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    “Well, one of we, thought it would be a great day to sit on the back porch and read a little before heading out to get some skating in.”
    “Roller or ice?”
    I sigh knowing that what I’m about to say is going to make me sound like a bitch, or just plain crazy. “Look, Logan, you’re nice and all, but trust me, you don’t want to hang around me. I’m not a whole hell of a lot of fun, I’m not one of the money spending party girls you might find in Shippan. As a matter of fact, I don’t even live around here. I just like their bookstore better. I live over in Cove. I’m just plain old Katelyn, with a plain old life.”
    He presses his lips together and nods, not saying a word.
    We continue walking to our cars, though this time, the walk seems much longer. As soon as we start approaching, I click the button to unlock the Jeep.
    His silence starts to eat at me. Logan reaches around me and opens the driver door for me, still not saying a word. I get in, put the books on the passenger seat and put on my seatbelt. He leans against the door as I do all of this, all the while his eyes are scanning me and his brow is furrowed. “You always try to push everyone away Kate?”
    My heart drops into my stomach. I know that is what I do. Hell, my parents know I do that, but no one has ever called me out on it until recently. “Ye- Yeah, I guess I do.”
    He shakes his head. “That’s a shame.” Logan closes the door, gives me another look with a sad smirk and walks away.
    The pain in the pit of my stomach gets worse and I grab hold of my steering wheel with both hands and slam my forehead against it. “Aaah!” I scream, though only to myself. No, this is good, I try to convince myself. I still don’t know what happened yesterday and I sure don’t need any new people calling me a freak.
     
    I lay on my hammock, trying to read but no matter what position I get in, I’m just not comfortable. It doesn’t help that the birds are just chirping away in their cheerful bliss while my thoughts continue to go back to Logan and what I did. I feel awful for doing that, scratch that, awful is too nice, I feel like a horrid bitch. Then I start thinking about how I’ve done it to Ana, and I am pretty sure that I am about to see my lunch again. I need to skate . I need to clear my head and convince myself that not letting people close to me is a good thing. I walk back inside, leaving the stupid chirping birds in the preserve behind my house to continue their songs.
     
    I get out of my car and find Liz outside with a clipboard in her hand, instructing some delivery guys on where they needed to go. This competition is a huge deal, I swear that pretty much every conversation I’ve heard them having lately is about the competition or preparations for it.
    “Hi Liz.” I wave a floppy sleeve at her as I slide on my hoodie.
    “Thanks again for the surprise. You and dad didn’t have to do that.” I give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I had texted them a thank you earlier, but it isn’t the same.
    “You’re welcome, dear. “ She gives me a quick squeeze. “Are you doing better?”
    “Yeah, why?” I shrug my shoulders and give a smile, but I’m pretty sure she’s not buying it.
    “You just look a little bothered is all.” She smiles back. Nope, she’s not convinced, but at least she’s not pushing the subject . “I’d better check on those delivery guys. I’ve got quite a few moms waiting on new blades and outfits for their kids. I’d tell you that your dad is in his office, but to be honest, I have no idea where he is right now. We have been all over making sure that everything is done.”
    “No worries Liz. Do you guys need any help?” Maybe doing something good to help someone will take my mind off my own crappy behavior and apparent lack of social skills.
    “Well, it would be really helpful if you grab a clip board from the office and take a walk around the rinks and make sure that everything is up to