Rocky point of view
"What?!" I exclaimed through the halls of the school, as Logan looked at the floor while leaning against his locker.
"I'm sorry, Rocky, I really am." He said sincerely, looking at me with sorry eyes.
"I don't understand! You begged me to take you back and when I do, you dump me two days later? Why?" I exclaimed.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"I knew you were going to be really mad, but I had no choice." Logan explained. "You see, the thing is, it took you a really long time to convince Ty to let us go out. And while you were doing that... I kind of met someone else."
My eyes widened in surprise.
"You have feelings for someone else?" I said.
He slowly nodded.
"Rocky, I'm really sorry. I know I put you through a lot of stress, and you don't deserve that. You're a great girl. You're smart, pretty, talented, kind, funny, caring... and believe me, any guy would be lucky to have you. Someday, I don't know when, but someday, you are going to find the right guy for you. That guy, just isn't me."
I looked away from his face, and stared at the ground, thinking it all over in my head. When I was trying to get Ty's approval for us to date, was it because I liked him? Or was it because I wanted him to be happy, and I thought that he was still crazy for me?
I took a deep sigh and finally looked him in the eye.
"It's okay, Logan. I understand. If you don't feel that we're a good match, and you're not happy with our relationship, than that's fine."
He smiled at my response.
"Thanks, Rocky. I'm glad we're still friends."
We joined in for a small hug. After pulling apart, I asked:
"Sooooo, who's the girl?"
Logan's smile suddenly disappeared, and was replaced with a mixed look of fear, nervousness, and confusion.
"Ummmm, well, you don't know her! She's not from around here! She's from... uh... Canda?"
I raised my eyebrow.
"Canda, huh? What's her name?"
"Her name?!" Logan exclaimed in a even more worried voice than before. "Um, her name, yeah! You see... uh, her name is..."
The bell rang right before he could finish.
"Oh look at the time! I got to get to my next class! Bye Rocky!" He exclaimed, right before he ran off down the hall.
That was weird...
I casually grabbed my backpack and began to walk to social studies class. As I made my way through the hallway, I couldn't help but be a little shocked.
How come I wasn't that upset when he dumped me?
Cece point of view
Why does my history teacher have to be so strict? There's nothing worse than detention! It's the most boring thing ever!
Well, right next to Rocky's lectures and speeches over her homework, of course.
Like every other mischievous child in the room who got caught breaking the rules, I continued to stare at the clock, waiting for five o'clock so we can all go home and pretend to do our homework.
