Jasmine groaned as she plopped herself onto a seat in front of Logan.
"Yet another acquaintance of mine who wants your number."
He smirked. " 'Acquaintance'?"
"I choose not to call them my friends simply because the only reason they even talk to me is to get closer to you."
He sighed. "Girls can be such a hassle."
"Am I a hassle?"
"No, you're my best friend."
Jasmine wanted to gag. Best friend, she repeated the word in her head.
"Logan, be honest. Do you see me as a girl, at all?"
"Jas, I do not see you as a girl. Girls in my perspective can be so demanding and without a doubt a pain in my ass. All I want is some fun, not a silly relationship most girls want."
That was the difference between them. Logan wanted fun, Jasmine wanted serious. She craves for a special relationship, but Logan didn't understand why. Part of her didn't either, but maybe it's the jealousy. Maybe it's the sight and thought of others that make her crave such silliness.
"Then what am I?"
"I already told you. You're my best friend."
She rolled her eyes. "You're so difficult."
"Let's just say I'm 'different'."