Lost And Found

5 "Does it hurt to have no brains?"

"Hey Freddie." Jennifer said in a flirty tone as she reached the locker that Logan and Freddie were leaning on. Logan rolled her eyes but kept her expression neutral.

Freddie nodded in acknowledgement. Jennifer laughed at nothing in particular and twirled her hair.

"I just love how you're so quiet. It's so mysterious." She said touching his arm. Logan tensed but made no move.

"How's your nose? Does it still hurt?" She asked with an exaggerated concerned tone.

"I didn't ever say it did." Freddie answered with indifference.

When Logan 'accidentally' hit Freddie's nose, Jennifer told the principal that she had punched him intentionally.

"You should stay away from aggressive friends" she said looking at Logan with a smug smile.

"I think he prefers aggressive over stupid." Logan said.

"Apparently I'm not the stupid one since you're the one who can't be trusted to stay alone. Does it hurt to be babysitted?" Jennifer asked with devilish smile.

Logan tensed but smiled. "Does it hurt to have no brain?"

Freddie smiled. It was barely notable but Logan saw it.

Jennifer looked her up and down with disgust, then she turned to Freddie with a smile. "It's been three years, you can stop being her friend now. She doesn't need pity friends anymore."

Pity friends?

Logan felt her anger rise and she stepped forward but was stopped when Freddie held her waist, pulling her back. She felt herself calm down then get weak and heated from the contact.

He pressed her back towards his chest and spoke into her ears. "You've already had two warnings this week."

"If you still feel like having your face intact, you'll walk away." Freddie said to Jennifer in a calm voice, still holding Logan against him.

Jennifer looked at Freddie then at Logan, then at the arm he had around her. She took a deep breath seeming to calm herself down. Then she smiled, a fake bright smile that had Logan feel the irritation start building up.

"You're right Freddie." She said cheerfully. "I'm not one for violence, it's so sweet that you know that about me. So considerate Freddie!"

She walked away swaying her hips a little too forcefully.

"She's psychotic." Logan said between gritted teeth.

Freddie let out a low chuckle and let go of her just as the bell rang, the spot he once held feeling cold from his absence.

"Let's go to class." She said to him not knowing how to deal with the butterflies that had started a party in her stomach.

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"Pearson." Freddie said from behind Logan making her turn automatically with a punch aimed at his face which he blocked turning her arm and putting it behind her back, pushing her towards his chest. A position similar to the one they were in earlier.

"Why are you always on alert Pearson?" He asked in a low whisper.

Logan took a deep breath to calm the heat in her body and pulled her arm from his, putting a safe distance between the two of them.

"Why wouldn't I be?" She asked composing herself.

"It was an accident Pearson." Freddie said, his voice soft.

Logan's shoulders slumped. She looked at the floor and shrugged. "Sure."

He stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders. "Logan look at me." He urged."It was a accident. She's going to be okay, she's going to wake up."

"Of course she will." Logan said forcefully wiping away a stray tear.

"In the meantime." She said straightening and shrugging out of his hold. "You have to stop sneaking up on me, you know I'm jumpy."

"That's not something I can promise. What are you doing behind the bleachers?"

"I'm not in the mood to exercise."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that and do the good deed of dragging you back to the field." He said putting his arms around her shoulders and dragging her towards the field.

"Pearson! Three laps, now!" Mr Hunter said as soon as he spotted her.

She groaned in refusal.

"Four laps!"

"Fine I'm going!" She said dragging her feet.

"Five!"

That got her running without a second thought.

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