Logan.
His name was Logan Philips.
Blonde hair, always in a quiff, and icy blue eyes that you could get lost in.
Of course, i didn't notice these thing right away. At first, i was disgusted by even the thought of having a new kid come into my class. I sat behind him; it was the only seat left (if you don't count the one behind David Mcphearson. He farts a lot. Plus, the seat behind Logan was right beside my friends)
So i took my seat.
I ignored Logan for the first class. It wasn't that hard. He was a quiet kid.
After class ended, I grabbed my stuff and left.
In the hall, Jacob Parker, the school's biggest jerk, chose me as his next victim.
"Hey Adamson. Ya you." He said.
"Frick off, Parker." I retorted.
"Woah, calm down, Deli" he said, shoving me into a nearby row of lockers. God, i hated that nickname.
My head took most of the damage. It was still throbbing when someone kneeled down to help me gather my books.
I finally looked up when i was back on my feet.
Oh No.
It was Logan.
Hey guys! I know, this chapter is REALLY short. I'm sorry. But i promise the next one will be longer.
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Hey There Delilah
Teen FictionDelilah Adamson lives a normal tenth grade life. Her main problems are homework and annoying teachers. That is, until the new boy moves into her life...
