I am really exhausted and just decided to start writing this. My laptop still isn't back, my friend is in Chemo, I am getting confirmed in February, but have to worry about it 5 months ahead of time and my HW load is getting huge. Not to mention that the guy I like probably doesn't like me the way I like him, my favorite aunt is pregnant, my favorite female teacher is pregnant and my favorite male teacher is getting married to a woman who does not want kids. Things are crazy? Hell yea! Trust me, I update as soon as I can but hey, today's Friday. Also, hey to my new readers! Hi guys! You are going to love this story, especially this plot!

Chapter 15 Back Again?

A few weeks later…

Rebecca grabbed her bag from under the seat. Logan had been leaving her alone, ever since that night a few weeks ago. She had broken his heart, she knew, and she felt terrible. She really wanted to talk to him, but he never seemed to be around.

"Did you hear about Brooks?" Some girls were walking to their dorms from rehearsal. "She is such a moron and a slut. Logan wanted to get back with her, and she turned him down. She is such a dolt!"

"She doesn't know how lucky she is." One girl added.

"Yea." The girls went out of the auditorium. Rebecca sat down in her seat, tears down her face. They were still talking about it weeks later. It just wasn't fair, why did they have so involved in her personal life. Rebecca slowly got up, and headed for her dorm. People stared at her as always. She hated it.

Rebecca pushed her hair out of her eyes, and moved up the stairs. She pulled her key out, wrapping the chain around her wrist. She moved over to her room, and unlocked the door. The room was dark, and none of her roomies were here. But then again, it was Friday night and it was not like she had a boyfriend. She had convinced Chase to go back to her cousin after what happened with her and Logan, two weeks ago. So, here she was, alone on a Friday night.

She sighed, mumbling to herself. She had to talk to him eventually. Rebecca plucked her contact lenses from her eyes, and let her hair down. She pulled her clothes off and changed into a bikini, shorts and a see-through top. She pushed her glasses on her nose, and grabbed a book from her shelf. This was her Friday night. Being alone on the beach with a book and the sound of the waves against the sand. How exciting!

Rebecca went out on the deck outside the room and climbed down the side on the fence. She didn't want anyone seeing her like this, especially in a bikini. There would be more comments than ever. Rebecca felt the ocean breeze in her hair, as she walked to the shore, deep it thought. Why couldn't life always be so relaxing?

She moved over to the dunes, and let her hair mix with the sand, as she lay down, reading. But, as fate would have it, something distracted her from her reading, making her look over at the ocean and see someone staring at the water. And that person was Logan Reese….

Logan seemed to be deep in thought, just staring out at the crescent moon above the glistening ocean water. He only had jeans on with no shirt, shoes or towel near him. The wind blew through his hair, but his cold, emotionless expression stayed the same, ignoring the wind, and water touching his feet.

Rebecca watched Logan from behind the dune. Her arms were covered in goosebumps and chills in her spine, not just from the cool ocean breeze, but of the fact that she was nervous. She had to talk to Logan and finally set things straight with him.

Logan's POV

Logan stared out at the moon, and also glanced at the glistening waves. But his thoughts were on one person. Rebecca Brooks. She had broken his heart, and it had really brought him down. Previously, about three weeks ago, he had broken it off with Cher. There had been kicking, screaming, begging, pleading, and even promises, but Logan still broke it off. He had to face facts, no matter how much he tried, he never could get Rebecca out of his head and that he was in love with her. (Sounds too sappy? Deal with it! I have no life, so let me imagine, kay?)

"Logan." Logan ignored the voice, calling him, still staring out into the ocean. It was probably just one of Rebecca's or his own roommates, calling for him to talk to about Rebecca.

"Logan!" Again, the person called to him. Didn't they realize that he wanted to be alone? He really wanted to sit and think about everything.

"LOGAN!" Obviously this person was not going to leave him alone. Logan picked up a handful of sand and threw it be hind his shoulder. The person coughed, choking on the sand threw at them. "Logan, look at me." They sputtered.

Logan sighed, rolling his eyes as he turned around to look at the girl standing behind him with sandy hair, sandy clothes and glasses that were also covered in sand. "Rebecca?"

"Yea. That's me, Logan." Rebecca walked over next to him, and sat down.

"What are you doing out here? I thought you hated me." Logan said in a snide voice. Rebecca glanced at him, then looked out at the ocean.

"We need to talk. I need to apologize and you need listen, because I have a lot to say." Rebecca laid on her back, and stared up at the stars.

"Well, go ahead." Logan pretended not to pay attention, even though he was listening with ears wide open.

"For starters, I'm sorry for the way I acted and I want you to know I really do care for you. You were the only boyfriend I ever had that actually cared about me for who I was. You are smart, caring, funny, loving, comforting, forceful, arrogant, selfish, self-esteemed, handsome, aggravating, hot, sympathetic, dreamy and…" Rebecca hesitated to finish.

"Go ahead, finish." Logan looked at her, and smiled.

"Perfect." Rebecca avoided Logan's reaction, and kept looking at the stars. "I really never did stop liking you. Just as I know you didn't stop liking me, even before 'the incident'."

"How did you know, then?" Logan laid on his stomach, and looked over at her.

"You got drunk. After I rejected you. The guys found you sitting on the bathroom floor with a bottle of wine. You told me in your drunkenness that you loved me. I couldn't stop thinking about it ever since." Rebecca looked over at him, their eyes meeting, then she turned away, to break the glance.

Logan thought back for a second. He did remember drinking, but then black, and waking up next to Rebecca. What had really happened that night?

Flashback (Yea! My first flashback!)

"What the hell were you doing with her? SHE IS YOUR FREAKING EX!" Cher shrieked loudly, and threw a textbook at Logan who was standing in the door way. "IF YOU APPROACH HER AGAIN, I WILL DROP YOU LIKE A HOT POTATO!"

Logan winced. "Cher, relax. She is my friend. She maybe my ex, but she is still my friend."

"I don't care! You are mine! I don't want you seeing her!" Cher moved from her bed, and crushed her lips with Logan's. Cher held on to him as she pulled him onto the bed. Cher started to unbutton Logan's pants as she kissed him. Logan got off of her and buttoned up his pants.

"What's the matter, baby?" Cher sat at the end with him. "Don't you feel like being together tonight?"

"Cher, I can't." Cher pouted for a second as she went on to Logan's shoulder. Then she smiled, seeing the neck of a bottle peeking out from under her bed.

"How about something to drink then?" Cher pulled the bottle out from under the bed, and poured it into some cups on the side-dresser. "Wine always puts me in the mood."

Logan took the cup from her, and drank it. The alcohol burned his throat, and he sputtered. Why did anyone eve drink this stuff? Cher downed an entire cup and took another. Logan pretended to drink more.

"Isn't it great? You, me and an extremely comfortable bed just for us?" Cher slurred after her third cup. Cher poured herself another glass, but Logan grabbed it from her. "Come one baby. One more glass. You know you want to."

"Cher, you're drunk. I can't do this to you." Logan took her glass and downed it to keep her from drinking it. He sputtered again, feeling the alcohol go down. Cher pulled her tank top off, showing her bra.

"Please, Logan." Cher pushed her lips against his, and pushed him onto the bed. "You love me, right?"

Logan felt the room start to spin. He was not used to drinking wine. "Of course I do, Rebecca." Logan kissed Cher's neck, feeling up her leg

"REBECCA? IS THAT WHO I AM?" Cher pushed Logan off of her angrily. Cher kicked at him and pushed out the door, with Logan holding the wine bottle. Logan staggered, making his way to the boy's bathroom, collapsing on to the floor.

End Flashback

"Rebecca, I'm sorry, too. It was my fault we broke up in the first place. I really, really like, maybe even love you. I want to get back with you." Logan reached over to Rebecca's hand and took it.

"I want to get back with you too." Rebecca hugged Logan, leaning on his chest. Logan kissed the top of her forehead. Were they really…back again?

Now, I'm off to watch Lost. If you are a fan of Lost, Pirates of the Caribbean, Peter Pan, Secret Window, Willy Wonka, Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Van Helsing, or Star Wars, please read my other stories. Everyone seems to like them, so probably you guys will too.