Classics//Logan Huntzberger

Chapter 2

I don't understand. I've been staring at my ceiling for at least 10 minutes picturing Logans face. His smile. Brown eyes...

I need to stop! What is happening?! I sat up on my bed and looked around. This has never happened before. Usually I hate guys. I've never even kissed one.

Homework. Yeah. I could take my mind off of things with homework. I get off my bed and sit down at my desk. I get out my notebook, pencil, and the Romeo and Juliet book. I could over read...

A few hours later...

I woke up with my head on my desk and drool running down my mouth. Ew. I pull my head up and look around. Where's my phone? I stand up and walked over to my bed.

I grabbed my backpack and started digging around. Eventually I found my phone and looked at the time. 3 am. I need to go back to sleep.

I plugged up my phone and laid down on my bed, wrapping the blankets around me. I'm wiped. I closed my eyes... and... slowly... drifted off... to sleep..

The next morning..

I hurried around my room looking for my shoes. I shouldn't have gone back to sleep but I did. I'm gonna be late in my second day of school. Literally. I don't mind much. But it's embarrassing. I threw on my sneakers and ran downstairs. "Mom! I'm taking the car!" I grabbed the keys. "Okay hun!"

I ran out the door and got in the car. I quickly started it and backed out of the driveway, heading my way to the school. What if Logans here today? What if he sits next to me again? What if he asks for my number?

I need to snap out of it. College is right around the corner and I can't worry about boys. I need to worry about school.

My phone starts going off and I pick it up. "Hello?" "Autumn! We need to talk!" My best friend Paris. "Okay? What happened?" I asked urgently.

Paris only gets this way when something wrong happens or something she doesn't like, so something bad happened. "How about you tell me? Logan Huntzburger?! Really?" I furrow my eyebrows. How does she know that?

"What do you mean?" "I mean that you guys were flirting yesterday! You can't fall for him! He's a literal player!" "How do you know about this?! You go to Chilton, not my school!" She sighs. "You've really gotta learn that news travels fast around here."

That's true. Last year when this girl named Stella Chapman got pregnant, everyone knew in less than a week. She wasn't even getting big yet, you just can't tell anyone anything in this town.

"It's not like I like him. He just sat next to me." I can hear her eye roll. "That's how it starts, and then slowly he makes his way to you and you fall for him. It happens all the time." I pulled up to the school. "I gotta go Paris. I'll talk to you later."

I dashed towards the school. I'm a minute early to being late. That was close. Really close. I ran to my class and right as I got there I sat in the back again. Next to him.

"Hey." I heard him say. "Hi." I say breathless. "You're almost late." "But I wasn't." He chuckled. I wanna punch him now. He looks so cute but he looks annoying at the same time.

The whole class time I was so busy focusing on Logan, when the bell rang I didn't hear it. Logan poked my shoulder and walked away. As I was grabbing my notebook I noticed a number in the corner. Logan.

I quickly walked out of the classroom to my next class. I want this day to be over already.

At home...

When I got home I pulled out my notebook and phone and texted the number. A simple hey was fine. I'm not even sure it's him. He may be lying.

In less than 30 seconds, there's a response. 'I saw that you were staring at me so I might as well give you my number.' I'm so stupid. 'Yeah, sorry about that.' 'No it's fine, I kinda liked it.'

I felt my face burn up. He liked it? Wait, but what if this is an act? What if Paris was right? No. Let me have fun. I need fun. 'You did?' I text and then I say my phone down. I need to read Romeo and Juliet.

I pulled out the book, notebook and pencil. Time to get to work.

Later...

I was done. I don't know if it was with the book or my overthinking, but I was done. I grabbed my phone and saw 2 texts from Logan. 'The books good. I like it.' And 'I know about some party that's happening this weekend if you wanna come with me.'

Fun. I need fun. 'Yeah sure, I would enjoy that.' And I plugged up my phone. A party is just what I need. I can't be so tense all the time. I need to cool off. Try to be a cool kid. But what if it's like a set up? What if this is all a trick and he doesn't like me and he wants to hurt me?

See? This is why i can't have fun. I always worry about the worst things. I'm so stupid. I'll just go to sleep and everything will be fine. I'll be fine. Maybe. Potentially. Positively.

I wrapped my blankets around my body and closed my eyes. All I could see was Logan. It's like he is my mind. He can't be though. I'm not even good enough for him. He's perfect and I'm just a girl. I'm not a fun girl either. I'm can be so... uptight.

I roll over to lay on my back. I need to get better at this stuff. I closed my eyes again, this time being able to drift off to sleep.

----------------------------------------------------

Hey, like I don't know if this is any good like I'm new to this and so yeah. Chapter one was more of like a test but if more people read this I'm gonna write more. This chapter is mid ngl. But whatever. Hope yall have a good night or day😁