How deep is your love?

Part 4 - Lizzie the Jerk?

My wifi crop top, my favourite since I was a teenager, have grown that much, have I?
I quickly put on some black leggings and my black converses, put a hoodie over my top, and my earphones & phone in my pocket and run down the stairs.
"Thanks dad!" I take the toast and run out the door.
"Good luck on your first da-," I couldn't catch the rest of his sentence as I was already half way down the road.
I decided to escape from the world a little bit and put in my headphones and play Borderline (Vanic Remix) because it's my favourite song at the moment.
I sing along to half of it until I bump into this guy who is apparently the crush of Yammy? I don't even know.
I take out my earphones to apoligise.
"Heya, sorry I didn't see you there heh," I keep it friendly, hoping for no arguments.
"Well watch where your going, jerk," the person lifts up his head and pushes past me.
Seems like that's the usual bad-boy of the school, every morning he calls me a jerk, good huh? Nope.
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I walk into the school/college, and I see Logan just leaning on the wall, calling someone? I don't know, and I shouldn't be nosy.
I walk past him hoping he wouldn't take notice of my face, seeing as I'm blushing so bad.
I guess he is my crush then? Oops.
I make my way down to Art, seeing as it's the least I could do to meet up with Joey.
Instead I bump into Logan, am I going in circles?