I sat there with a ice cold cup of Pepsi, admiring his beauty. "Will he ever be mine?" I mumbled under my breath. He approached me. "Happy birthday Logan..." I said anxiously. "Thanks friend." he said in way that displeased me. The only word that could go through my mind... "friend" Is this the end of my efforts? I wondered. "No, it can't be, I won't let it be." I muttered.
