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57. Better Off
Angela Lynn CarverThank you so much for reading Everyone! Please don't forget to leave me reviews. Good or bad, LOL.
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The Fake BadBoy and I Prologue
LoganI stick my straw into my milk carton and take a long sip. My eyes wander around the nearly empty cafeteria.I am waiting for someone.Someone special.I smile and wave at some kid I barely know because that's just the kind of person I am: friendly, pleasant, and intelligent Logan Smith.Yup, that's me!I am not exactly the most popular guy in my high school, nor am I the best-looking one? But people like me. I mean, don't get me wrong, a lot of them think of me as some nerdy guy who takes school too seriously, and I'd been bullied plenty around here, but at least I wasn't hated or feared.Not like how they hate..."SMITH."My heart nearly jumps out of my chest as I hear a deep, throaty voice, so I look up to face him.A six-foot-five muscular figure graces my eyes, and a small smile spread across my lips. My wait is finally over.He has tanned skin, and his shoulder-length hair is pulled back to reveal a gloomy face. Along with his tattoo sleeves, there is a big, ugly scar sprea
The Fake BadBoy and I 1. Run in with the Enemy
ONE WEEK EARLIER...LoganI fling my bookbag over my shoulder, then make my way out the front door. I try to walk fast, nearly running, so my mom doesn't catch me.She keeps forcing me to sit at the table and scarf down breakfast every day, and I am over it. Also, I have no desire to let the family chauffeur drive me to school. I'd rather take the bus with everyone else. The last thing I need is for people to think I am too good for the public school bus."Logan, wait."Damn, I was so close to escaping!"Yes, mom," I sigh and look at my mother, who is leaning against the couch. She narrows her eyes and looks me up and down as if studying me carefully.To be quite honest, my mother kind of terrifies me. She is what you call it...sort of rough around the edges. Even my father is scared of her. The only person who isn't afraid would be my little sister Mia. She is their little princess, after all."Where do you think you are going?" mom asks. Her green eyes always look cold, like a pair
The Fake BadBoy and I 2. It's the Little Things
LoganOkay, I will admit, the kid looked intimidating.Looking at his muscular body, one would think he is on the wrestling or football team. He isn't, yet somehow, he looks bigger than all the athletes in our school.I always found it ridiculous that people avoided Daniel like the plague. So what if he is kind of scary looking with his deep scar running down the side of his face, and he has tattoos like an ex-convict? He barely ever talks to people, so rumors about him spread all over the school like wildfire. And yet, he never once defended himself.It is as if he enjoys being feared."Hi Danny!" I chirp and wave at him.Danny looks at me wide eyed and grunts. "Don't call me, Danny."Thomas gives me a warning glance as if to tell me I shouldn't talk to Danny.What do they think will happen if I talk to him? Is he going to murder me?"That's your name, isn't it?" I wink."The name is Daniel. And don't fucking talk to me.""And now I can't talk to you? Jeez, Danny. We've been going to
The Fake BadBoy and I 3. Fake Badboy?
LoganI am filming Daniel Ortega knitting a sweater with his grandma, and I feel giddy.The high school bad boy isn't so bad after all. And he knows how to knit! How adorable.I stop when Daniel notices me for the first time. His eyes turn wide as he recognizes me, but he doesn't open his mouth to speak.Speechless? I don't blame him."Hey, guys! Having fun without me?" I chirp.Daniel's grandma looks at me and smiles brightly. "Can I help you, hijo?""I'm Logan. I'm here to volunteer." I explain to Mrs. Ortega."Ah, yes. They told us there would be young people coming in here and keeping us company. Since we are not dying yet, they want us to die sooner by listening to teenagers whine about everything," Mrs. Ortega waves her hands.I chuckle. I like this woman."That's exactly right, Mrs. Ortega.""Oh, please. Call me, Camilla. Come sit in front of me and have a good look at you. My eyes don't work as well anymore, so I can't see things that are away."I walk toward her quickly and t
The Fake BadBoy and I 4. Let's Play
LoganRemorse? 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 w
The Fake BadBoy and I 5. House Guest
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
The Fake BadBoy and I 6. Dinner Invitation
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.
The Fake BadBoy and I 7. My Bodyguard
"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
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