Stella's POV:
A few hours later, we found ourselves sitting at a café inside the park. I took a small bite of my pizza shaped like Mickey mouse and looked up at Logan. He wiggled his brows and smiled. I let out a giggle and threw my napkin at him. Kyland tapped on my shoulder and leaned in.
"You two are looking very friendly. You guys made up?"
" yeah," I replied, smiling, "Were better than ever." She nodded and went back to her sandwich. Holy sat across from me, next to Logan, glaring down at her untouched salad. Her small eyes flitted up at me then back down. Logan coughed and pretended to choke, as I laughed at his joke. I took another bite if my food, then stood up and cleared my throat. everyone looked up except Holly.
"I say we continue this fantastic day by going on more rides and taking pictures along the way!" Jesse, Brandon, Steven, Allison, Kyland, and Logan all cheered, picking up their plates, leaving me with Holly. She stood up and glared at me.
" Listen up. I don't know why you guys are all of the sudden so chummy, but it better stop. You guys aren't friends. So stay away!" She snapped. I chuckled, enraging her further, "I can be friends with whoever I want. Check your place bitch." I turned on my heels and walked over to the rest of the group before she could say anything else. Logan was not territory and I wasn't going to take her anymore.
***really short update! Sorry!***
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What we're made of. (Logan Lerman fan fic)
FanfictionEstella is just your average teenage misfit. Rebellion, fear, happiness, jealousy, and most importantly, the denial of her connection with Logan Lerman plague her life.