Chapter 5
I go outside and sit down on a step leading to the door of the school. Why does it even matter to me what Kate does with her life? It never interferes with mine, so I'm not sure what the problem is. I put my chin in my hand and stare at the horizon, tired of drama.
I start when I heard the door of the school close.
"Go away," I growl, knowing it's Kendall. I specifically told him to not come. I didn't expect him to listen, but it would have been nice.
"It's Logan," the visitor says, coming and sitting beside me.
I look over at him, surprised.
"Oh, uh... Hi," I say. He is the last person I expected to come after me.
His brown eyes are full of concern.
"What happened back there?" he asks.
"It's hard to explain..." I say quietly, looking at the ground, knowing that if I look at him I'd come clean about everything.
"I'll understand," Logan say persuasively, but not forcefully. I find myself believing him, but I push it away. I have only known him for what? Three days? How can I trust him?
"You'll just run back and tell everyone," I snap irritably, wishing the world would just leave me alone.
Logan flinched.
"I'm not like that," he murmurs soothingly, though there is pain in his voice.
"How can I be so sure?" I ask, an edge in my voice.
"Because you don't know me," Logan whispers, his gaze searching mine. He touches my hand gently, as if he thinks I would automatically give in to his touch. I bite the inside of my lip because he is right. If that's what he is thinking, I mean.
When I didn't respond, he adds tentatively, "Because I deserve a chance."
"Deserve?" I scoff. My patience has drained. I'm sick of every living thing. "So, what? You're another James now that thinks he always deserves anything and everything?"
"No, listen-"
"YOU listen!" I shoot back. "I'm not some other desperate girl in this school! I actually have a conscience that tells me which guys are worth it. You're obviously not, considering you think I'm anything like the others! I'm not interested in a cheeky, selfish know-it-all!" I shout, standing up.
"Sam-" Logan starts, but I interrupt him again.
"Don't call me 'Sam'! That's what my friends call me! And like you said, I don't even know you!" I growl, before jumping up and walking back into the school, ignoring the pleading look in his eyes. I storm down the hallway and head to the bathroom, locking myself in a stall as tears start to stream down my face.
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