Logan chuckled and took a step forward being intimidating.
"Aren't you going to let me in, Kitty Kat?"
I cringed at the nickname.
"No." I shot back.
He pushed me out of the way and made his way in.
"Hasn't changed." He sighed.
"We never redecora-"
"I was talking about your attitude."
"I was talking about your attitude." I mocked.
"Don't be like that." He chuckled.
"What? Not wanting a stupid thing in my house who used to be mean to me when I was little!" I spat.
"Woah there. You're calling this a thing." He gestured to his body.
"Yeah I am."
I walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Close the door." I murmured.
The door closed slowly.
"So you want me to stay?" He smiled.
"No, but obviously your not leaving." I sighed and looked out the window.
Why did he have to come back? My life was already bad enough. I took my phone out and called Connor.
"Who you calling?" Logan sat next to me.
"None of your business." I gritted my teeth.
Then I heard a soft voice and it put me at ease.
"Hey."
"Hi."
Logan mocked me saying hi in a high pitched voice.
"Who was that?" Connor laughed.
"My stupid friend." Logan smiled at me when I said friend. But I ignored him.
"I didn't see you all day." I whine.
Then I hear a familiar voice.
"Come on Connor get off the phone and let's go back to f-"
I hang up and cover my face with my hands.
"What's up?" He nudged my shoulder.
Why was he being some what.. Nice?
"Nothing." I said my eyes burning from holding back tears.
"I'm serious." He grabbed my hands off my face.
"I'm fine."
"Who was on the phone?"
"Why do you care so much?"
"Kat-"
"I'm not answering until you tell me why you care."
"Fine." With that he got up and took my phone.
"What the hell give me it back!"
He started doing something in my phone then mumbled done. Putting my phone in his pocket.
"I swear if you don't hand that to me I will-"
"You'll what? Hit me?" He smirked.
"No." I mumbled.
"Right. Well if you want your phone back.. You're going to have to get it."
With that he ran out of the house. I ran out shortly after him but stopped once he wasn't in sight. I walked over to the house across the street just to see if that's where he is. I knocked lightly on the door.
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Friends? I think not.
Novela Juvenil"I heard your friend is moving back." She had a smirk on her face. I stood in the lunch line waiting for her to tell me. "Logan." She laughed. "Correction, he is not my friend. Our moms were best friends. He was my childhood nightmare." I snapped at...
