Chapter Three, Part Two: Shake It (By Rediscover).
Logan only agreed to this party for his friends. As, his friends left in different directions; Logan knew it was time for him to leave and go to look around to be by himself and grief over the tragic lost of a broken heart. He adjusted his costume, he didn't want the top for fall of shoulder and uncover his naked body, it would have been the end of his life and beginning of torture.
Logan walked past a few fans; they kept saying how handsome he was and smart. Logan just applauds them of their knowing. Some of them creped him out with to much of known about things that were to scary. He still gracefully applauded them. "Thanks, you are to kind." Logan saw an elevator door open, he ran to it. He felt the girls following him with their scary scrapbooks about what the future could be like for them in the future
Logan eyes grew big as he dashed inside, tapping the button hard. He watched the girls closing in by the elevator. He jumped back onto the elevator. "Holy..." The door closed on a girl who was almost close to stopping it from closing. "I should've went with the costume of the Mad Hatter." He sighed loudly; he whipped his face before giving a loud sigh and yawn of boredom
Logan looked at the number of floor her was on; two. He got off as he heard a ding. The metal doors opened and saw a galore of books. It was a library; he was in love. He began to look around it was empty and sort of dimed with lights. No one was there, perfect, sanctuary for him away from friends, heartbreak and crazy fans.
Logan strolled deeper into the library checking for a few books, he saw the last section was 'Romance'. He was oddly in for a love story; maybe, he could get his fingers on something good and not filled with vampire love stories.
He turned the corner and began to search through the books, searching, pondering what book was perfect to read and was perfect for him. He saw a classic book of Hamlet and picked it up. He sat on the floor, this was his spot, he wasn't going to move or anything, he was going to stay there until he felt like moving. He heard a ding. "So good for sanctuary." He said softy and looked over the corner and saw a female wearing a doctor costume.
"Or not." He saw her with a blackberry and Bluetooth. He watched studying her like lion stalking its prey but with a hint of romance hidden within it. He began to lower his eyes. He saw her get up and look around from a book. "NO, my name is Amelia, not Ameal!" The brunette yelled into the blackberry. Logan smirked.
The girl or well Amelia, was going through the isle picking out books. He moved a few books, watching her. She had curves, she was smart, and seemed interesting, and she had a job so that meant she could be older than him. Right then, a book fell onto Logan's foot. "FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST!" Logan yelled in agony. The girl turned around as Logan got quite watching her.
"I don't know who you are. But, you'll be pepper sprayed within a few seconds, if, you don't show yourself." She pulled it out her hair. Logan rose and eyebrow; how could she hide something that small in her hair or how could she do that! "I'm sorry." He apologized walking from a different angle; he followed her into the second row. He came from behind her holding a book in front of his eyes.
"Well than." Amelia said staring down at Logan, he was short compared to her. So, Logan was more afraid of her than vice versa.
"You're reading Hamlet, too?" The magnificence asked of him.
No words, just a nod.
The girl raised and eyebrow, she smirked and pulled him by the band of belt pulling him close to her. "Okay, let's start with the basics. I am Amelia, you are?" She pushed him back as a release to add a sexual tension; Logan felt a lump in his thought from the tension that she brought onto them. "I'm Logan. Logan Mitchell." He coughed, as she turned away striding to her seat; where she sat earlier standing in front of him.
"Well, I don't be shy, sit in front of me." The girl said going through her kindle to find something to read. She flipped her hair to the side, giving an impish look; her hair covered her eyes in a seductive way, was it Logan, or was she just mysterious and lovely. Cupid must have just shot double arrows; because Logan had felt a click in his heart telling him to go and to go after her.
Logan held the book at his side. "You went for the roman look?" She went to the book market and bought the book Logan had in his hand. "We-, YES, that's what I was going for." Logan lied through his nose with a smile. Even, though it was the Mark Anthony look; he didn't care, she was close.
"Want to read together?" Logan swallowed a bit harder.
"Sure, and don't be so nervous. I'm a normal girl." She laughed.
Logan smiled and had an impression that this girl was just perfection and something to look for. No a crazy, girl who follows him or messes with his mind and kisses his best pal. Logan didn't even know this girl for only three minutes till now. And, he liked her already, she had spicy and was different from other fans or females around Hollywood. It's hard to come across natural beauties and natural feelings when; Hollywood is so fake and full of them.
Logan smirked and got up and sat next to her, pulling, off a dangerous move. However, Amelia didn't pull away, she even got closer to him with a smile.
