Its Complicated

Chapter 5

It was a friday and im stuck in math class the last of the day and of all people logan is sat next to me.. oh the joys hey.

I stare at the clock counting down the seconds for the final bell to ring making music in my ears.

Logan sighs beside me and i hear him put his pencil down.

" ki i know you hate me but could you please tell me why" he asks making me look at him suprised.

He thinks i hate him.

I dont hate him atleast i dont think i do .

" i dont hate you it just pisses me off when all a guy cares about is getting laid its like seriously we may act like we dont care but 99% of the time you hurt us alot by just picking us up when you want to get your leg over. it makes us feel so god damn worthless but half the time we will stay in play with your silly games purly because once you feel things for someone its hard to let go and you try and try to talk your self out of the mess you've got yourself in but every time you persuade yourself to give up you find yourself still in the same place holding on, praying that one day you willl be the only girl in this guys life and you will mean to him what he means too you" i replied looking down at my desk.

He frowns and leans back analyising every word that came out of my mouth.

I can see understanding in his eyes, maybe hes not as dumb as i thought.

"Sorry, I can be a real bitch sometimes." I sigh with a pout at how cruel I have been to him.

Something everyone  should know about me is that I don't usually say sorry. I hate the word  with a passion but on times like this I have to say the stupid word.

"Don't worry about it." He smiles just as the bell rings for the end of school.

Wow, that fifteen minutes passed quickly.

I pack up eager to get  home as soon as possible. I stand and just as I am about to walk out of  the classroom, Logan's hand on my arm stops me.

"I know this is sudden but will you go out with me tomorrow?" He asks shyly, his cheeks tinting a light pink.

I blink at him, momentarily stunned into silence.

He wants to go out with me? Is this kid mental? I have been tormenting him and he wants to go out with me?

Strange.

I tilt my head at him, my rush to get home momentarily forgotten.

After a few seconds of just staring at each other in silence I finally find my voice.

"You want to go out with me?" I ask in disbelief.

Did his parents drop him on his head when he was a kid?

He blushes brighter but nods biting his lip.

This boy is beyond strange.

I think it over.

Do I really want to go on a date with him?

He is cute but obviously  a little nuts, he is smart but wants to act dumb and he seems nice  under his jerk façade. And its not like I'm waiting for Scott to  suddenly pronounce his love for me.

What's the worst that can happen?

I smile at him then write my number and address on a price of paper before handing it to him.

"Pick me up at 5." I wink then walk out the. Classroom leaving a grinning Logan behind.

This should be interesting