Chapter 21
Dana's POV
Chemistry. Not my best subject and not my favorite class. I was always getting D's no matter how hard I tried. I would ask my teacher, Mr. Crete, for help, but he's just this crazy guy who thinks he's funny and loves all the girls in our class. Well, all of them except me because he knows that if he tried anything on me I'd easily beat him up. And it isn't my favorite class not only because of him but also because I had to sit next to Logan who was always doodling hearts with his and Miley's name in his notebook. Right now he was drawing a picture of the two of them holding hands. In the picture he's wearing a tux and she's wearing a gown.
"You two getting married?" I whisper to him.
He looks at me and puts on his smirk. "What's a matter? Upset that I'm not yours and I'll be another guy you won't be getting?"
"As if."
Mr. Crete clears his throat and everyone in the class looks at him. "Class, I must say that I'm highly disappointed with the results of this test. This is seriously horrible. See for yourselves." He then started to call out names and hand the tests back. "Penelope. Great job." He winked at her and handed her quiz. She began to blush furiously. Ew. Now that's a disturbing thought. "Ms. Cruz. Despicable." He handed me back my quiz and I looked at it. It said 'See Me'. There was no grade. I looked at the red marks on the page and all but one of my answers were circled. I got one question right. It was worth about twelve points. This is ridiculous. If it was any other girl he would have graded it differently. Logan looked over at my paper and snickered. "Mr. Reese. Excellent job. The best grade in the class. Maybe you could help Ms. Cruz?" He handed Logan his paper. There was a big 100 on the top. I just stared at it.
"Something wrong, Ms. Cruz?" Logan said mockingly. I just glared at him.
The bell rang indicating the end of class. As I was about to walk out, Mr. Crete stopped me. "Seriously Ms. Cruz. I think you should have Mr. Reese teach you. He really knows his stuff." I just nodded and headed off down the hall. It would be great to do better in Chem but in order to do so I have to get Logan to help me. Great. Just great.
The next class I had was Study Hall so I walked over to the library. When I got there I sat at an empty table and took out my Algebra homework. I heard the chair next to me scrape the floor so I looked over only to see Logan sit himself down.
"Can I help you?" I asked him rather snidely.
"I believe it's the other way around. Can I help you? In Chemistry?"
"Wow. Logan Reese actually being nice?"
"Yea well don't get used to it. I'm just bored right now and figured you would want some help. So do you or not?"
"Sure." And so he began to help me. He got frustrated with me sometimes, though, because I didn't understand what he was doing even after he showed me what to do five times, but he just kept his cool and tried to help me again. I was pretty shocked. I've never seen this side of Logan before.
"So. Do you understand it now?"
"Yea. I think so. Thank you, Logan. I really appreciate it. Now get lost."
He chuckled at that and said, "There's the Dana I know and love." Then he got up and walked away. There's the Dana I know and love. Jeez, Logan. You've got to stop doing these things to me.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. High school can be pretty crazy. Plus my laptop broke so it'll be harder for me to write because I have to use the family computer which I'm hardly allowed on. But anyway I'll update as soon as I can. Enjoy!