I just plopped down on my couch when I heard this annoying honk outside my house. Taking the role of an old lady, I went out to yell at whoever or whatever was making the noise. The moment I walked out the door I saw Watson in his mom's van with his shades on.

"Hop in," he greeted with a big smile.

"Why would I go anywhere with you?" I questioned.

"Because you know that I will always get you home," he grinned, "By the way pack a bag and write your dad a note saying you might be gone longer than a couple hours."

"How considerate of you. Where are we going?"

"Somewhere only we know."

"Watson, what are you planning? Are you asking me out on a date?" the lines on my forehead became more prominent.

"Unfortunately, I'm still taken by Erin. But you're on the waiting list. Top of the list for sure," he winked.

"Well once you and Erin are done, I better be the first one you call to ask out on a date," I stated in a flirtatious manner.

"It's a deal as long as you get in the car."

"Where's the candy to lure me in?" I asked innocently.

"The date is the candy in this case."

"I guess," I said in a disappointed voice; I can't believe Watson was asking me to hang out. What will Olive say? What will Daddy and Juju think when I'm gone for a couple of hours? I quickly rushed to my room to pack a few things. I keep telling myself it's a good thing. It's a good thing to take risks and live life on the edge. I might get in trouble but it's worth it. At least that's what I'm telling myself until Watson and I start driving.

I finished packing and left my dad a note and when he calls I'll have a full explanation and hopefully Olive can back me up here even if she is halfway around the world.

"Let's get this show on the road!" I exclaimed as I hopped into shotgun. The smell of Logan's cologne was apparent stinking up the car.

"Can you please tell me where we're going?" I begged.

"I already gave you some hints," he said as we passed by Exit 5 on the highway.

"I don't remember ever having a place to ourselves."

"Then you'll be in a surprise. I know you're going to love it. Just like you did five years ago." Another hint. "We're almost there anyways."

We've been driving for four hours and I don't ever recall this so-called place. Exit 2. He turned to exit off the highway. The surroundings were full of trees. Did we ever go camping? School trip to a forest reserve of some sort? He drove into the parking lot and opened the door for me. A gentleman move.

"I still don't remember," I said.

"Wait for it. C'mon follow me."

I obeyed and followed his tracks. We were hiking and he never told me to bring my sneakers! But before each big step, he would step, reach out his hand to help me up.

"Thanks."

"No problem," he replied softly each time.

We finally reached the top and all I could see were miles and miles of trees.

"This doesn't ring a bell," I stated reminding him for the zillionth time.

"That's because you've never been here. It's called Bunker Wilmington Hill. I always take Erin here when we have issues or we're having a good day."

"Thanks for making me feel special."

"We also come here when we have big news to tell each other. Which leads me to my next point. I have something to tell you. And it might change our friendship forever." He let out a sigh. Then he sat on the nearest rock.

Um.

"I lied. I'm not with Erin anymore. I broke it off."

"W-why?"

"Because…because I like you. Too."

"You like me," I repeated, "Okay." I mean what was I supposed to say?! Isn't the only reason he told me was because of that letter? The question is: Do I still like him back?

Realizing that I haven't said anything for a while, "I am so sorry I put you in an awkward position. I never meant to do that," he said.

"No, no it's fine. It's just that a hundred things are running through my mind."

Do I, Jasmine Kang, like Logan Watson?

"Um," I started saying, "I think I need to think it over."

"If it helps, I, uh, started liking you when this school year began. You weren't talking to me and I kind of missed that. I guess you, or whoever, sent that letter was a blessing in disguise for me. Maybe there was a reason why I kissed you during third grade, I don't know. But, um, it was nice, forever etched into my mind. I can't stop thinking about you," he said giving me his signature smile.

"Are you trying to smother me right now? Gosh, I'm overwhelmed. C-can we not talk about the 'you liking me' thing? I mean we have a lot of things to catch up. Like do I even know the real Logan Watson?" I asked eyeing him. God, I could get lost in his eyes forever.

"Alright. Fair enough. The answer is that you do. I don't think I changed from my third grader self-ways. I'm still flirtatious," winking at me, "Handsome as ever."

"And don't forget humble too," I said sarcastically. I became tired standing on the rock so I sat down next to him.


OO this chapter is a little bit short but woah Watson likes Jasmine and she's hella confused! Anyways today is my one year on FF, I posted an open letter to all of you reading on my profile because there are things that just can't be said in my stories (they're stories obviously, not for me to rant about my life!), but if you want to know about all the crazy stuff or some of it check out my profile. Anyways let me know what you think about this chapter!