The Principal's Son

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Logan's POV

I clenched my teeth as I saw the whole thing on the tennis courts. How many boys does she have around her and why did she left him kiss her? More importantly, why do I care? I needed to relieve my stress. This one guy from school, told me that there was a party tonight and invited me. Dad would be piss but I didn't care. The guys I met from yesterday wanted to smoke before they left so we were across from the tennis courts and I could see everything.

I hate how I saw Madison everywhere I went. She was practically like in all of my classes. I glanced back her way as she was talking to her boyfriend and laughed. The old lady yelled something and everyone scurried to the courts, practicing. Madison was paired up with that girl from yesterday at lunch. The person who hit her head. I couldn't believe I still remembered that.

Madison was serving and she threw the ball in the air and hit it gracefully but yet the ball went so fast, the girl couldn't even hit it back. I got to praise Madison. She was a complicated girl. I couldn't read her. Every person I met, I instantly knew what they were, but this girl amazed me to a whole new level. I couldn't understand her. Just yesterday she sucked at badminton, yet she played tennis like a pro. Wasn't badminton and tennis the same?

I couldn't point my fingers on it, but she had something she was hiding from everyone. Some kind of dark secret. I could just tell and I was aching to know what her secret was. It just made me curious just thinking about it. The girl lost to Madison in less than twenty minutes. I was still staring at their game when I think his name was Dick, which I think it's such a funny as name gets, said my name.

"Logan, dude Logan do you even hear me?"

"Yeah I do," I said, not really caring. "What?"

"Are you sure you don't want one?"

He means the smoke. "I don't smoke."

"You look like the type to."

Just because I'm a delinquent, I should smoke. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't smoke," I said again and they stop asking me. "When are we heading out? If it's not soon, I'm leaving."

I have somewhere better to be than watched them smoke their lungs out. Just breathing the same air as them was making it worse for me.

"We're going soon."

My phone vibrated and I looked at it. "Well, change of plans for me. I'm heading out."

"Where are you going?" one of them asked. I forgot what his name was.

"I have to do something. See you later."

I looked at Madison one more time. She was smiling. Wow, she looked pretty. I mentally slapped myself. What the heck? Did I just think she was pretty? Wow, was my standards getting low or something? Her boyfriend went to hug her as she won another game. I glared at nothing in particular. Somehow it irritated me to see them together.

My mood wasn't getting any better as I met my friends from my old school.

"Great, he's in one of his moods again," my best friend, Doug mentioned.

I glared at him. "Chill, man," my other best friend, Pipe said.

I collapsed on the coach. "So why did you text me to meet you here asap?" I asked. "I was going to go to a party."

"You fucker, you transferred schools," Doug said.

"So?"

"So we're lonely. We decided to transfer to your school too. Your dad let us," Doug said grinning. "Isn't that awesome?"