Same Difference

Chapter 23-Date #1

I dressed in a pink singlet, knee-length black skirt with a lace frill, pink kitten-heel pumps, my locket and a thick black chain bangle. I put my phone and purse in my bright pink clutch purse and headed downstairs to wait for Logan. He's picking me up in about ten minutes and I still have to put my hair in a ponytail.

Jenna was sitting in the lounge waiting for me, 'Getting ready?'

'Yep, I'm going out with Liam for the day.' She nodded thoughtfully but didn't say anything. Strange for her...

'What're you thinking Jen?'

'You won't like it.'

'Tell me, Jen.'

'Well, it's just that you never get all dressed up, you hate dressing up and I can see that you don't really look comfortable in those shoes.' Ok, I hate the girly outfit.

'Yeah, yeah but he likes this stuff. I'm being flexible.'

'You're stubborn not flexible.' I heard a knock at the door.

'Gotta go, we'll talk later.'

I answered to door to a grinning Logan.

'Hay babe.'

'Hi Lolo.' I followed him to the limo and we set off for breakfast.

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I don't think Logan and I have the same idea of a good breakfast, we had salmon and rocket salad.

GROSS. GROSS. GROSS.

I pretended to like it any way, Just because I hate salmon and he loves it is not a reason to turn on him. I said I would give then each guy a proper chance. He's taking me mini golfing which sounds really fun, I've always wanted to go.

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'Nooooooooooo! The wind moved it!' My golf ball just went waaaayyyyyyyyyy of course.

'Oh really? There's no wind.'

'Then you must have used your super evil brain control to move it, Mr Spock!' I joked.

Then I saw the confused look on his face, 'I thought Star Trek was for Geeks.'

'Logan, I kinda am a geek. I read all the time, watch Star Trek, wear glasses, spend my free time on my computer and create fanfics.' His face was priceless.

'You don't wear glasses.' That's all he got from this!?

'I wear contacts when I go out.' He looked relieved and we continued with our game. Logan won, no surprise there, my hand/eye co-ordination suck ass. I don't think Logan likes my weird side very much.

We went for lunch at a French restaurant which I loved even though it was really fancy and smart. I love everything French so it was enjoyable. Logan's taking me to the beach, he wants to teach me to surf. I hate the sea, it always reminds me of the fact that sewage is flushed into it. Gross, gross, gross.

I'm currently laying on a deck chair on the beach watching Logan surf. He tried to get me to go in the water but I refused, I didn't have a costume so Logan bought me a bikini. I don't do bikinis, It's like wearing underwear in public... and it was pink with white poka dots, so not my style.

At least it looks like he's having fun on the waves and I'm getting a great tan. Logan seems to like glamorous things, star like things. He's not who I thought he was but he's still a kind, honest person.

We're going so an Italian restaurant for dinner and wine but I don't plan on drinking tonight.

As soon as we entered the restaurant I knew I wouldn't like it. It's all snobby and show-y. I don't really like this stuff but I'll be open minded about it, we sat at a small table for two and were given a wine menu.

'Um, Logan, I kinda want to stay sober tonight.'

'Really? The wine is great here.'

'I'm fine.'

'Sure, try the pheasant, I love it.'

'Okay, I'll think about it.' No friggin way am I eating pheasant!

I ended up getting a Caesar salad, it was the only thing on the menu that seemed slightly recognisable. Logan tried really hard to be gentlemanly but I could see that he wasn't really enjoying himself. I decided to tell him in the car... well limo ride home.

'Logan, I don't think we're gonna work out. We are so different, It doesn't mean I don't want to still be friends I just don't think we can date.'

'I agree, we don't really like the same things. I want a girl that needs protection and to be looked after you're so stubborn and independent. Friends..?'

I leaned over and gave him a hug, 'Friends.'

The limo came to a stop so I said good bye and headed up to my room wondering if Jenna was still awake. As soon as I opened the door I had my answer...

'WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT HAPPENED!!!??'

'Besides you killing my ear drums?'

'Evelyn?' I started to put on my pyjamas and answered her through the bathroom door.

'Yep?'

'I didn't kill your ear drums, you can still hear me!' I rolled my eyes and started telling her what happened today including our decision to be friends.

'Sooooooooooo, are you gonna go out with the 1D baby now?'

'Depends on how tomorrow goes, it might not be right.'

'Wait, you turned down the Same Difference sweet heart today and you might turn down the One Direction Irish sex god tomorrow!?'

'I didn't say that.'

'Well I think that the Irish sex god and rebel Moor would make a great couple. I ship y'all.' I rolled my eyes and hit her over her head with my pillow.

'Ow! What was that for, child!?'

'You were losing your mind so I decided to hit it back into place and you're the child since I am older than you.' I smirked when I heard her mumble, 'Retard.'

XOXO