Ahhh I finally get a chance to upload! I moved and JUST got internet XD <3 go interwebs! Woot! So I have a new story, My 'secret life', I wrote it at like, 3 am...and have almost no memory of ever writing the beginning of it XD check it out :D
Enjoy! <3
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It seemed like I couldn't get enough of Logan. I was still straddling him and playing with his hair. His hands had moved from my thighs, to my waist, to my hair and back to my thighs again. Out lips moved in harmony, as if we had done this a hundred times before. I had heard several whistles come from the crowd, and that was when I finally pulled away. Logan looked a little surprised and dissapointed, but it was quickly replaced with laughter from him and several of his friends. I guess I had missed something funny, I was too busy looking around the crowd.
Several people had decided to leave, but most of the people had their phones out, snapping pictures of me and Logan. Talk about embaressing. I tried to hide my face with my hair as I felt the sudden hotness of my cheeks. Before I could even go sit back to the spot I was at, I was over come with questions and comments.
"Are you in love yet?"
"Omg you are sooo lucky!"
"Oh god, how was it?"
"I bet it was amazing!"
"Can I put these pics online?"
"Can you do that to me?"
"Could you dare me to kiss him?"
For some reason, that last one made me a little angry. But why? It's not like Logan and I were dating. I didn't even like him like that. Or at least I don't think I do. Besides, even if I did, it's not like Logan feels the same way, even if he did, no way would I be dating my best guy friend. Talk about uncomfortable. I would never put our friendship on the line like that, what if we dated and we broke up? We might not be friends anymore. No, I couldn't lose Logan; I need him.
Once I finally got away from all of the annoying preps and their non-stop questions, I walked outside suddenly feeling like I was just suffocated.
"Hey Emma," I said seeing my favorite hispanic. "You okay?" Emma didn't look at me as I can up and stood next to her.
"Hey, I'm sorry about the truth or dare thing. I didn't mean for it to bring up any bad memories--"
"It's fine." She told me, cutting me off. I could tell by her voice that it wasn't fine. She was hiding behind the pain like a mask. A mask I was determined to get off.
"Look, Em...If you want to talk about what happened, I'm here for you." Finally Emma looked at me. Her face was still, making sure to reveal nothing. If only she knew her eyes gave her away.Just as she opened her mouth to speak, I cut her off.
"I didn't know Tristan was going to be here, if I did I would have...well, I would have made him leave." Emma's face fell, finally showing how she felt. As I expected, her face was full of sorrow.
"Kerrie, it's fine. I'm fine. Tristan being here, well...It's a little strange, but I'm okay." For some reason, I knew she was holding back on me. I just didn't know why. She knew she could trust me, right? Getting the impression she didn't feel like talking about anything anymore, so I simply shrugged and shut up, looking up at the stars with her. When did the stars come out? When did it get dark? Wow, time goes by fast when your having a party.
"BOO!" a familiar voice yelled, causing me and Emma to jump. Before I could respond someone had jumped on my back. I couldn't help but laugh. Sophia always did have a way of sneaking up on people, it was sort of her thing. If she didn't, she wouldn't be my "wifey".
