Not Exactly (A Logan Lerman Fanfic)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17: The Dinner

"C'mon Sam, it won't be the same without you," Brianna says. Ugh, if she says it like that then of course he's going to come!

"I don't know, I'm behind on memorizing the script," he says and Brianna frowns.

"Excuses excuses! Come on!"

"Fine," he gives in. She smiles widely.

"Okay! Everyone meet me at our apartment at 6!" Brianna says and walks out of the door.

"Wait, Alex!" It's Logan.

"Yeah?" I ask looking over at Logan.

"I'll uh.." He says then shakes his head. "Nevermind, see you tonight!" He says and I laugh before getting in my car.

*Brianna's POV*

"Need a ride home?" Niall asks. I shake my head. I don't really want to go with him.

"No thanks, I'm gonna walk." I tell him and he nods.

"See you," he says and walks to his car. I start walking and I didn't even think about going home with Alex.

I look to the left and I see Sam by his car. Maybe he will give me a ride.

"SAM!" I call to him and he looks over to me. He waves.

"What do you want?" He asks.

"Can you give me a ride?" I say when I catch up to him. He nods.

"Already regretting turning down Niall's offer?" Sam asks and I frown. How did he know that?

Oh wait, everyone was there when he asked.

"No, I want to be with you," I tell him and smile. He smiles back.

"Hop in."

He drives for a while when I break the silence.

"Sam I'm sorry-"

"It doesn't matter," he says.

"Yes it does," I say," at least to me."

I sigh.

"How about tomorrow we hang out after rehearsal. We can go to

The arcade, get food, all that stuff," I offer. He nods.

"Okay."

"C'mon, don't give me the cold shoulder!" I say trying to lighten the mood. He smiles.

~

*Alex's POV*

"Crap, where's my shoes?" I ask out loud. Brianna looks at my appearance and shakes her head.

"Alexandra Brooke Hudson you are NOT wearing that!" She says and tisks in disappointment. I look down.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I ask confused. I'm wearing black skinny jeans and a fancy white top. She should be glad I'm even wearing this top! I never wear stuff this nice.

"It's not fancy enough! We are going to a fancy dinner, therefore we need to wear fancy clothing" she says. I look at what she's wearing and it's a short but not too short, fancy black dress.

"Well what do I wear then?" I ask. I don't exactly own any fancy clothes. She sighs.

"You can wear something if mine." She says and walks over to her closet. It's currently 6:09, nine minutes late dang it.

I nod and follow her. She opens her closet and looks through her dresses. There is a White one, black one, red one, pink one.

"How about this one?" She asks pulling out the pink one. It is pink and sorta girly, with a fancy design at the bottom. Gross.