uncomfortable, and Carl was laughing about
something that he obviously knows about. What is it?”
Logan sighed and ran a hand through
his hair in irritation. He could make out as though he didn’t want
to tell me, but I wasn’t going to budge this time. I continued to
stare at him, which I was glad to do, letting him know that I was
waiting for an answer.
“ It’s nothing, Chase. Just leave
it.” He said, finally.
“ Leave it? What
do you mean , leave it? Would you let me leave it if it were the other
way around?” I knew the answer to that immediately. “Oh yeah, you
did. When you thought I was mad, you let it go for two weeks before
you asked me what was up.” I said, reminding him of the
fact.
“ That was
different, Chase. I thought you were mad at me for something. Not
mad at somebody else.”
“ I don’t see how that’s different.
If you’re mad, you’re mad. It doesn’t matter at whom or why. You
just are. As a ‘friend’ you would want to know
regardless.”
Logan glanced to me when I
emphasized ‘friend’. I saw his jaw clench and then loosen. He
licked his lips before he spoke again.
“ I’m not mad
with anyone, or I wasn’t until what Carl said to you. I’m um… just
worried about Friday’s game. It’s the last one of the school year,
and I want it to go well. With Carl’s attitude lately, I’ll be
swinging the bat at him instead of the ball.”
“ So why was he laughing at you?” I
asked. Even though what he said made sense, he hadn’t answered my
question of why Carl was laughing.
“ Because, he thinks it’s funny that
I’m worried.”
I knew Logan was keeping something
from me, and I had a feeling it had something to do with sparing my
feelings. Possibly from something Carl had said, or maybe even the
others, and he didn’t want me to get hurt. I suppose I’d do the
same for him.
“ Oh, so are any of the others
worried?”
“ Not really. They’re more worried
about their finals results.”
Our results were due on Friday,
right before the big game. We’d been studying so hard for them, and
we were all glad to be finally getting a break.
“ I guess that’s understandable.” I
said.
I wasn’t buying it. I knew
something else was the reason for his behavior. The gut feeling,
the bad feeling,
was telling me that I would find out real soon.
“ Well, we don’t have studying to
do, so do you want to do something else?” Logan asked when we
pulled up outside my house.
The past couple of days, he’d had
to go to practice and I’d been to gym club.
“ What do you have in mind?” I
asked, and I saw a flicker of something in his eyes before he
looked down to his hands.
“ We could watch a movie or go
somewhere. The guys will call later when they want to meet
up.”
Great, more Carl!
Fantastic.
To be completely honest, I was
getting tired of watching movies. We were just sitting there,
practically doing nothing. It was nice to be alone with Logan, but
the tension I felt was by no means comfortable. I wanted to cuddle
into him, for him to put his arm around me and hold each other
whilst we watched. Like couples do.
Only we’re not a couple.
“ We could watch a couple of
episodes of Sons Of Anarchy.” I finally suggested. “We have a few
on catchup.”
“ Yeah, great.” He said, with a big
smile.
Going into my house, I grabbed some
chips, popcorn and sodas, and took them up to my room. Logan sat on
the bed, plus my pillow, stroking Ruffles who seemed content curled
up next to his legs purring loudly.
I rolled my eyes at her and Logan
laughed.
“ What can I say? She loves me.” He
grinned.
So do I.
I shook my head and opened the
bags; I passed Logan his soda. I switched on the TV and placed the
snacks on the table at the end. I unzipped my hoodie and shook it
down my arms, throwing it on my computer chair. Turning back to the
bed, I saw that Logan was looking away, as if he were
embarrassed.
Then, it dawned on me.
I had shaken
something that he obviously knows about. What is it?”
Logan sighed and ran a hand through
his hair in irritation. He could make out as though he didn’t want
to tell me, but I wasn’t going to budge this time. I continued to
stare at him, which I was glad to do, letting him know that I was
waiting for an answer.
“ It’s nothing, Chase. Just leave
it.” He said, finally.
“ Leave it? What
do you mean , leave it? Would you let me leave it if it were the other
way around?” I knew the answer to that immediately. “Oh yeah, you
did. When you thought I was mad, you let it go for two weeks before
you asked me what was up.” I said, reminding him of the
fact.
“ That was
different, Chase. I thought you were mad at me for something. Not
mad at somebody else.”
“ I don’t see how that’s different.
If you’re mad, you’re mad. It doesn’t matter at whom or why. You
just are. As a ‘friend’ you would want to know
regardless.”
Logan glanced to me when I
emphasized ‘friend’. I saw his jaw clench and then loosen. He
licked his lips before he spoke again.
“ I’m not mad
with anyone, or I wasn’t until what Carl said to you. I’m um… just
worried about Friday’s game. It’s the last one of the school year,
and I want it to go well. With Carl’s attitude lately, I’ll be
swinging the bat at him instead of the ball.”
“ So why was he laughing at you?” I
asked. Even though what he said made sense, he hadn’t answered my
question of why Carl was laughing.
“ Because, he thinks it’s funny that
I’m worried.”
I knew Logan was keeping something
from me, and I had a feeling it had something to do with sparing my
feelings. Possibly from something Carl had said, or maybe even the
others, and he didn’t want me to get hurt. I suppose I’d do the
same for him.
“ Oh, so are any of the others
worried?”
“ Not really. They’re more worried
about their finals results.”
Our results were due on Friday,
right before the big game. We’d been studying so hard for them, and
we were all glad to be finally getting a break.
“ I guess that’s understandable.” I
said.
I wasn’t buying it. I knew
something else was the reason for his behavior. The gut feeling,
the bad feeling,
was telling me that I would find out real soon.
“ Well, we don’t have studying to
do, so do you want to do something else?” Logan asked when we
pulled up outside my house.
The past couple of days, he’d had
to go to practice and I’d been to gym club.
“ What do you have in mind?” I
asked, and I saw a flicker of something in his eyes before he
looked down to his hands.
“ We could watch a movie or go
somewhere. The guys will call later when they want to meet
up.”
Great, more Carl!
Fantastic.
To be completely honest, I was
getting tired of watching movies. We were just sitting there,
practically doing nothing. It was nice to be alone with Logan, but
the tension I felt was by no means comfortable. I wanted to cuddle
into him, for him to put his arm around me and hold each other
whilst we watched. Like couples do.
Only we’re not a couple.
“ We could watch a couple of
episodes of Sons Of Anarchy.” I finally suggested. “We have a few
on catchup.”
“ Yeah, great.” He said, with a big
smile.
Going into my house, I grabbed some
chips, popcorn and sodas, and took them up to my room. Logan sat on
the bed, plus my pillow, stroking Ruffles who seemed content curled
up next to his legs purring loudly.
I rolled my eyes at her and Logan
laughed.
“ What can I say? She loves me.” He
grinned.
So do I.
I shook my head and opened the
bags; I passed Logan his soda. I switched on the TV and placed the
snacks on the table at the end. I unzipped my hoodie and shook it
down my arms, throwing it on my computer chair. Turning back to the
bed, I saw that Logan was looking away, as if he were
embarrassed.
Then, it dawned on me.
I had shaken
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