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I
hadn’t even heard what anybody was saying. All I could hear was
what Poppy had said to me earlier.
    “ Yeah. Everything’s fine.” I hated
lying to him, but the last thing I wanted was to show my insecurity
about how he saw me.
    “ Chase.” He
said, looking me right in the eye. “Everything’s not ok.”
    Shit. He saw right through me, and
now I was going to have to explain myself. Not there on the field
though, not when there were other people watching the
practice.
    Out of the corner of my eye, I saw
Sian and her followers sitting down to watch the game. Of course
she would. Lex played baseball too. So did the other
guys.
    I took a deep breath.
    “ I’ll tell you later.” I
sighed.
    “ You will.” He said, and then the
guys called him to practice.
     
    Why was it so hard? Why did I have
to have feelings for him? If I weren't friends with Logan, then I
wouldn’t be hanging out with them. I would be by myself. Sometimes
I thought I would be better off, and then I wouldn’t have to go
through the hormonal roller coaster ride every time I laid my eyes
on the perfection that was Logan Blackwood.
    As he ran across the field, his
tight ass moving as his legs shot him forward towards the benches
where his other friends sat, my eyes were completely fixed on
him.
     
    I tried not to watch as Logan
stepped up to the mark, swinging his bat over his shoulder, getting
ready to hit the ball that Pike was about to throw.
    Pike lifted his leg, brought his
hands together, taking his arm back until her threw the ball right
towards Carl who was the catcher. The ball was fast, but Logan
swung the bat round and hit the ball hard. It flew right through
the left field, I think it was called, and away. It was a home run.
He practically strolled around the bases.
    It wasn’t a full game, just a
practice. The full games, with more in the field, were a hell of a
lot faster.
    Logan grinned and looked over to me
as he passed third base.
     
    “ Logan
is so hot!” one of Sian’s friends said.
    I didn’t want to look, but I knew
it was Carly Range. One of the junior cheerleaders and probably the
head when we go up to senior year. Her long legs were crossed in
front of her, that much I could see, and I knew she’d be twirling her pink hair
round her fingers.
    Her hair wasn’t bright pink, like you’d
expect. No, it was the same color as cotton candy.
    “ Yeah, I’d jump him at the drop of
a hat.”
    Now, I knew who that was. It was Cassie
Hastings. Or ‘Cass’ to her friends. The same girl who was caught
with her pants down, with somebody else, under the very same
bleachers we were sitting on. She never seemed to have any one
group of people that she hung out with. She kinda just went with
whomever took her fancy that day.
    I smiled back at Logan, and I felt
the girls’ eyes on me. I knew they were whispering about
me.
     
    God I was
so sick of high school, and we hadn’t even finished junior
year.
    Looking down at my text book, I
couldn’t focus on the chemistry symbols. I just wanted to get up
and leave.
    “ Logan! Wake up!” I heard Carl
shout, and I snapped my head up to see what had
happened.
    Logan was in the field, and the
ball was behind him as he was running to get it.
    “ Stop eyeing up the girls and keep
your eye on the ball!” Carl said with a smirk in my
direction.
    They were quite a bit away from me
but not far enough for me to miss their expression. Sian and the
girls started giggling and I felt my stomach turn. My face heated,
and I looked back down at my books.
    “ I think he was looking at me.”
Said Cassie.
    “ I think he was.” Giggled Carly. “I
bet he wouldn’t mind getting under the bleachers with
you.”
    “ I’d be more
than happy to get on his wood under this wood.” She purred, patting the
seats.
    That made the three of them cackle
like old ladies.
    These ones are made of steel, you
dumb ass. I thought to myself.
     
     
    “ So what’s up?” Logan asked after
school. He was giving