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LoganxQuinn

Written By; Lara.

Because, I taste like sand.

"LOGAN!" she shrieked. The boy flipped his hair, innocent plead played upon his lips.

"What?"

"Don't you dare pick me up again!"

"Oh, silly you."

"I'm serious, Logan!" she shouted. She rolled her eyes before turning on the TV with a click of the button. She tried to focus her attention towards the new episode of her favourite cartoon, but it was hard when he was staring. Staring hard.

"Oh Quinn!" he sing-songed naturally. She gave him her pair of confusing eyes before they jerked open as he started to jump after her.

"Oh no you don't!" She ran out of the lounge and out to the exposed evening sunlight. She turned her head and screamed. He was just a few feet away from her.

"Logan! Don't you dare!" She ran as fast as she could down the stairs and turned to the right. How could Quinn Pensky outrun Logan Reese? Who knows, but this was all good pleasant fun…right?

She took in a deep breath before collapsing in the sand. She was done. He slid face first right beside her seconds later.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired, that's all. You dumbass."

"Hey! That isn't very nice to say," he spit out some sand from his collision with the ground, and tossed over so he was know sitting. "Quinn…"

"Yeah?"

He inched closed to her face and grabbed it with his left hand. He looked into her eyes for a deep couple moments. He leaned into her mouth, but instead of what she thought he was going to do, he phased out and turned his head.

"Pretty sunset, isn't it?"

"Logan!"

"What!?" He answered naively. She shook her head.

"Lead me on why don't you."

"Now. Why would I do that?"

"Because. Because you're Logan Reese." She stopped right there and looked into the sky. It really was pretty. The purples and pinks clashed beautifully against the yellow puddle which was slowly dropping below the sea line.

"Don't wear it out!"

Her response was vacant. Silence.

"Wanna know why I stopped?"

"Yes, Logan."

"Because, I taste like sand," he answered, nonchalantly. She raised her eyebrows, and giggled.

"What now, Quinn?""Sand? That is the reason why you won't kiss me?"

"Yes."

"Well, I think that is-"

His lips pressed against hers for a short while before he pulled back. "Now do you believe me?"

"Logan Reese, you do taste like sand."

"I told you!" He pointed his finger at her and whipped back his head casually. She chuckled and stuck out her tongue.

"I don't really care, Logan. Did you know that?"

First LoganxQuinn fic
and Zoey 101.
Now I can say I did so.
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