Aundrea woke up at the crack of dawn, feeling slightly better than the day before. She noticed that she was still in her school clothes from the day before, so she quietly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a wifebeater. She really didn't feel like dressing up. Since it seemed like everyone on campus was still asleep, she decided to take a walk down the beach. She grabbed a piece of toast to feed to the seagulls.
Aundrea's heart nearly stopped when she saw a familiar figure sitting on the beach. Oh no no no no, please don't let that be who I think it is, she thought to herself. She was so shocked in fact, that she dropped her piece of toast, causing a swarm of seagulls to squawk loudly.
Unfortunately for Aundrea, all the squawking got the guy's attention, confirming Aundrea's thoughts. She desperately wanted to turn and run back to her dorm, but her body wouldn't listen. By the time she got her body turned around, Logan had come up and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from running.
She turned around to face him, although she had to crane her neck to look at him. Her eyes were ablaze with anger. Nobody laid a hand on her without her permission.
"Don't you dare lay a hand on me Logan," she snapped, whipping her wrist out of his hold.
"Sorry, I just didn't want you to leave," he said softly. "We need to talk."
"We don't need to do anything," Aundrea replied. She turned around to walk away, but Logan grabbed her hand and spun her back around to face him. He pulled her close to him and kissed her full on the lips. Aundrea's first instinct was to fight back, but the feel of his lips on hers…
Logan pulled away slowly. "You didn't fight back," he said softly, but not in a boastful way. Aundrea instantly turned a deep shade of red.
"I think… I gotta go," she stuttered and ran, not knowing why she was fighting back tears.
The gang was in Family Skills class that morning. Aundrea, once again, avoided Logan like the plague, not offering any details to a curious Chase.
"Today class," Mrs. Robinson said, "we will be starting a new project. I will pair you all off into twos as a married couple. Each pair will receive a doll like this one," she got a doll from a box on her desk, "and each pair must take care of it as if it is a real baby." Groans were heard from around the class. "I will be watching you for the next three weeks. Now I will assign your partners.
"Nicole and… Michael." Nicole tried to hide a blush. "Chase and… Zoey." Aundrea gave Chase's hand a reassuring squeeze under the table. "Logan and… Aundrea." Aundrea paled instantly, even though Chase was squeezing her hand back in reassurance. She meekly raised her hand. "Yes Aundrea?"
"Umm… Mrs. Robinson, is it possible to file for a divorce?" she tried her hardest to avoid everyone's stares. Some even sniggered.
"Is there something wrong with the partner I assigned you?" she asked.
"No ma'am," Aundrea replied meekly. Chase felt so bad for his best friend. He raised his hand.
"Mrs. Robinson, I'll switch partners with her. She's still sorta new around here, so maybe she'd--" Aundrea put her hand over his mouth.
"What are you doing Chase? This could finally be your chance with Zoey."
"I know there's something up with you and Logan, and I'm willing to change partners for you Cookie." She smiled at the use of her old childhood nickname.
"Snooks don't. I promise, I'll be fine."
"Any problems?" Mrs. Robinson asked.
"No ma'am," they replied.
When the bell rang, everyone was thinking the same thing.
This was going to be an interesting three weeks.