Life Of A Socially Awkward Girl

Chapter 17

School was chaos. There where decorations everywhere, there were posters everywhere, there were cheerleaders everywhere, and honestly, there were just people everywhere. The colours black and baby blue filled the halls to stuff down the students' throats to be excited for the game later.

I couldn't believe it had been almost a week since I kissed Blake. Again.

I didn't do it again. I couldn't do that to Logan.

The guilt honestly took over my life and I barely noticed anything anyone said or did. It was weird to be in l- um, like two people very much at the same time. It was confusing and yet weirdly wonderful.

Believe it or not, Blake and I just pretended like it didn't happen. Like the morning after, I went down stairs and he acted like I just got to stay in the guest room of my cousin's house or something. We had been oddly normal after that. 

I saw a glimpse of Logan on the other end of the hall and gave him a wave. He didn't notice me because he was talking to someone. I hurried and attempted to get some people out of the way so I could reach him.

I later saw he was talking to Ellie. I was starting to doubt my decision of letting her into the little friend group we had. It looked like she was taking Logan away from me.

Well, I was kind of drifting away as well but that had stopped now. For real.

"Logan!" I called. He didn't actually hear me, which was kinda awkward, so I called again, a bit louder. People were looking at me by now like I was calling out to a ghost.

When he finally noticed me he stopped mid-sentence and told her he'd talk to her later.

He walked up to me in the crowded hallway, put his hand on the back my neck and kissed me. We were suddenly the gross couple who made out in the hallway in front of everybody. People were bumping into us and stepping on our feet so the kiss wasn't exactly the most romantic.

"Class doesn't start in another five minutes," he whispered in my ear in such a seductive way. "let's go under the bleachers."

"The bleachers?" I became hesitant. I knew the bleachers were bad news.

"Yeah, come on. To get some privacy."

"Okay."

As we walked our way out to the basketball field, I could feel some sort of energy running through me. Adrenaline with a hint of fear.

The kids there were smoking something that hadn't been legalized, that was for sure. Three guys and one girl. They looked like they were almost asleep.

We walked in through the other side of the stoned people, but they were still so close to us. I could just smell the disappointment from their parents.

Logan pushed me against one of the poles to hold the seats up and slammed his lips against mine. I kissed him back for a while and he put his hand on my butt, but there were other people there. I pulled away and nodded towards the people.

"You guys look like you need a hit," one of the guys said and passed his joint to Logan. The others nodded and laughed tiredly in agreement.

He looked at me with the weed between his fingers and shrugged. He breathed the toxic in and slowly breathed it out with his eyes closed. 

I widened my eyes as he passed it onto me.

"Logan? Do you smoke?"

"Only when I need to loosen up. You look like you could use it too."

I looked at the cigarette in his hand and my heart started beating faster. He smiled. "Come on, don't be such a goodie goodie."

I very hesitantly and slowly took the weed and brought it up to my lips. I felt it burn down my throat and into my lungs. It felt like drowning in smoke for a sec, but I coughed it out. It actually felt kind of nice. It felt relaxing, even though I had just had one hit.