Logan

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Logan 

I woke up late and had to call one of my friends to pick me up and take me to the high school. I was walking through the hallway with my friend, Dak, telling him about this girl named Sarah who rejected a date with me yesterday. The thing is, I kinda lied to him. I lied about her name. And her gender. 

 I feel kinda bad about lying, but I mean, this is high school. When I come out of the closet, if ever, I don't know what others will think of me. Right now, I'm one of the three most popular boys on the whole campus of Palmwoods High; me, captain of the football team, Kendall Knight, captain of the hockey team, and James Diamond, captain of the pretty boys. I mean, all he does is brush his hair with that stupid "lucky comb" of his, and suddenly, he's the center of attention. So not fair!

I'm not sure I could take that kind of blow to my reputation. 

 I said one last thing to Dak before walking into homeroom with Ms. Wainwright. She was my teacher last year as well; she just moved up a grade. 

I yelled at my teacher and made sure I used her first name, just to aggravate her. She told me to sit, so I looked for any empty seats since the class was almost full. 

I saw the last empty seat in the room and emphasized my walking as I went toward it. I hovered above it for a minute, catching a glance from the person who would be sitting behind me. I sat down and high-fived someone who was close to me last year and talked to me a lot, Jett Stetson. 

 After that, the rest of the class was boring as hell. I walked out into the hallway and started to go to my next class when I saw that guy who was sitting behind me in homeroom. I haven't seen him before; I knew every junior from last year that moved up to being a senior and he wasn't one of them. 

He looked pretty cute while he was looking aimlessly around the hallways and checking his schedule every few seconds. I figured he must be lost or confused so I decided to help him. 

 I walked over to him and pressed myself against his backside. He stiffened as soon as I touched him. I asked him if he needed help getting around the school since he was new and all. He seemed to sigh in relief at this and he answered me eagerly. He introduced himself as Carlos. Nice name to match a nice body. He offered me his hand as he gave me his name and I shook it. He was warm and smelled like coffee. I didn't want to let go of his hand, but when I did, I noticed that I was actually tingling where we were touching. 

 He looked up at me and tried to ask me something, but I already knew what he was trying to ask by the look on his face and his slight stutter he seemed to get when he got nervous. I took advantage and added in a small comment, drawing him to my looks, or at least I was trying to. 

I looked at the schedule he gave me when I said that I would walk him to his next class.

I jumped and somersaulted internally when I saw that we would be in more than one class together. No, not just one, but FOUR classes with this new hunk of fresh man meat in front of me.

 He stared at me for a moment and I couldn't help but smirk. I asked him if he was coming with me to class. He still seemed trapped in his trance even when I called him "'Los". 

 I sighed loudly and grabbed his hand and dragged him off to second period, all the while thinking about the sparks I was starting to feel for the new kid.

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