I think she thought we were still friends.
"Okay, sweetie, where is this going?" She asked, scrubbing last night's pasta sauce off a plate.
"Well, Mel took me to her audition today, and I got asked to read out some lines." She still didn't look at me, but I think she thought I was still making it all up. "Then the director, Jon Walker, asked me to go back for rehearsals."
"That's nice, Logan." She said, starting to hum to herself under her breath.
"Why won't you believe me?" I almost yelled at her, but I stopped myself because getting in trouble was the last thing I needed right then. I needed my mother on my side to get her to sign the permission slips.
"Because this story seems a little far fetched, don't you think?" She replied, turning to me at last. I shook my head at her. Far fetched? She did think I was making it up. What reason did I have to make that up?
"Fine, think what you like." I told her, running out of the kitchen and to my bag. Inside were the papers that Jon had given me to get signed by a parent or guardian.
I rummaged around for a while, before realizing they were in the front pocket of my bag. So, I zipped up the back part and opened up the front, pulling out the papers and running back to the kitchen.
"Please." I repeated. My mother was always trying to get me to 'improve' my manners. She thought I had none.
The fourteen-year-old boy, with no manners and a big imagination. Yeah, that was me all over. Did she know her own son at all?
My mother wiped her hands on the towel she had placed on the counter, squinting her eyes at the papers I had held out in front of her. She couldn't read without her glasses on, but could never find them. So, I pulled mine out of my pocket and she placed them on her face. I never wore my glasses, but my mother made me carry them everywhere with me just in case.
I could see her reading over the fine print and every little detail that was written down. Her face just kept falling as she realized that I hadn't been making it up. She looked like she was going to fall over, so I pulled a chair from the table and tucked it under her.
"Logan..." She breathed out. "I-I..."
"It's okay, mom." I told her, not looking for an apology from her. "I just want you to sign the papers." She nodded her head, but didn't move an inch. She just kept reading over all the papers which were now in her hands.
"Is this what you want?" She finally asked after reading them all. I nodded my head. Of course it was what I wanted. I may not have had experience, but I had always secretly loved acting. Drama at school was so fun, but I never told anyone because it was considered 'girly'. I couldn't risk being picked on for it in school.
My mother sighed. She was going to sign them. I HAD CONVINCED HER!
"If this is what you want, Logan." She looked up to me and smiled, but I could tell she wasn't completely convinced after all. She was only doing this for me. Which I thought was okay, because it was for me, wasn't it? It was my life and it was my opportunity in life. I just really hoped I had picked the right thing.
No One's POV
"HEY!" Mel yelled into her camera. "You are now streaming live to my bedroom." The young teen held her arms up, turning around so she could see her own bedroom. "And this," Mel jumped forward and moved the camera to the two chairs, one occupied by Logan, "is my amazing friend, Logan Porter." She then moved to sit in the chair beside him.
"Hey, people who are watching this absolutely random 'vlog'." Logan used his fingers to show quotations on the last word. Mel burst out laughing completely out of nowhere. "Here comes the random." Logan joked.
"Okay, okay." Mel sat back up, taking in deep breaths. "This 'vlog', as Logan put it, is to answer a few questions about my-" Logan coughed. "-OUR new TV show." Mel corrected herself, gently kicking Logan in full view of the camera. "Yes, that means that Logan is going to be starring alongside me-"
"-The not-so-amazing Melissa Ross." Logan butted in and Mel's jaw dropped.
"Have you seen the abuse I put up with?" She questioned the camera, rubbing a hand over her heart.
"I don't mean it, Mel is...Not amazing, but still pretty cool." Logan laughed, pulling his friend into a hug. Mel kissed his cheek, making him release her and rub the saliva off of his cheek.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you get out of a hug." Logan pushed Mel's shoulder and, because of the way she had been sitting, fell off the chair. Logan burst into a fit of laughter and so did Mel.
Making a video blog was Mel's idea. She had been getting a lot of questions about when she was going to go back to acting and if the rumours of her starring in a new TV show were true, so she wanted to answer them. Logan being in the vlog was also her idea. She thought that since he was going to be in the TV show, too, he might as well show his face first with her on her website.
"Okay, back to seriousness." Mel smiled, sitting back up on the chair and brushing her long, black hair over her shoulders again, trying to make herself more presentable on camera.
"There is no seriousness..." Logan mumbled, coughing to cover it up.
"Yes, seriousness, Logan." Mel rolled her eyes. "Do you know what that is?"
"Didn't think so." Mel re-positioned herself on her chair. "Now, everyone keeps asking me questions about when my next acting appearance will be." Mel said. "So, I want to tell you all that I'm going to be starring in a new TV show, possibly, with Logan, possibly, called Spying."
Mel had told Jon what she planned to do with the Vlog and he told her and Logan what they could and couldn't say. After being given the script, Mel was even more excited about it all. Her and Logan had been reading over their lines for hours before finally thinking up of actually creating the vlog then.
"The show is about a woman with two daughters and a man with two sons and a daughter, who are married and live together." That sounds as boring as boring could get. "But, the two eldest children are called up to become spies for a top dangerous mission."
"At first they have no idea why, but then find out that their mother and father are retired spies, and that was actually how they met." Mel smiled. "Soon enough, the mission is over, successfully completed...But will they continue into the world of spies and defeat some more villains?" Mel winked at the camera, before bursting into a fit of laughter for no reason at all.
"So, my character is Ricky Gold." Logan said, trying to ignore Mel and her laughing. "Ricky is the best friend of the middle daughter." Logan further explained. "And he has a major crush on a certain girl."
"My character is Libby 'Bubbles' Silver." Mel smiled, trying her best not to laugh again. "She is a girl at school who is friends with dot-dot-dot." Mel winked at the camera again, not giving a lot away about her character. "However, the only real thing I know is she's called Bubbles because she has a very bubbly personality."
"And keep in mind we're not main characters." Logan also pointed out, in case someone got the wrong idea.
"We're just minor to recurring characters, depending how well this goes for us." Mel added.
Logan and Mel both turned to each other and smiled widely for no apparent reason. They were just happy that they were both going to be in the same TV show.
"OH!" Mel shouted out, jumping up from her seat and scrambling around on her desk beside the camera. "Since we have that all cleared up." She said, pulling a few pieces of paper from behind the camera and sitting back in her seat.
Logan pulled the top sheet out of her hand and started reading over the questions in his head, smiling to himself as he read.
"Question one." Logan read aloud. "How old are you?"
"I am fourteen-years-old." Mel answered, smiling at Logan as she tucked her legs up under her on the chair. "I will be fifteen on June 7th." Logan smiled again.
"Question two, how is High school and have you made any new friends?" Logan's smile widened. He was a new friend.
"High school is going good, thanks for asking." Mel smiled at the camera, ignoring Logan's widened smile. "I'm really having a fun time, especially with my new best friend, Tori. The two of us are really close and we talk a lot."
"More like she talks a lot." Logan interrupted and Mel slapped his knee.
"And Tori, if you're watching this, which you probably are, I love you so much." Logan fake gagged in the background. "Logan loves you, too."
"Soo much." Logan added in the background and Mel slapped his knee again. "I mean it, I love you, Tori."
"Question three, Logan?"
"Question three; what ever happened to you and that guy of you, Jordan was it?" Mel burst into laughter. "I'm serious, that is exactly what it says." Logan laughed back, knowing that she thought he was making it all up.
"Well, me and Jackson had some...Issues?" It came out more as a question on whether they did have some issues or not. "Anyway, we just weren't right for each other."
"Didn't you call him a, and I quote, 'Childish little dick'?" Logan asked, thinking back to the blog Mel had written right after the break-up.
"Whatever..." Mel shrugged, not looking Logan right in the eye. "Well..." She continued. "I think that's it for now." Mel turned back to the camera, a small smile on her face. "Thank you all for tuning in, I've had a lot of fun making this video."
"And I have." Logan added in.
"Special thank you to Logan Andrews." Mel held her hands up to Logan, who took his bow. "And to Ryan Ross for letting me take his camera without him knowing." Logan held his hand over his mouth to stop the laughter. "I hope to do this again soon. Goodbye!" Mel leaned forward and turned off the camera.
"I'm sorry." Logan said, as soon as the camera was off and the live streaming was over with. He hadn't meant to say that about her and Jackson, he knew it was a touchy subject for Mel to think about.
"It's alright..." She mumbled, looking down at the desk and not at Logan.
"No, it's not." Logan told her. "I shouldn't have said that, I really am sorry." Logan apologized again. He placed his hands on Mel's hips and pulled her back, wrapping his arms around her. "I am so sorry."
Mel let out a silent sob into Logan's t-shirt. Why was Jackson such a sensitive subject for her? She no longer had feelings for him, he should have just been washed from her mind. But he wasn't. Jackson was always going to be there in her mind. No matter what happened.
"I love you, too." Mel whispered, not breaking the hug. She meant that she loved him as much as she loved Tori, and Logan understood.
"I love you more." Logan joked and even Mel laughed.