Logan
Remorse? No.
I don't regret blackmailing Daniel. I am not the one who uses his looks to create terror in people's hearts. Why does he have to scowl all the time? Couldn't he be nice and smile for once?
And he isn't nice to me at all. He never was. Come to think of it, when we were in middle school, Daniel pushed me because I was in his way instead of asking me to move. He stomps around the hallways like he is some kind of a monster.
If Daniel had been nice to me from the beginning and not given me the cold shoulder, I would've taken it easy on him. His grumpiness was cute at first, but now, it's starting to bother me.
Besides, I've been wanting to take revenge on Francis Walter for a while now. So now that I met someone stronger than him, it is time to use him against that asshole.
Sure, I could've told either of my grandfathers and taken care of him, but...
I am not that heartless.
Francis acts tough, but he is much smaller and wimpier than Daniel. I know for a fact that he wouldn't dare stand up against Daniel. He would probably piss his pants as soon as Danny puts his hands on him.
After meeting Daniel at the cafeteria and telling him my plans about Francis, I went straight to the senior center. I wonder if he is going too. I wouldn't mind teasing him some more in front of his grandma. I smile as I remember his face when he saw me getting along with abuela Camilla. It's still hard to accept that a sweet old lady is related to the brutish Daniel.
"Mr. Smith. Good to see you back," Mindy greets me with a warm smile, so I smile back.
"Yes, are you surprised?" I joke.
"A lot of the times, young men such yourself do not come back after spending time with one of our residents." Mindy frowns.
"Really? They just stop coming?" I tilt my head.
"Oh, yes. They realize that they'd rather spend their free time on outdoor activities than listen to us oldies talk."
"That's awful. They should all be punished!" I exclaim.
Mindy laughs then motion me to sign in so I can start my day with Camilla. I am oddly excited to spend time with her as she seems like an interesting old lady. Also, I am excited to learn more about Daniel.
"So...is Danny here today?" I ask Mindy.
Mindy crinkled her eyes. "Danny?"
"Camilla's grandson?" I remind her.
"Oh! You know Daniel? He is not here today. He is only here Thursdays and Fridays."
Ah, what a bummer.
"I wish he visited more often. He is such a lovely young man." Mindy says.
Daniel Ortega is a lovely young man? In what planet?
"Yeah, I was hoping he was here too. We go to the same school, you know." I smirk.
"I see. Daniel doesn't talk about his friends much, but I'm glad he has them. Camilla finished her lunch already, so you can go right in."
I nod and walk to her room.
Camilla looks up and smiles when she sees me walking in. "Hey there, I see you came back."
I chuckle. "Why do you ask? Did you think I was not going to come back?"
Camilla shrugs. "Who would willingly come over and listen to me yap? Other than Daniel, of course. But the poor thing has no choice since I am all he's got." she laughs heartily.
"Is that right? How are his parents?" I ask. I am curious to know more about Daniel since he is so aloof at school.
"His parents passed away when he was 12 years old," Camila said.
I am taken aback by that. Is that why Daniel acts angry all the time? I wondered.
"That...that's awful. I had no idea..." I stumble as I am at a loss for words.
"Don't feel bad, hijo. You wouldn't have known. Daniel does not like to talk about it. He had always been a very quiet boy. He has been living with me since his parents passed, so as I said, I am all he's got. Anyway, enough about the depressing stuff. How about a game of chess with me?" Camilla raises an eyebrow.
"Chess?" I ask.
"Why, you don't know how to play chess? Young people these days. All they care about is video games and fooling around, don't they? What a shame." Camilla shook her head.
I laughed. "Whoa there, grandma. You can't just judge me without getting to know me first. For your information, I do know how to play chess, and I am very good at it," I say proudly.
"Oh, is that right? Well, prove it then. Go on, get the chessboard from that cupboard and set it up. Let's see who wins."
"Gladly." I smirk playfully, then go to the cupboard to grab the chessboard. I was not lying. I am pretty good at playing chess because my grandfather taught me. When I was little, he told me I should learn strategies and keep my brain active. Chess is a good way to do that. He wanted me to stay sharp in case, one day, I wanted to take his position.
My mom told me that there was no way she would let me go anywhere near my grandpa's business and that I should find my own career path.
But you never know, maybe she will change my mind because I wouldn't mind taking over my grandfather's empire.
He is a powerful man, so why shouldn't I look forward to being one too?
"Let's see how good you are, Logan."
I smile. Maybe I will let Camilla win since she is a sweet old lady.
I played chess with Camila for an hour, and I have to admit she is pretty good. I won the first round, but then she beat me in the second.
"You are not bad," young man, I am impressed. You know I used to be in the chess club when I was in school. I was sure you couldn't beat me." Camilla laughed.
"Guess I proved you wrong. Well, I'm afraid it's time for me to go. Be good, abuela. Say hi to Danny for me." I wink and then hug her goodbye.
Another day well spent, I think to myself as I whistle my way out of the building.
I have nothing else to do today except wait for Danny to text me about Francis. He was supposed to take care of business for me today. I wonder if he made any progress.
I nearly jump as I hear my phone ring.
I snatch the phone out of my pocket and answer when I see Danny's name on the screen.
"Did you make contact?" I snarled.
"We need to talk, Logan."
"Talk about what? Did you do it or not?" I say irritably.
"I can't do it. Francis is not a bad guy."
"The fuck he isn't! You know nothing about him, Danny. He is a shithead, and you are supposed to be helping me punish him. Do you want me to leak the damn video?" I threatened him, hoping that would scare him a little.
"I won't beat him up. Maybe I can do something else for you? I can clean your house or somethin'," Daniel grumbles on the other line.
I sigh. "I don't need my house cleaned. Alright, Danny. How about you come over to my house, and I give you a little pep talk? You just need a bit of encouragement, that's all."
"Your house? You are inviting me into your house?" Daniel sounds surprised.
"Yeah. Is that a problem?" I ask.
"No..." Daniel's voice is quiet.
"Great, see you there," I hang up on him and then wrinkle my forehead. Hmm...I made an impulsive decision by inviting him over, but I wonder if it was the wrong decision.
Logan "Where are you going in such a hurry?" my mom calls behind me as I run upstairs, but I don't have the time to stop and explain. Daniel is already on his way over here, and I must hurry and make sure my room is in good shape. Calling me a messy person would be the understatement of the century. My idea of putting clothes away is to throw them across the room as soon as I take them off. A bad habit, I know. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, so I didn't do many house chores. My mom used to scold me and make me do basic stuff like doing my own laundry and cleaning my room, but she gave up after a while. Because our housekeeper kept coming in and cleaning stuff for me, it's safe to say I'm spoiled. But today is Wednesday, and our housekeeper does not clean on Wednesdays. I open my bedroom door and gasp as I see the state my room is in. Dammit...Daniel will be here any moment now. He will think I'm some kind of a disgusting slob when he sees my room. Wait a minute, wh
DanielPeople are afraid of me.I suppose it should hurt my feelings, but it doesn't. It used to, but not anymore.You can't make someone like you if they have already made up their minds about you. And that's the story of my life.It all started because of my accident when I was 12 years old. But that's a story for another day.Right now, I have to focus on this asshole in front of me who had just planted one on my lips.I always rolled my eyes when people talked about "virgin kisses" in the past. There is nothing virgin about them. We have all been kissed by a mother or a relative, but I still hoped my first romantic kiss would be memorable and sweet.It was not.It was given to me by Logan—the last face I wish to remember. The worst part is that he doesn't look particularly sorry. No, he seems shocked, as if his body moved on its own."I'm..." Logan swallows, then parts his lips, staring at me while I glare back at him. "I'm—""WHO WANTS TACOS!?"I jump a mile and then turn around.
"What was that all about?" I confronted my mother after Daniel left.Mom tilts her eyebrow. "What are you talking about?""You were all over Daniel. Asking him a million questions. Who hired you to be my wing woman?""A wing woman!" mom exclaims. "I don't know what you are talking about.""You were asking Daniel if he is single, and then you told him I am single. So you were clearly trying to play Cupid," I say irritably."Oh sweetheart, why do you always make things about yourself? I was doing no such thing. I was only asking Daniel questions to make him feel more comfortable with us. You know, getting him to talk about himself more.""Why do you care?" I demand to know."He just seems like a very nice, quiet kid. I felt bad." mom shrugs."I think you made him more uncomfortable by all those questions," I said."You don't know that. Besides, I was asking him if he was seeing anybody, and that could mean a girl too, so I was basically asking him if he had a girlfriend. Pretty standard
DanielI wish I could stop thinking about that kiss with Logan, but I can't. I can still feel it lingering on my lips. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to erase the memory.What is wrong with me?That moron...why did he have to steal my first kiss?The more I think about it, the angrier I get.God, this is annoying.I'll get over it eventually, I think to myself, even though deep down, I don't really believe it. Logan has already gotten under my skin.I hurried home after I left Logan's house. It was almost ten on a school night, and Abuela would have my head if she found out I was out late. She doesn't live with us anymore, but she somehow always knows when I don't get enough sleep."Danny! You are home!"My heart warms when I see Trisha running toward me with a big smile on her face.I feel a twinge of guilt for coming home so late. Because I knew she was waiting for me.I usually come home right after school when I don't have to go to my part-time job, so she knows when to ex
Logan Daniel heaves when he sees me walking toward his table. I guess he didn't expect this to happen daily. I wasn't planning on sitting with him at lunch every day either, as I usually sat with my own group of classmates. But I liked hanging out with Daniel last time. The faces he makes when he is annoyed at me are entertaining. Too bad, so sad, tough guy. I decided we are friends now. "What do you want now?" he snarls at me like a wild beast, making me laugh. "Want? Nothing. I am just here to eat my lunch with you," I give him an innocent look. "What for? I don't need a lunch buddy. I've been eating alone since middle school, and I prefer it that way," Daniel grumbles. I shook my head. "No, you don't, Danny. You look absolutely miserable eating alone every day." "That's just my face." He scowls. I drop my tray at the table and sit down. "Listen, I am not hurting you by eating with you, so just let me..." "You are hurting my brain by making me look at your face," Daniel inte
DanielIt's the day of the party, and I am standing in front of Logan's house.My throat feels dry, and my heart is beating loudly against my chest: thump, thump, thump.I don't know why I am so nervous. It's just a party with just people.Was it because everyone I've known my whole life would be there? Everyone who never liked me? Maybe.I agreed to meet him at his house because I didn't want him to see the state my house was in. I try to keep it clean as much as possible, but my sister doesn't bother picking up after her. She is still a child, after all.I take a deep breath, count from one to ten, and then ring the bell. I've been to his before, but it still amazes me how huge it is. Calling it a house would be an insult. This is a mansion I only saw in movies.A woman I didn't recognize opened the door this time."Yes?""I...um...is Logan here?" I ask."Yes. You must be Mr. Ortega. Please come in." She steps aside to let me."Tha...thanks. Just Daniel is fine," I say awkwardly. No
Logan I watch Natasha drag Daniel away to the dance floor. He doesn't particularly look thrilled about it, but I don't try to help. Daniel is a big boy, so he can take care of himself, can't he? I see Felix flirting with some girl, so I walk toward him instead. "Hey, you made it!" Felix waves at me with a big smile. "Where is Daniel? Did you bring him?" He asks. "Yep, he's flirting with Natasha." "No shit." Felix laughs. "That's not funny, Felix. Once Natasha put her claws into somebody, there's no going back for that poor sap. She will drain all of his energy until there's nothing left," I declare. "Oh, you're being dramatic, Logan. Natasha is not that bad. And Daniel seems like he's strong enough to handle it." Felix has no clue, I think to myself. But I couldn't let Daniel mess around for too long. Francis could be here any second now. And when he does, I need Daniel to corner him and scare the living shit out of him. That's what I hired him for! I hung out with Felix for
Logan"Where are you going?" I call after Daniel as he storms out the door. I wonder if he is mad at me for making him swing at Francis. I'll admit, it made me happy to see that asshole in pain, but Daniel doesn't look like he enjoyed hitting Francis at all."I am going home," he announced."What do you mean you are going home? The party had just started!" I exclaim."I don't care about the dumb party. I can't believe you made me hit that guy. I've never been into violence," he mumbled.Is this guy for real?"I didn't make you do it. You saw how he was treating me? That guy is a tool," I said. "He deserved the punch. He is lucky you didn't do worse.""But why did Francis say you deserved to be treated like that? What did you do to him?" Daniel demands to know.I don't look him in the eyes. Francis and I do have a history together, and I might've done something wrong in the past, but I didn't want to talk about it with Daniel."It's nothing. He was just bullshitting," I said.Daniel lo