I Fake That Smile

Chapter Four

Chapter 4

In the morning I woke up a bit late so I ended up pulling on a pair of leggings, a long shirt, flip flops, and a beanie to cover my messy hair. I skipped breakfast and headed for the bus stop, the entire bus ride there was literally a bunch of elementary kids screaming at one another and the bus driver didn’t do anything about it. I was going to punch someone.

When I arrived at school I found Joey waiting by my locker. I greeted him throwing my shit in my locker before walking with him to our first class. “I forgot about this stupid History test I have after lunch so during lunch I’m going to study like hardcore,” Joey explained to me and I shook my head.

“Why don’t you just wing it?” I asked him.

“If I fail my parents aren’t gonna be happy, they already threatened to transfer me to a new school,” he told me.

“How does transferring even help?” I questioned. Your grades will be the same everywhere you go, it doesn’t just start over.

“I have to make new friends then,” he shrugged. “It’s kind of a huge punishment, especially when there’s no one at the school I like.”

That kind of made sense in a really fucked up way.

The day flew by and I was so fucking tired by the time the bell rang. Half way through my last class I received a text from Logan who said he’d be there to pick me up after school. Thank God!

As I was headed out of the school a girl came up to me. “What’s your name?” was the first thing that came out of her mouth. I frowned to myself.

“Bella,” I told her.

“Nikki,” she replied without me even asking. “I saw you yesterday, who was that that you went home with yesterday?”

“My sister’s roommate Logan?” it came out as more of a question.

“Logan Riley?” she squealed.

I covered my ears, I kind of felt like punching her the throat. “Yeah.”

“Oh my god,” she exclaimed. “When I was a freshman he was a senior and he was fucking gorgeous! I tried talking to him and he was always so nice to me, which surprised me because he was an ass to a lot of people. But holy fuck is he ever hot!” Her rambling about him was getting annoying.

“Oh,” I muttered.

“Have you tapped that yet??” she questioned excitedly.

“What?!” I said.

“How the fuck did you not let him get in your pants? Has he tried? He gets in everyone’s fucking pants all the time,” she told me.

What the fuck.

“I have to go,” I said turning around and heading for Logan’s truck. I started sprinting when I saw her standing there watching me. I bailed into the truck and slammed the door, locking it behind me.

“You ok?” Logan questioned a half smile on his face.

“Do you know a fucking crazy ass chick named Nikki?” I asked him.

“Oh,” Logan frowned. “She had a major crush on me, once upon a time.”

“She’s fucking nuts,” I exclaimed.

“I’m well aware,” she grumbled before starting his truck and driving out of the schools parking lot.

The rest of the drive was silent. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Nikki had said, did Logan actually get into a lot of girls’ pants in high school? He sure as hell must’ve been popular because normal people don’t just bang whoever they want unless they’re a slut or they’re popular, or both.