"Uh…26?" Logan answered the question too bad it was wrong. I raised my hand.

"Quinn?" I smiled and gave him the right answer. Logan shot me a glare I ignored him. The bell rang I was happy it was the last class finally I can go home. I headed towards my locker when someone pushed me into them and had me in a death grip.

"Ow what the hell?" I said and tried to get out of the grip.

"Don't you dare do that again Pensky?" I rolled my eyes. It had to be Logan.

"What did I do?" I asked acting stupid. However, it just going to get me in more trouble but who cares I sure don't.

"Oh don't act stupid you know what you did…" He loosened his grip a bit. I smiled an innocent smile.

"No actually I don't. So why don't you enlighten me. "I said. He gave me a confused look.

"What? I don't want to light you up…" I rolled my eyes only he would say something like that.

"It means to inform…not to light someone up…" Stupid I said in my head. What he has me against lockers I want to live you know.

"Oh well you made me look stupid back there...So don't do it again or else..." You don't need my help to look stupid, stupid.

"Is that a threat? Plus you make yourself look stupid…" I said as I got out of his grip. I was outside waiting for my mom but after waiting for twenty minutes, I decided to walk home. I got home and found my mom cheating on my dad.

"MOM!" I screamed. She looked up surprised. Oh, so she didn't expect me home.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" She said as she got up and fixed her shirt. I shook my head.

"School is over for the day mom…" I said and looked at my mom with disgust.

"Don't you dare tell your father about this! Do you hear me?" I ignored her and walked up stairs to my room. I closed the door. Seconds later, my mom barged in my room.

"I said do you hear me!" I nodded not really listening to her. I guess she got mad because she slapped me. I looked at her hate evident in my eyes.

"Don't tell you father or your going to get it worst…" She left. I hate my mom. I know hate is a strong word and mostly if it's towards your mom. It's not the first time she hits me though. She hits me when I don't do anything wrong and I tell my dad but he doesn't listen to me. I did my homework and went straight to bed. I wasn't that hungry after that incident with my mom.

I woke up and looked in the mirror. My cheek was red. I didn't think she hit me that hard. I put make up on trying to cover up all the red. After I was finish with that, I got dressed. I went downstairs and out the door. Just my luck it starts raining. I'm going to be so wet when I get to school. A car pulls over by my side of the sidewalk and I stepped back a bit.

"Pensky get in the car now!" Logan ordered. I gave him a glare and walked away.

"What since when do you care?" I asked still walking away. He followed me in his car I noticed because I didn't see the car leave.

"Will you just go!" I yelled. He stepped out of the car and picked me up. I kicked and screamed with no use because he covered my mouth. He puts me in the passenger seat and locks the door.

"You didn't give me a choice…" He said as he got in the driver seat. I gave him a glare.

"Since when do you care?" I asked again with as much attitude as possible.

"I don't…. I just don't want you to get sick….or worst…" He said not taking his eyes off the road.

"Newsflash that's caring…." I said and looked out the window.

No it's not…." I gave him a look. "Ok maybe I care a tiny bit…"

"Why?" I asked him. He looked at me then at the road but said nothing. I sighed and didn't push him further.

"Uh please just drop me of here I don't want people getting the wrong ideas…" I said as soon as the school was in sight.

"Why? Do you want to get wet?" I sighed. It was pouring rain.

"Well no bu-"He cut me off.

"Then just shut up and be glad I gave you a ride…" He said. Wow should have known that it wasn't going to last long.

"Not like I asked for the ride….but thanks anyway…" I told him. I still had manners. He looked at me and gave me a small smile. Is he on crack or something? Since when does he smile at me?

He parked the car. I opened the door and walked out. Nevertheless, he pulled me back in.

"What now?" I asked him annoyed. He gave me a confused look and wiped the make up I had on my cheek. I blushed a bit and looked down.

"What happen to your cheek?" He asked concerned. I turned my head the other way.

"Nothing that concerns you Logan…" I said as I got out of the car.

I tried to avoid him as much as possible. I really didn't want him to ask me what happen to my cheek again. I was doing fine until I saw him waiting at my locker I turned the other way and headed towards the girls bathroom. Zoey followed me in the bathroom with a confused look.

"Hey Quinn…Why is Logan by your locker?" I gave her a how should I know look.

"Well if you don't know then why did he say he needs to ask you something that you had told him in his car…" She gave me a tell me now look.

"Uh…well you see…. I was walking to school but it was raining so he tells me to get in his car I ignored him of course but then he forced me in his car. When we got here, he saw that my cheek was red and asked me what happened. I told him it was nothing that concerned him and walked out of his car and I have been avoiding him ever since." I told her.

"Wow…well he said he wasn't going to leave you alone until you tell him." I sighed.

"It was your mom again huh?" Yeah she knows about my mom. I just nodded not wanting to tell her I had caught her cheating on my dad.

"Well I guess I have to get home before my mom fines out I'm late." She nodded and I exited the girl's bathroom. Glad that Logan was not waiting anymore. I walked out the front door and headed home. Only to be stopped by someone.

"Hey let me go now!" I ordered that person.

"Not until you tell me what happened." I froze. Why won't he let it go? Why does he suddenly care?

"Logan I have to get home now! Please just leave me alone you never cared before so why now?" I could had sworn I saw hurt in his eyes but maybe it's just my imagination. He let me go and mumbled something that I think was I always cared. I shook it off and walked away.