A Pyro And A Psycho

What if?

I thought for a while. I should maybe make our relationship public. We were in Logan's room. He had his head on my lao while I stroked his hair. He calmed down when I did that.
"Wanna talk about it?" I whispered. He shook his head. I hummed a tune. He sighed.
"Mara," I hummed.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"I love you," I smiled.
"So do I Logan," we stayed like that until dawn.
"Say Logan," he nodded.
"Should we tell the school?" He shrugged.
"That would make your friends hate you, I don't want to see you sad" I chuckled.
"These aren't my friends, except for Hashton the rest are jerks," he sat up.
"Then let's tell everyone," I nodded. I noticed his gaze on my lips. Because of what he'd done before he hesitated to even get close. I had to pull him down for it.
"Maybe I should let you meet him," he muttered.
"Can I?" I smiled.
"Yeah but, Mac needs to gt you ready," I pouted. Okay that's something I never did so it might be weird. I looked over at Logan and for the first time he was blushing.
"Stop it I might not be able to hold back," I could feel heat releasing itself from his body. My own body went hot. I pulled him down again.
Two more hickies and I got to keep the hoodie.
In school the next day I arrived earlier with a content face on. Most whispered as to why I was so giddy after a break up. Well bitches I already have a lover!
"You seem alright, thought you'd be angrier" Hashton said. I chuckled.
"Brandon is in the past now I'm looking into the future" I replied. She gave me an approving nod. I fiddled with the hoodie, yes still wearing it shut the fuck up, before I caught sight of the team approaching. It wasn't a surprise when Anna was latched to Brandon's arm like a snake to its prey. When he saw me he tried to push her off. When she saw me she sneered and walked to me.
"What is it? You've seen us yesterday right? He loves me!" She must've been surprised when I smiled genuinely.
"Then I wish for your happiness" was all I said. Hashton grinned at me.
"What the? Aren't you mad!?" I shrugged.
"Yeah but its how life goes," I turned to Hash. I needed to tell her before it went out.
"Come with me we've stuff to talk about!" I said dragging her off.
We ended by the music room no one even used. Hashton gave me a worried look.
"Are you okay," I smiled eagerly.
"Hash you've been my most trusted friend among all the group, I wanna be honest with you" she nodded.
"I have a boyfriend," I said. She laughed.
"You mean had?" I shook my head.
"I no! Look remember Milles? From biology" she nodded then it clicked. She put both her hands on my shoulder.
"Mara Donovan, I did not know you were the rebellious type," she smiled.
"Does that mean were still friends?" She nodded. I sighed in relief.
"Thanks Hash," she nodded.
"Now let's go before the principal catches us," I nodded. We actually had biology again. This would be fun.
When we entered everyone took his her usual seat. I walked to Logan's table. Meg gave me a wide smile when I sat down.
"Yo what are you doin Mara? Your seats here" Calem stated. The rest turned to me in surprise.
"I'm sitting here today," I replied.
"Are you crazy? By the freak," Brandon said. Mac was about to pull out a stick when I cut her off.
"Better sitting with my own than with you," I retorted. Hashton snickered at me.
"Come on princess don't be bitter, even scum has pride," Logan said a hand around my shoulder. I shrugged.
"Whatever," I said.
"You've gotta be kidding me? Your dating him?" Sarah asked.
"What if I am?" Silence went on. Seemed even the teacher wanted to know. A set of whispers went off.
"Shes dating the trouble maker? Is she nuts?"
"Must be cause of her break up"
"I pity her"
"That's what Brandon gets though" Brandon gave Logan a nasty look.
"You asshole what did you do to her?!" Logan smirked. He flipped my hoodie down showing the hickies on my neck.
"Holy shit," Jeff cursed.
"Careful what you mean, she was never yours to begin with, she was her own" he stated. I felt my face burn.
"You fucker-"
"Mr. Jones please refrain from cursing and would you and your friends look back at the board," he did as told giving Logan one last look.
When the bell rang Meg didn't waste a second dragging me and the rest out.
"I'm so happy! We finally get to see you even during school!" She hopped around like an energetic bunny.
"You seem even more excited," I laughed.
"Of course I am now we get t-ouch!" It was Anna again.
"Hey apologise," Mac yelled. She sneered swishing her hair. I turned to Logan.
"Do you have my bat here," he nodded handing it over. I followed Anna to her locker. When I was close enough I banged it beside her head making a dent in her locker.
"What the hell?!" She turned to me. I gave her a stoic look.
"I didn't say anything this morning but if you plan on being rude you might get e angry," she scoffed.
"Just because your our Lead Cheerleader doesn't mean you get to be nasty, now fuck with your cheap group" the light feeling came again. I felt my hand go numb so did my whole body. I heard screams and something break. When I came back to my senses I was in the director's office.
"...Is it clear now" he asked sternly. I blinked.
"Um excuse me what did you say?" I asked. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
"That's it, you've got detention!" I shrugged grabbing the slip.
I hummed to myself walking down the halls. People stared at me but because of what happened they all avoided eye contact.
I heard Anna was taken to the hospital. Apparently her parents didn't even care. Call it a family.
Right now I was in detention with Mac only surprisingly Logan wasn't here.
"So why are you here?" I asked.
"What does it matter?" She sneered. I glared at her.
"I was just asking jeez, learn to be friendly," I snapped. There was a moment of silence save for the teacher's snoring. Mac sighed.
"I wanna know," she started.
"Why do you even like Milles?" I was taken aback.
"He makes me feel right," I had said that without a thought.
"What does that mean?" She asked. Her brown eyes dug into my soul taking in any sign of mistake.
"I've always been told to hide who I was, No one would like your sociopathic attitude, my mom would say," I laughed remembering my childhood back in Louisiana.
"Is that so," she chuckled.
"Whats so funny?" I asked.
"Just the fact, you remind me of myself," I looked at her surprised.
"Really?" She nodded.
"I came from Europe y'know, people here call me Mac but my name is Amelie Duvet, coming here was hard for me especially when you were an orphan," my eyes widened.
"I wanted everyone to love me so I did everything to, makeup flashy clothes nail polish and pink dresses, people started loving me but no one loved me for who I was" she smiled sadly.
"Perfection was the only way for me to live, then someday I tripped, saying I preferred vans to heals, what a stupid thing" she laughed.
"People were watching everyone started spreading stuff on me, finally I had no one, then I met Ty and Logan, they were like brothers to me, I didn't need makeup to be me I didn't need pink dresses to make me feel better" she patted her skateboard.
"Ty was the one to give me this for my 13th birthday and Logan did the design, that's when I knew where I belonged" she looked at me.
"Trusting others has always been my issue, people judge so quickly, guess I judged you too quickly" she held her hand to me. I took KT gladly.
"Let's restart again, I'm Amelia Duvet but my friends call me Mac, I'm a skateboard artist" I nodded.
"I'm Mara Donovan, I'm kinda crazy so gotta deal with it" she hummed.
"I get why Logan likes you" I blinked confusedly.
"You listen to people your a good listener Mara," I grinned.
"I'll help you gt ready for the dinner with Logan's dad," I squealed and hugged her.
"Thanks so much!" I giggled.