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were so hard.
    “ That’s good too.” He said, his
voice sounded tight.
    “ Yeah, we’re not swapping.” I said,
and sat back to enjoy my ice-cream trying not to imagine licking it
off Logan’s stomach.
    That was a vision I could do
without during my hormonal time. Not that I’d seen Logan’s body,
but he worked out a lot, and I could only imagine what was under
his clothes.
    Ruffles, seemingly aware of my
discomfort, curled up between our legs but our arms were still
almost touching.
     
    I turned on the TV, and we watched
an episode of ‘Sons Of Anarchy’ which was one of our
favorites.
    Currently, Clay had just been
killed. He should’ve gone a long time ago. I hated that arrogant,
self-worshipping asshole.
    Logan found it amusing that I got
so absorbed in my favorite shows. I’d see him, out of the corner of
my eye, watching me for my reactions.
     
    It was almost eleven when we’d
finished watching TV, our ice-cream demolished.
    “ I’d better go.” Logan said as he
stood, putting my pillow back where it came from.
    “ I’ll walk you out.” I got
up.
    “ No need. You stay here. I’ll see
you tomorrow. Bye Ruffles.”
    Ruffles meowed in
response.
    I shook my head.
    “ Take her. She’ll be happier with
you.” I joked.
    “ Imagine what Matt would say if I
went home with her.”
    I really didn’t want to. The guy
was disgusting.
    “ Anyway, see ya.”
    “ Bye.” I said, and he was
gone.
    I listened to his footsteps and the
sounds of the front door opening and closing.
    “ I’m such as mess!” I whispered out
loud to myself and reached to stroke my cat.
    Instead of laying there, she jumped
down, and walked out.
    “ I’m sorry I’m not good enough for
you!” I yelled after her.
    The thing is, I don’t know whether
I was actually saying that to the cat, or to Logan.

Chapter3
     
    I met Logan for
our Math class after homeroom.
    We sat next to each other. Not on
the same table, they were singles, but the ones next to each other.
Close enough to chat if we had anything to say, which was usually
me passing the answers to Logan.
    You see, I was great at Math, and
Logan’s best subject was Chemistry. I didn’t suck at that. I liked
to let him think I needed his help.
    That was usually how we ended up
spending so much time together. We studied and helped each
other.
    Also, just like last night, Logan
and I hung out and watched TV, or we were with the others. We
didn’t see each other when I went to gym practice though. He’d been
practicing baseball with the guys.
    It was probably a coincidence, but
it was as if he’d organized their training to coincide with mine.
That would be so sweet to do that.
     
    “ Hey Chase!” He
said with a smile as I sat in my seat. “Looking forward to
your spa session?” He grinned.
    “ Not in the
slightest.” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. He still found it
amusing that I’d caved and agreed to go with my Mom. I
was not looking forward to having somebody filing and buffing my
nails. If I wanted to do that, I could do it myself.
    “ What are you going to do when your
Mom is getting a rub down?” He smirked.
    “ I’ll call you and give you a
step-by-step description of what a manicure feels like. Down to
every last file and polish.” I smirked back.
    “ No! Anything but that!” He said
with a mock horrified look on his face.
    “ You know you
want me to.” I teased. “In fact, I think you should go with my Mom.
I bet you’ll just love that.”
    “ Like, oh my God! That would just
be so awesome!” He said with a girly voice that made me snort out
loud and the teacher glared at me. The pair of us chuckled quietly
with Logan pretending to file his nails like a woman.
     
    “ I have baseball practice later.
Are you coming to watch?” He asked after the lesson
ended.
    Whenever I watched them play, Logan
would do well and he would say that I was his good luck
charm.
    I wasn’t, even though it made me
all fuzzy thinking that I was that