The World is Ugly, but You are Beautiful to Me

Chapter 12

Logan and I just sit down in time to watch Chelsea approach the guys' table.

"So I heard Katharine isn't allowed to sit at your table. But her and I are all total opposites. And I'm a lot better, so I guess we'll just be sitting here with you from now on!" She exclaims.

Ryan and at least five other people groan. "No!" they say in unison.

Soon enough, they get into a full on argument.

Logan and I quickly drift away from their conversation, where I let myself wander through my various thoughts.

"I got it!" I shout.

Logan motions for me to explain, a questioning look is expressed on his flawless features.

"So Ryan and his gang hate me, right? Yeah, so, I was thinking, who even cares! I mean honestly they are such dicks. You should still be able to be friends with them not depending on me and I think you should." I clarify.

Logan nods, letting my statement sink in. "You are very right," he says.

I smile in triumph.

I can't bask in the glory, however, because we suddenly hear a whiny voice exclaim, "What the hell, Ryan! I thought we had something!"

I glance over just in time to see a drenched Chelsea storming away with the rest of her friends. I can't control my laughter. Logan is chuckling too.

The click of heels approaching quiets our laughter.

"Shut up!" Chelsea snaps.

"Yeah, shut up," at least five of her followers mimic.

I roll my eyes as a red-eyed Chelsea continues to dramatically stomp down the cafeteria.

"Okay, maybe they were too hard on her," I wince. Logan just shrugs. I look back pitifully at Chelsea. She's shaking like there's an earthquake inside her, the epicenter her heart.

In that one moment, I did feel guilty. But the next second, she tripped. Chelsea lands face first and starts sobbing like a little kid whose toy was just stolen.

On top of that, I notice her shirt is wet, and there are soggy tissues on the floor. My brain finally wraps around the scene. Ryan poured water on her because she stuffs her bra, and now everyone will know. It might be mean, but I can't help my laughs from escaping.

"Fine, I admit it, that was hilarious," I giggle.