Peach Princess 1 IN HIGHSCHOOL

Chapter 43 Forbidden Actions

(I know some of you may be wondering what does Logan look like.. well you'll see him soon)
Back to the story,
I slowly and slightly open my eyes. To see a brown wooden ceiling. I rub the back of my head tiredly. It hurt so much.. I must've hit my head when I fainted on the concrete..

"Are you okay Bogsunga?" I hear Logan's voice asks. I slowly sit up and realize I was laying on a bed. I look to my left and see Logan wearing a button up shirt. As he took off his watch and set it on his night stand I looked at his chest.. a few buttons were open and I could see his chest. I bit my lip a little when he yells, "earth to Bogsunga!" I widen my eyes and stop biting my lips.

"Are you okay?" He asks again standing with a distance from me. "U-Uhmm.. yeah.." I mumble as I rub my head. "It's still sore though isn't it?" He asks. I nod my head a little when he comes closer to me. I was about to back away because he had climbed onto the bed next to me but then he starts to rub my head.

I look down and smile a little. Logan was being so sweet..

"Sorry I took you to my house. Because I didn't know where you live." Logan explains as he stops rubbing my head and gets off the bed. Aww.. I wish he was still rubbing my head. It felt so warm and comforting. I sigh.

"So.. this is what Mr. Kang's the young and handsome chemistry teacher's bedroom looks like." I say as I dangle my legs off from the bed but was still sitting on it.

"I guess you could call me handsome i like it." He says. "Haha.. the only thing is.. you're known for your bad jokes." I say as I twirl my hair around my finger. "Well it seems like you're just fine now. How about I take you home." Logan says with a smirk on his face. "Awww no! I wanted to stay though.." I beg. "Come on we're going now." Logan says as he takes my arm and drags me out of the room.

I whine as I try to pull him back. "Gosh! You're being so frustrating!!" Logan says trying to take me down the stairs but I keep pulling his back. "At least let me know your age!" I whine. "Gosh!" Logan yells. I keep pulling him until he finally stops and lets me have him. "Logan. Please." I say. I look up at him with begging puppy eyes.

"If I talk to you like this then I might get in trouble.." Logan says feeling frustrated. "It's okay if you're in trouble. I'm here. I'll take fault." I say as I rub his arm. Logan sighs. "Even if you take fault.. I'm the elder. I get blamed for." Logan explains. "Also.. don't rub me.." he says as he looks down at his arm. I widen my eyes and quickly let go.

"A-sorry.." I mumble. "And I'm 22 years old." Logan says. I gasp. "You're young!" I say as I smile up at him. He chuckles. Good! He must think I'm cute.

"I'm taking you home now, little girl." Logan says as he drags me out the house. "AWW I wish I could've stayed longer! Your home is so comfy!" I whine as he buckles me up in the car. "I know how to put on a seatbelt.. I'm 17 years old." I say as he starts to drive. He smiles at me. "I know." He replies.