Broken Lies

Chapter Two

~Logan's POV~

I am not over exaggerating. They were gorgeous. The one in the middle was shorter than the other two. He had light brown hair that was down, and attractively messy. I looked closer, and realized that he had pretty blue-green eyes. He seemed to walk with a lot of confidence, and if I was a guy who looked like him, I would too. He rocked the jeans and sweater, paired with a beanie. He cheeks bones were prominent and he looked hot.

The guy on the left was quite a bit taller than the other two, probably a little above six foot. He had dark brown curly hair, pushed up in the front and down at the sides. He hair looked super sexy and touchable. His eyes were a vibrant green, the color of jade. He was lean as well as tall, and showed it off by wearing black skinny jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He also wore rings and a necklace.

But the one on the right, oh my god. He was so beautiful it wasn't even funny. He was a little taller than the first boy, and was smiling cheekily at all the girls he passed. He had blonde hair in a quiff. His eyes were a bright and clear blue, complimenting his skin tone, which was paler than the other boy's. His smile was gorgeous, even if it was kind of cocky at the moment. He was wearing a white t-shirt with "Punk" written on the front, gray sweatpants, and white converse.

It was safe to say that I had my eye set on the third guy.

I looked back at Estelle and Tess, whose mouths were also wide open, and their eyes were wide.

"My god, they're beautiful." Tess said, not taking her eyes off them. I could only nod in agreement. This may sound corny, but I was left speechless.

"So that's what Greek Gods look like. . ." Murmured Estelle. At that I laughed, and we all snapped out of our daze. Tess smiled wide and Estelle looked down, covering her face with her wavy blonde hair. She always does that when she blushes. And checking out a couple of guys like that. . . That'd make her blush. In fact, my cheeks were feeling a bit heated as well.

"I want a piece of that!" Tess said after a few moments of awkward silence. I laughed again, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

"The boy on the right is mine, Chica. Take one of the other two." I say, winking at her. It's not like I could ever have a chance with that guy, he was way out of my league. But it was nice to joke around about it and hope. Tess could probably get with any of them. Estelle might, but she was oblivious when a guy liked her. Also, guys would have to know how to react to her attitude and sarcasm.

But me? Again, no way. I may be well liked, and a volleyball player, which resulted in a decent body, but I wasn't gorgeous. No matter how much Tess and Estelle rolled their eyes, well the eye rolling was mostly Stelle, and said I was pretty, I just can't believe it. My level of self-esteem and confidence is defiantly not that high.

By now Estelle was looking up again, but her eyes weren't focused on us. I looked over and saw the three lads stopped and talking with the school sluts at their designated table.

"Are you okay with having a piece of their leftovers?" Asks Estelle, who frowned and sighed.

I looked back at Tess, who was now grimacing. "I'd rather not get an STD."

I smiled slightly at that. "Well, I mean. . . Maybe they're just. . . Talking?" I say, half hopefully. It was doubtful, but who knows right?

Estelle made a face. "Yeah, that definitely explains why Kayla is pulling her shirt down when the guys aren't looking."

Tess shudders. "Yikes."

"Talk about whores." I say, causing both my friends to crack a smile.