The Prom Dress

Chapter 9

Hey guys! Thanks to those who have been patient with this book! sorry! cause i really had writers block and plus had a lotta CCA stuff so yeah. hope you like this chap and please comment and vote :D now, without further ado...

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Janelle's P.O.V

I made my way to the library and sat down, grabbing our research and setting it on the table. I pulled out my Ipod and stuck in my earpiece. i

got out my favourite Harry Potter sequel: The Goblet of Fire and started reading. i probably read this book for the ga-zillionth time but it was just so darn awesome. It was a really old book, my mom's. i loved how the pages were yellowed and had an aged smell, how the cover was tattered and my mom's name was written in the book in black cursive ink. i flipped open the book and entered the school of hogwarts.

Logan's P.O.V

i pushed open the glass doors and headed to the seat where we last sat at. and there she was. she looked so innocent and adorable; concentrating on her book, occansionally pulling back stray strands of her hair and biting her lip. i chuckled quietly. then i got an idea. a sly smile crept up my face. i tip-toed behind Janelle. i grabbed her shoulders, making her jump in her chair. Jabbing my face with her elbow in the process.

She turned around, "Logan! Your nose!"I touched my nose and felt blood.

"Crap." I muttered.

"OH MY GOSH I AM SO SORRY! WE BETTER GET YOU TO THE INFIRMARY!" she tugged in my sleeve. I chuckled. This girl was too cute.

She dragged me to the infirmary and turns out my nose was broken. I laughed as Janelle profusely apologised about my nose. She was so cute when she was worried.

once my nose got bandaged, we headed to the carpark. i felt our fingers entwined.

"Errr Janelle..." i started. she blushed and pulled her hand away from me. it was not like i didn't like the feel of her warmth. it was not like i didnt like the way her soft petite hand fit perfectly into mine. it was just... Blake. I mean i can't take some other guy's woman. even if he was a stuck up ass. that wasn't the way i rolled. i chuckled as she blushed. It was late already so we decided to go home and work on the project the following day.

As we neared the school exit, it started raining heavily.

"So... how are you going back?" i asked.

"shoot! i forgot. Blake was my ride!" she muttered something unintelligeble under her breath.

" Umm i could give you a ride... of you want..." i offered.

"Really?! You'd do that for me? Thank you thank you thank you!" she hugged me. i froze for a moment then returned the hug. she pulled away and gave me a sheepish smile. i returned the smile.

i took off my jacket," Ready?" she beamed at me and we both ran to my black toyota with my jacket shielding us from the rain. we got in and i revved up the engine.

" Where to?" i asked.

" 23 Summerdrive street." she said. i pulled out of the school compound and drove off.

Janelle's P.O.V

The hug still left tingles on my skin. we got into his car which smelt of his woodsy scent. we drove off and started talking, mainly about the project and how he was getting used to the new school.

"oh this is it," i said as we neared my house," thanks again Logan."

i got out of the car and walked to my door when i remembered i left my jacket in the car. i turned and found myself face to face with Logan, my jacket in his hand. his intense blue eyes bored into mine. i could feel his breath on my face. i yearned for his touch. we were so.close yet so far. he leaned in and i closed my eyes...

"Janelle! Is that you?" My dad yelled from inside the house.

we broke apart awkwardly. he blushed and scratched his head.

"um you - you left your jacket in my car." he stuttered.

i took my jacket and he blushed as our skin brushed each other. He was just too cute.

"Thanks for the ride, Logan." i pecked his cheek leaving him blushing yet again.

i shut the door and giggled to myself. My father might've thought i was a weirdo or something but i didn't care. that boy was too cute.

Logan's P.O.V

i touched my cheek where Janelle had kissed me. i felt a tingly sensation and must have had a goofy smile all the way home because my mom asked me whether i was okay when i reached home.