The Unexpected Journey

Arguements

As I walk home, all I can think about is going around the world with Logan. I really didn't expect that. How could I not have taken the hint? He said "you'll be seeing a lot more of me," how stupid can I get? That night I got home, had a shower to clear my head, went on twitter, read my book and studied. Now, I'm lying in my room just off campus.

My room is the same as any other university student would have, my apartment that I share with Katy is quite large considering my father's money. We have a large modern kitchen which is all white and full of marble, it looks like an ice skating rink when it's clean, Katy picked it out. We have small living area with a cream sofa, a small flat screen TV on a wooden stand; in the middle of the room we have a black and cream rug and a glass coffee table in the middle. Finally, my room, it's just an average student room, a double bed with a little wooden nightstand, a desk to do all my assignments and a bookshelf filled with my study and favourite books. My walls are white but they are filled with photos of me and Katy.

While I'm lying here I start to think about the trip, it's going to be so much fun. I am actually looking forward to spending time with Logan.

Buzz.

I am snapped out of my thoughts by a buzzing noise, my phones going off. It's not Katy's text tone, who could it be?

It's a Facebook notification; I click ok it, eager to know who it is.

'Logan parks has added you as a friend.'

My first instinct is to add him and look at his profile to try and find out more about him. Hopefully giving me some clue about his and Katy's situation. Then again, I should leave it a few minutes so he doesn't think I'm a complete and utter loser. I go to mine and Katy's ice rink kitchen, make a hot chocolate and climb back in bed. For once I'm glad Katy isn't back because I wouldn't be able to face her yet, knowing she's lying to me.

I pick up my phone again then accept the friend request. I automatically click on his profile. In his profile picture he's wearing a 'Room 94' t-shirt.

This is when I go mental. He likes the same music as me; nobody at school ever likes my music. They like all pop and rap music. I don't have anything against that type of music, I prefer rock. Now I've found someone who likes my music, I get more excited thinking I can talk to him about something more than how we are "detention buddies" and how much of a loser I am.

Five seconds later I hear the lock on the door go. Katy's home. I quickly switch off the Facebook app. I scramble into the living room to greet Katy. As Katy comes through the door and enters the living room, sighing with relief.

"Today has been awful!" She says while slumping onto the couch.

"Agreed! Although I didn't find out something interesting." I say. Why am I saying this, why don't I just get revenge on Katy? I start plotting in my head.

"Um.. What might that be?" She asks while opening a chocolate bar which has to be a week old.

"Well, I can't tell you everything now, can I?" I tease, while putting on my best evil laugh.

"Why bring it up then? I thought we were best friends, why can't you tell me?" She moans, sitting up with annoyed look sweeping across her face. That's how I feel.

"Makes two of us." I reply sarcastically with an annoyed tinge to my voice.

"What's that suppose to mean?" She spat at me. Acting as though I'm the criminal. I cross my arms and scowl at her. She knows exactly what I mean she just isn't admitting it. I can't deal with this right now, my own best friend lying directly to me. I storm out into my room, grab a pair of joggers and one of my favourite band 'All Time Low' t-shirt with some high tops and head out the door to burn off some steam.