Not So Cinderella

Chapter 4

A/N
So, if I did this right, that pic should be my image of Logan. Is it up? Did I do it correctly? Typing on my phone can be kinda hard...

I added a video! Skip to about 2:30 and look at the girl in the black cap. That's kinda how I imagine the dance.

Ella's POV

Ella turned a harsh glare to the boy across from her. His feet were kicked up on the normally polished oak tabletop spreading a fine layer of dirt around his heels. He was bobbing his head to his irrationally loud rap music which poured from his headphones. She gripped her copy of War and Peace and tilted one ear onto and open palm to block at least a little of the noise.

"LOGAN ASHFORD," She whispered loudly to him, "this is a library so if you could be quiet that would be wonderful." He pulled off his beats and grinned at her, "But Princess, I haven't said a word since we got here."

He had a point. He had been silent as a mouse, or would have been had his music been turned to a lower volume. Speaking of music, it now rang through the library since the cushioned ring of the headphones weren't pressed against his head to seal the noise in. A torrent of swear words flooded the normally peaceful library and Ella gave him a withering glance.

The anger she felt mysteriously evaporated and she only felt exasperation. A library was obviously not his choice setting and, in his defense, he had been quiet for the most part. His music was obscene and a violation to all women kind, but he himself had remained blissfully silent.

A tiny rumble made itself heard and two pairs of eyes turned towards Logan's stomach. He arched a brow and shrugged at it, "I know we don't usually skip such an important meal but you're gonna have to suck it up."

Ella almost smiled at his childish actions. Almost. She clapped her book closed and stored it in her bag before exiting the library with Logan following close behind. She made her way to the beautiful yard that sat towards the left of the building and walked towards the back of the library. Logan was silent the whole time, albeit confused. She plopped herself down under a willow tree with a small duck pond behind it.

Logan stared at her when she patted the spot to her right, but slowly he lowered himself beside her. She dug around her tattered duffle before pulling out a little lunch pack and offered half her ham sandwich to the startled male. He took it and after careful inspection, like she could have poisoned it on such short notice, took a bite. He hummed and wolfed the rest of it down and Ella could only chew her first bite thoughtfully as he licked his fingers clean.

"Your mom makes a mean ham sandwich."

Ella paused before resuming her meal. The slight stop in motion was barely noticeable but, to her surprise, Logan noticed it.

"What's wrong?"

A simple shrug was what he got in response. She didn't feel close enough to him to divulge in such personal issues. She was surprised he was this close at all considering she was ticked at him only last period. She absently picked at her bread and threw the little pieces over her shoulder into the pond.

A pretty white duck with a pale orange beak waddled its way over and settled into Ella's lap. She diligently hand fed the bird and Logan stared, "Are you like a duck whisperer?" Ella smiled and shook her head, "This one's just friendly right Ms. Feathers?"

He arched a brow, "Ms. Feathers? Really? I thought you were more... creative then that." She turned a mock glare in his direction.

"Ms. Feathers has been my friend for four years now, since my freshman year. I've been with her since she was a fluffy little duckling. She got her adult feathers first I'll have you know."