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"Did you finish the essay?" I ask him as I shut my locker. I look beside me to see Logan leaning against the locker besides mine. He looks like an Abercrombie model.

"What essay?" He says looking confused.

"Oh for gods sake I told you to finish the essay!" I say as I roll my eyes. I walk down the hallway Logan still beside me.

"I'm just kidding, here I finished it." He says taking out the essay.

"Finally." I mutter as we enter our class. I stare outside while the class starts. I'm in no mood to learn right now. Or ever.

The bell finally rings, immediately everyone packs up and rush towards the door. I sigh and stand up, I adjust my textbook in my hands and walk towards the door. As I walk out Logan catches up with me while I just ignore him. Logan walks beside me looking at me curiously.

"What?" I ask him irritated.

"Oh, I'm just curios why your not falling for my charms." He says casually.

"You ask this now?"

"Yeah, so why aren't you falling for me."

"Well that's because I'm not a dumbass like almost half of the girls here. I'm sorry, was I suppose to worship you?" I say sarcastically.

"Nah you'll fall for me eventually." He says smirking.

"Mhmm sure I would." I say as I head for gym.

"You see. Already falling for me." I roll my eyes before I stop before the doors causing Logan to bump into my back. I don't budge but I stare at the door handle. Curse you nasty germs.

"What's wrong?" He asks concerned now suddenly.

"Nothing." I say still staring the door handle. Ugh damn it.

I turn around and walk around Logan avoiding bumping into him. I walk towards the exit. "I'm skipping." I say over my shoulder.

"What why?" A bewildered Logan asks, trailing behind me.

"Because." I say simply. I walk towards my car but Logan grabs my upper arm. Causing me to flinch and whip back my arm. He looks pained when I did that.

"Why do you do that?" He asks softly. His eyes find mine and I look away, suddenly not being able to handle just making eye contact with him.

"It's nothing." I say shrugging it off. I turn around and head for my we again but Logan's voice stops me.

"It's not nothing. Dammit. Why won't you tell me Shay?" He asks. I turn around again facing him, in the corner of my eye I saw him clenching his fist.

"It's not you. It's me." I say looking at him.

He scoffs, "Listen to yourself Shay. You sound like you're breaking up with me." He smirks immediately lighting up the mood.

I throw my head back and laugh. "Yeah right. Like I would ever date you."

"Hey! Rude."

"What? I'm just telling you the truth." I raise my hands in surrender. We smile at each other, we're back at our normal ways.

"Hey if you're still skipping I want to take you somewhere." He says suddenly. I look at him with raised eyebrows.

"Where?" I ask him.

"It's a surprise." I roll my eyes, of course he'll say that.
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That awkward moment when your mom makes very racist joke and you don't know whether you should laugh or not. I've been listening to Adele nonstop. She makes me feel things. *Gasp* Eliza has feelings? I know that's what I thought.
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