Sorry it takes long for updates I'm busy as fuck lol I update when I want. Have fun bros

Wednesday lazily comes around and Logan rolls out of bed, grabbing his school bag in advance. He shoves his homework in it, throwing a look at the clock: 7:04.

He decides he has plenty of time and slowly walks into the kitchen, the smell of burnt toast reaching him quickly.

"Dave, your toast's burning!"

Ah, Dave and his forever forgotten toasts.

"Fuck-"

David's long gone out of high school, but he still goes to Elias' work, insisting he teaches him some stuff. It's nice, really, to all have breakfast together.

"G'morning Logan," Elias grabs a yogurt from the fridge, throwing it his way, "I made you a milkshake, it's in the fridge."

Logan nods in acknowledgement, silently thanking him. Mornings are quiet, if not for David's ramblings or the dog wanting attention. He likes them like that.

After breakfast, he goes back to his room, grabs whatever clothes he thinks fit and takes his bag. He doesn't bother looking in the mirror, knowing his mop of a hair would probably discourage him more than anything. He walks out but not before waving a goodbye to his family. His usual walks to school take only fifteen minutes, if he counts the little jog he picks up at the end (when he feels like it).

When he gets to school, he immediately spots Alex leaning on the outside wall, probably waiting for him. She waves him over and immediately points to her ears.

"Look- I got a helix piercing."

It's simple, really. It's a small loop, with a tiny diamond attached to it. He smiles and gives her a thumbs up. It seems to cheer her up and Logan's silently tells himself he never wants to see that smile disappear.

"Kinda annoying we don't have class together this morning. I really don't wanna stand through Mrs Thompson's shit alone again, god."

He throws her a smirk, albeit a bit mocking. She playfully shoves him.

"Dude- I swear she's boring as fuck. You're just a nerd."

He walks her to class before waving goodbye for a couple of long, long hours. He decides classes are much more boring without Alex making smartass comments every 30 seconds. Does he listen to said class? No- but does it even matter.

And it's strange really. He's always been one to care a lot about his studies, to be meticulous even. But all the sudden a new friend- are they friends yet- comes along and its all thrown out of a window. He begrudgingly does the work the teacher asks of him, even when his table partners bother him about speaking. It's not worth arguing or getting upset over- they're always like this anyways. He just thinks that at the end of the class, he'll be able to join Alex over break.

He does end up meeting up with her though, at her locker. She's talking to someone- a guy, he guesses. She spots him and waves, making the other guy turn around. He can't help but notice the slight protectiveness he has over her.

"Hey! How was class?"

Logan shakes his head as he cringes, hoping his message gets across without text. She laughs and hits the other guy's arm, pointing at him.

"This is Logan- y'know the guy I talked about?"

"Oh, yeah," the guy runs a hand through his red hair and gives him his hand, "I'm Brian, her future-"

"Jesus- our parents have known each other for a while, and they've been fucking shipping us for years. It's literally hell."

Logan musters a snort, trying to not think of it too much. Except he does, later, and his mind runs wild with possibilities. She didn't deny it. She's joking about it. Maybe they're in a relationship already? He shouldn't intervene in family business-

"Logan- you're out of it."

He blinks back to reality, to his lunch waiting infront of him and Alex kick her feet up on the window sill.

"You good?"

He nods and continues eating, avoiding her worrying gaze. He doesn't try to rationalize why he's so upset about the new information he gained. Why should it matter if she's dating someone, right? Why should he care? It's not like- Oh fuck.

Logan chokes on his food for a moment.

"Fuck-"

Alex jumps at the sound of not only her friend choking but also perhaps because-

"You- Okay, no it's fine- um, you okay?"

Logan nods, again. They continue eating in comfortable silence and Alex, thank god, never mentions his voice again. He's thankful.

"Don't you have lunch?"

She looks up from his note, smiling shyly.

"Oh, haha, forgot," she awkwardly laughed, "I normally, uh, pack them."

Logan frowns and makes a mental note.

And the next day he sits down at their usual table. He grabs a little box from his bag and slides it across the table.

"Wh-" The word dies in her throat and she frowns.

He shakes his head. Don't mention it. They don't talk about it, but she seems to thoroughly enjoy the little chicken sandwich. It makes Logan smile.

"Oh- You still down for this weekend?"

He raises his head and nods, mouth full of food. She laughs and god, it sounds like music.

"You could walk with me after school Friday, my dad'll be leaving already. Oh my god- We could have a sleepover! I have-"

She starts rambling about the ideas and thoughts and Logan can't help but just stare.

"So?"

"Yeah. Deal."