Nerds With A Chance [A Logan Lerman Fanfic]

Chapter 4

“Holy shit, last night was crazy!” I slurred slightly at Damien, rubbing my temples from a killer headache. Yeah, I kind of had a hangover.

Me and Logan went through like a million bottles of cheap wine, champagne, beer and other unknown alcohols that we had impulsively ordered.

Damien laughed, and hugged me round the shoulders as we made our way to the special auditorium room where the actors from the movie would talk to us for a while. Hell I was excited.

“You got drunk on your first date?” Damien admonished cheerfully, bumping his shoulder into mine.

I flushed. “What? No! Nothing happened.”

Disbelievingly he rolled his eyes. “Come on, in ya go,” he guided, pushing the large red swingy doors open for me. Before whispering in my ear sneakily, “And see how well Logan’s coping after your late night activities.”

“Damien!” I scolded, punching his arm.

Brushing me off, he led me a couple rows back before he had to physically steer me into a seat at the risk of me toppling over.

I was so oblivious and dizzy to everything that I didn’t realize the mass of people who had turned specifically to get a look at me.

Finally sitting down and peering at all the faces in more detail made me realize; I was completely clueless why but all the same extremely uncomfortable. So naturally, I yanked my purple hoodie over my head, zipping it up almost all the way over my dorky ‘Charlieissocoollike’ t-shirt.

“Why are they staring?” I hissed over at Damien, my voice a little muffled behind my hoodie.

“Why d’ya think? They probably saw all those photos.”

I stiffened, feeling, all of a sudden, really out in the open and exposed. I guess this is a little bit like what it must feel like to be Logan. Wow, people really do need more respect for that.

It felt as if they had tiny little cameras everywhere.

My ears were burning, I was suddenly deathly thankful when Brandon, Alex, and Jake followed by Logan arrived on the stage. Honestly, I really couldn’t help staring at Logan, he appeared slightly tired, his hair adorably messy. But the moment he smiled out at us (or more specifically, me) it all just evaporated. “Hey everyone,” he greeted good-naturedly, followed by an echoing round of greetings from his cast members.

A couple girls in the surrounding area audibly swooned, giggling and clapping their hands together like idiots whenever they thought Logan simply glanced their way.

Pffft.

Feeling stupidly annoyed, and welling with some unreadable feeling in my gut, I thrashed around in my seat angrily; causing a very amused Damien to smirk down at me knowingly.

Alex moved forward, smiling gracefully at all of us, “So I guess let’s start with a quick question. Who here is using this for a college application?”

Just as expected, mostly the whole of the room shyly lifted their hands. Me, included.

Logan grinned at me meaningfully, his hands in his jean pockets. God, he was adorable.

Alex smiled at the room. “An acting collage?”

A lot of us, to my surprise, blushed and kept their hands raised. I understood.

It seemed rather embarrassing admitting to an actual professional actor that you wanted to be one of them.

The whole group on stage beamed, “Awesome,” Brandon laughed.