Rocky point of view
I was in my living room with Ty, and we were watching tv. Well, he was watching tv. I was drifting off into thought about what happened yesterday. Logan just transferred to our school, and is in the same Math class as Cece and I. And as if things weren't awkward enough, he wants to get back together with me.
I mean, I can't just take him back after what he said to Cece months ago. He didn't want to make an effort for me at all. Cece gave him a chance, and she hates him just as much. I mean, if he didn't do that to her, I would consider taking him back. But from what happened yesterday, it seems that he didn't learn his lesson.
Just then, the doorbell rang, interrupting my trace of thought.
"I got it." Ty said. He got up off the couch, and walked over to the door. He grabbed the doorknob and pulled it open.
There stood none other than Logan Hunter, with a small white rose in his, and a small smile. The second Ty saw who it was, his eyes glared at him with anger.
"What are you doing here, long hair?" Ty snapped.
"Is Rocky here?" He asked, ignoring Ty's question.
"Yeah, and she doesn't want to see you. So beat it." Ty said, and begins to close the door. But Logan put his hand in the way, and held it open.
"Just let me talk to her! Please!" Logan asked.
"Forget it!" Ty yelled. "No go and-"
"Just let him in Ty." I said. Ty looked over at me with a "are you sure?" look. I nodded.
Ty turned to Logan, gave him one last death glare, before left the room, a went into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. Though I knew he was probably leaning against the wall, listening.
"Hey Rocky." Logan said with a small smile.
"Hi Logan." I said quietly, trying to avoid eye contact.
"Okay here's the deal." Logan said as he entered the apartment. But I cut him off.
"I'm sorry Logan, but I just can't take back." I said, walking to the other side of the room.
"Rocky, I get why your angry at me." He said, following me. "But I promise if you take me, I'll surprise you!"
"Logan I'm sorry but I can't just take you back after what you did."
"I get why your mad at me, and I'm sorry!"
"Sorry? You made it very clear yesterday that you still can't stand Cece and you still don't believe her when she says that what happened at the badminton championship was an accident!"
"Oh come on! She hates me! There's no way it was an accident! It's the only reasonable explanation as to why she would even come to the game!"
"The reason she came was to apologize and show her support, okay? And I've known Cece a whole lot longer than you have, and she would never, EVER do that to somebody on purpose! Not even to you!"
Then it was quite. Very, very quite. Logan looked at me with a shocked face. It looked like he didn't know what to say.
I sighed. "I'm sorry for yelling but I'm trying make a point. I'm sorry Logan."
He just stood there completely dumbfounded, and unsure of how to respond. Then he finally spoke.
"Okay. Sorry for bothering you." He said, looking down at his shoes as he turned around and began to walk towards the door. Slowly walk to the door. He was trying to guilt me. And I'll admit, it was working. I did feel bad for yelling at him. Right when he reached the door, I finally stopped him.
