The Stolen Jewel of Hecate

Chapter 17

Well, me and Ellie got to school, and it was my unassigned duty to hype her up to ask him out. That is basically the unassigned duty of a best friend. If you don't do that, are you guys best friends? So, when we went separate ways, I saw the famous trio in a pit of death glares. Man, did that feel good. Everyone must have seen it. I was redeemed of my innocence, and I went back to being invisible like nothing happened... almost. As I was walking down the hallway, people did come up to say sorry about what happened and everything, and it wasn't the worst thing in the world. I accepted everyone's apology because I didn't know them, and they didn't try to hurt me in any way; they were just wrongly educated. This excuse only didn't work for Steven 'cause he should have known I was innocent from the beginning, unlike these people that I don't talk to on a daily basis. It will take some convincing for me to forgive him for that. Everyone has come up to me to apologize for their unnecessary fear except one person, besides Steven. That person was Logan. He was one of the ones I needed an apology from because he treated me poorly because of stupid lies like this one. It's not like he wasn't here today 'cause I saw him on my way to my locker, and I saw him look at me. He knows I'm here. He probably doesn't want to admit he was wrong about me because he has high pride. Why did it bother me? I have no clue because it shouldn't. He didn't mean anything to me, and it will forever stay that way. I got to my locker and started getting out my math textbooks. I locked my locker and turned around to see Emma and her minions just standing there looking redder than lava. "Good job, nerd! Now my chances with Logan are insanely slim, and everyone hates me. Do you have any idea how much you are going to pay for that?" She yells in my ear. Could this girl be any more problematic? "Look, Emma. As much as I would love to take responsibility for that video. I didn't get it. Someone was looking out for me and got that dirt for me, to prove me innocent." I said with a grin. She gave me a death glare, and huff and went on her way. I have never gotten off that easy in my life when it came to that girl. With newfound energy rising in me, I go to math class with a giant smile on my face. I leave Ellie on her own just in case she runs into Steven, and she finally confesses, and they get a date set up that I sadly am going on. I need her to ask him out as soon as possible, so this date can happen faster, and I can get it over with faster. I go to sit in my regular seat to find a posted note on it.

Sam,

This is the person who got that video for you. I felt kind of guilty about how I have treated you in the past so that's why I got Ellie not to tell you who I am. I hope this will help me start over and get to know you for the real you and not the lies I have been told.

~ Video finder

Well. That's nice of this mystery person. I quickly put it in my bag when Ellie walked in. "So, how did it go?" I asked with a smirk, knowing it can only go well, but Ellie only sighed. "Don't tell me you didn't tell him," I asked, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I didn't see him actually. I'm telling him at lunch." She said with confidence. Well, at least she hasn't chickened out yet. "Well, don't 'accidentally' forget to ask 'cause that will piss me off. You can't get my hopes high like that." I say in a playful tone, and Ellie laughs. We Keep laughing, but my eye gets caught on Logan when he walks in. My eyes lock on his, and his eyes lock on mine. It was almost as if time stopped. We were the only humans in the universe. After what felt like hours, Logan waved and gave me a perfect smile. He had the brightest, crest white smile and the cutest dimples. Wait. What am I thinking? Cute? No. That is not happening. I barely know him, and he barely knows me. He also treated me like trash, so there is no way for me to have a crush on him. You can't like someone for their looks. That kind of relationship thing doesn't last. Logan proceeds to sit in his spot, and I can't help staring at him like a creep. Luckily, Ellie waved a hand in front of me to break me out of my daydream. "Staring at Mr. Tough guys, huh?" Ellie asked with raised brows. I stand up and slam my hand on the table. "Of course not!" I shout. Almost everyone stares at me, and I sheepishly sit back down. "Ellie, why would you think something like that?" I whisper in her ear, and she laughs. "Duh, 'cause you're staring at him with lovey-dovey eyes." She said in a duh tone like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Well, focus on getting your man. There is no need for me to focus on a guy that hasn't treated me like a decent human being." I say, grabbing my notebook. I look in my bag to see Hephaestus giving me a look. He mouths, 'You know she's right,' and this pisses me off. I give him a sign to zip it, and he silently chuckles as to not draw attention to me having a silent argument with my backpack. I turn back to see Logan looking at me. He quickly turns away, but I see enough of his face before he turns around to see he had a tinge of red spread on his cheeks. Did he see me with that silent argument with my bag? That is not good. I try to shake him staring at me out of my head when the teacher walks in. Mrs. Applewood walked in and, like normal, just gave us questions to answer and did whatever she wanted for the rest of the period. This made math so much easier. No boring lectures or doing things as a class. Just do these, and you pass. If you didn't understand, she said to look through your textbook 'cause everything you need to learn is in there. This made life so much easier, for math at least. I needed to refocus, so I asked to get a drink, and Mrs. Applewood only nodded. I got up and left the room to go wander the halls. I start passing by classrooms with hard working students and classrooms with no one in them. I keep gazing at the classrooms when I bump into a strong chest. It knocks me down, and I can feel my face getting hot in embarrassment. " I am so sorry. I was daydreaming, and I wasn't looking where I was go-" I stopped my rambling when I saw who I ran into. What was Logan doing in the halls? Shouldn't he be working? "Here, let me help you up," Logan says, extending his hand out to me. His voice was so smooth, like melted chocolate. No, no. We are not falling for that chilché nonsense. I look at his calming blue eyes then back at his hand. I hesitantly take his hand, and he helps me up. "Um- thank you," I say, not looking into his eyes. I try to walk past him when I feel him grab hold of my arm. What is it with boys grabbing my arms to get my attention? "Wait! I need to tell you something," He says. I turn around to look up at him. I didn't realize how close we were 'till now. I could feel his breath on my face, and I could see first hand the bright blush on his face, and I didn't exactly mind. I'm normally someone who likes personal space, but now I was completely fine with him in my bubble. His breath smelt like classic mints, and his cheeks looked like cherries. "I-uh-wanted to say sorry for the way I treated you. You were right. I should have gotten the facts first before assuming what someone was like. Steven told me about you and how you were one of the nicest people on the planet, and how Emma was a fake. I didn't believe him at first, but then I saw the video. I finally realized you are the nice one who gets picked on." He sounded completely sincere. His blush increased as he went on, and it was adorable. No, Sam. He is not adorable. Logan is just another peer, nothing more. "I was hoping we could, you know, start over?" he asked, scratching the back of his neck. I turned away, hoping he wouldn't see the blush creeping its way onto my cheeks. "I-uh- would like that." I say. I look back at him to see him with a giant, genuine smile, and his smile seems to be contagious 'cause I start smiling too. I extend my hand for a handshake, and he takes it. "To starting over," I say with a small laugh. He laughs too, and it sounds heave- no, no! We are not going there. "Well, we should head back to class. I'll go in first since I left first and you wait two minutes, OK? Don't want the teacher thinking we only wanted out just to chat," I say with a smile. He nods in approval, and I go in the direction of our classroom. I keep walking down the hallway with Logan plastered all over my mind with no chance of thinking about something else.