𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

12

I ADJUST MY ecru crop-top as I pass the hallways with books steadied in my arm and a soft material on top of them. Logan's tshirt.

I enter my history class three minutes earlier and settle down in my chair.

A couple of minutes later, Logan sits beside me. "Hey." I greet snapping my head to look at his direction.

"What do you want?" He asks irritated and out of patience. Someone woke up on the wrong side of his bed this morning...

I raise my arms in defeat, "Don't get your panties in a twist. I just wanted to give you back your tee." I place the t-shirt on top of the desk.

He snatches it away harshly and I flinch. Why is he so angry anyway? "Right. I don't even know why I gave you this," he scowls.

I fold my arms infront of my chest. "Neither do I but you did. Stop being such an asshole."

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want. Who are you to tell me what to do?" He growls at me.

"You're acting like a child. Deal your bullshit with your self." I scoff turning my attention on the teacher who walks in the classroom.

The rest of the class goes by slowly and painfully. Not because of Logan but because I hate history. And when I say hate, I mean fucking hate. I despise this class more than any other. Even maths. That says a lot.

When the bell rings, I don't waste a second more before I hastily get out of the classroom.

"Hey Jen." I greet, putting a hand over her shoulders as we make our way to the cafeteria.

"Hi." She greets back with a smile. "How was class?" She asks knowing damn well I had history with Logan.

I fiddle with the ends of my hair, "Peachy." I answer through gritted teeth. "Yours?" I turn to look at her, we're about the same height. Maybe she's one inch taller than me or so.

"Boring as fuck." She scoffs and gives me a look that says 'I hate Mondays' and I give her a look that says 'Me too.'  We have this weird way of understanding each other.

Before I step foot in the cafeteria, I realise I'm still holding my history books. "Shit. I have to make a quick stop at my locker, talk to you later." I announce before dropping my arm from her shoulders and sprint down the hallways. I hear a 'See ya' coming from Jenny.

When I arrive at my locker, I'm out of breath and irritation fills me when I see a pair making out on my locker. Today couldn't get any fucking worse. Oh, and did I mention one of them was Logan? It just got worse.

I try to push past them and open my locker but it's hard since they're making out exactly on it. Karma hates me. She really is a bitch.

I groan frustrated, "Excuse me." I tap on Logan's shoulder but he doesn't budge. "Black." Still no answer. I'm starting to get impatient here. "Could you stop making out on my locker?" I fake politeness. Oh my gosh. If he doesn't answer me in the next minute he'll never be able to. Because he'll be six feet under. Dead. Murdered. By me.

I smack the back of his head. It works because he stops making out with Tiana Dartmouth, a cheerleader in our year. "What the fuck, Jones?" He rubs his hand over the place I hit him and turns his back on Tiana.

"What the fuck?" I throw the words back at him. "I've been telling you stop making out on my locker for minutes now." I open my locker, clicking in the combination and shove my books in.

Tiana flicks her blonde hair. "Couldn't you see that we were busy?" She purrs pressing her arms together, trying to push her boobs out off her cheerleader uniform—which was a few sizes too small, for Logan to notice.

He notices and smirks, I roll my eyes. "Can't you see that I don't give a fuck?" I mock and slam my locker at her full makeup-ed face.

I pull out my phone from my pocket and walk towards the cafeteria. I hear muffled giggles and flirting coming from the pair that I left behind and my stomach ties up in knots. I ignore it. It's probably because I haven't eaten anything today, not because of them. Why would I even care about them?

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i’m really sorry for not updating in what feels like a lifetime. but i just needed a break ig idk anyway hope you liked this chapter

i’m super sorry for only 700+ words on this chapter. it’s super short but i didn’t what else to write so that’s that. i’m incredibly disappointed in myself for this chapter but i’ll try to make up for it next time.

i just realized that i never wrote a chapter with 2k words or more and i’ll try it next time & see how i’ll feel about it.

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