Chapter 4. Mystery drug dealer

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**Logan's POV** 

"Ouch! Slowly Alexis !" I said painfully. 

"Ugh. What happened exactly?" She said while carefully taking out the pieces of glass on my arm. 

" i got drunk. Dropped the bottle of tequila. And the next thing I knew, I was laying on the ground and my arms were all like boom! Blood and the glass was everywhere!- 

"Ok Logan I get it. You can finally shut up now" she took out the last piece of glass from my arm. 

"Phew. That was painful" I said , looking at my arm relieved. 

Alexis looked at me for a while and finally spoke up. 

" ahh. Penis"  

" Yeah I have one. What about it?" 

"Shut up" she rolled her eyes. I just smirked. 

She looked at her watch and started to panic. 

" Oh my god! I forgot that I needed to go see Arianna today! Sorry Logan! Gotta go!." She grabbed her purse and ran out the door. 

"And.. I'm alone again. Great." I looked around and stared at my car keys for a while. 

' I'm going home' I decided. 

I grabbed the car keys and headed to my car. 

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" Logan. Wait . I can't let you get away without this!" She cried.  

She pulled a pen from her coat and handed it to me. it was an ordinary ball-point pen. Probably costs 50 cents or something. 

"Gee" I said. "Thanks" 

"It's from your father" she said with a smile on her face. "He knows how many times you've lost all your pens !" 

" that's so harsh but it's alright. I'll keep it" I grinned. "Well I've gotta go!" I said cheerfully and headed to my car.  

Ahh. Sophia. She was my Maid. And she had been my maid since I was born. I give her all my respect because I knew how much she cared for me. She was there when my parents were fighting and throwing things at each other. One day it was so bad that I sneaked into Sophia's room and slept there. They divorced after a few weeks me I felt peaceful but sad at the same time. My dads always out of town, and my moms...gone. 

I shook off the terrible thoughts and started the engine. I rolled down the window and let the cool breeze hit my face. 

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I finally reached the spot. The library. I was asked to help Mr.Shaw with stamping the books. So I accepted the offer.  

What the heck. Let's just give it a shot.' I thought to myself. 

I slowly entered the room and saw him sitting on a wooden chair with a book in his hand. 

"Hey sir". I went over to him.  

He looked up, a little distracted. " hey Logan. I never thought you'd make it". 

"Well I did" I chuckled. 

"Great." He said smiling. " you can get started with the books"  

"Sir yes sir" I said and immediately started with my work. 

Book stamping wasn't the most fun thing in the world. But it isn't all that bad. 

I was about to stamp my last book when I was interrupted by our secretary teacher, Mrs.Johnson, who walked into the room looking completed pissed. 

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