Chapter 9
"Muffin?" Logan's voice flowed through the tent, "Muffin do you have the marshmallows?" He unzipped the tent and just stood there staring at me, probably because my mouth is stuffed with marshmallows. "You were supposed to share." He whined sitting down next to me and pulling a sleeping bag over himself. I shrugged and continued chewing the marshmallows.
"Sorry." I said once I had finished chewing. "But I was hungry and there are.." I trailed off to count how many were left. "8 left." I said and threw the packet at him which he swiftly caught.
"So what are we gonna do?" I asked while he is eating the marshmallows.
"Truth, you have to answer honestly." He said smirking, my heart fluttered.
I nodded, "Okay, you first." I said.
"When was your first kiss, and what was it like?" He asked.
I tugged the sleeping bag closer to me, I didn't really want to talk about it. I sighed. "It was in year 8 and it wasn't so great." I said. He looked like he was about to say something but I quickly said something, "What about you, when was yours?"
He hesitated, "In year 7, with my girlfriend at the time."
I nodded, "Hmm, what is a big turn off for you?" I asked.
He pondered for a moment, "When a girl acts fake." He stated. "Okay, are you a virgin?"
My eyes widened at his question. "Uh.. um." He smirked. "Yes." I whispered. I waited for the laughing to come, for the snide comments but they never came. I looked at Logan, he was already looking at me. A small smile took over his handsome features. I cleared my throat and looked away. I heard a phone ringing and looked at mine but it wasn't ringing. I looked over at Logan who was frowning at his phone.
"I'll be back." He stated as he walked out of the tent to talk to whoever was calling him in private. I lay down cuddling the sleeping bag and checked the time; 10:50. It was pretty late so I decided to sleep. I closed my eyes and waited for the sleep to take over. Sleep finally came and I drifted off into a dreamless slumber.
I woke up to the sound of soft snores. I turned around to see a sleeping Logan next to me. I sat up making the sleeping bag fall off of my torso and the cold nipped at my skin. I quickly pulled the sleeping bag up and wrapped it around me. I stood up and tried to walk but my foot caught on something causing me to fall. I fell on top of Logan who let out a startled shriek that sounded a lot like a girl and I couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his morning voice deep and husky.
"I fell." I stated the obvious. I tried getting up but my leg brushed against his 'friend' and he let out a soft moan. My eyes widened, "Oh my, sorry." I mumbled blushing. He laughed.
"It's okay muffin, wanna give me a hand though?" He asked cheekily. My eyes widened even more.
"U-um no uh, I-I" I stuttered and shook my head violently making a loose strand of hair fall out of my bun.
He laughed again, "Relax, I was joking." He said and brought a hand up to my face and tucked the strand of hair behind my ear making me blush. We stayed like that for a little bit, just staring in each others eyes, me lying on top of him. The rumble of my stomach interrupted the silence. I blushed, again and he laughed softly.
"How about McDonald's for breakfast?" He asked, I nodded and tried getting up again careful not to touch his 'friend' again.
"Um Logan, we don't have any clothes." I said.
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Will You Be My Penguin? *EDITING*
Teen FictionHaydee Johnson isn't your typical girl, she doesn't like fake tans, getting her nails done, wearing short skirts and definitely wearing high heals. She is the complete opposite actually, she wears jeans, tee shirts and converse. Haydee is pretty muc...
