Logan POV
I glanced around my room, there had to be something that could take my mind off Quinn. That's right Quinn of the planet Spaz, I like her that's right me the hotness boy in PCA.
"Yo, Logan! You can't go swimming unless I don't know you have a bathing suit!" I heard Michael's voice from down stairs. Crud, I forgot about the bonfire, Bathing shorts bathing shorts where did I put them! I darted up across the room to the balcony were my trunks had been drying. I quickly swapped them with my jeans. I grabbed my towel and darted down the stairs, everyone was waiting at the bottom.
"Were you staring at yourself again?" Quinn snickered, I glared at her, while everyone else laughed. I really want to say "Your lucky your cute," but that would be beyond a suicide.
"Come on," I huffed out than we walk out the front door.
Later
"Alright, we got the fire going." Michael said looking into the feeble flames that were hardly existing. Then a very light gust of wind blew over the fire, and the flames went out.
"Alright move side." Quinn pushes past me with her glasses in one hand and a flashlight in the other. She leaned down and almost immediately roaring flames shot up. I was half tempted to applaud half tempted to scowl, so I simply remained still.
"Okay who ants to go swimming?" Chase said, and before any of the girls could answer, he grabbed Zoey around her waist and ran to the water. Michael copied this idea with Lola, which left me with Quinn. She eyed as if to say "you put me and the water I murder you in a second". That gave me a temptation that I couldn't resist. I grabbed her around her waist, and ran into the water.
When we resurface I could see clearly that everyone one was happy that they had gone in the water, everyone but Quinn. At first I could figure out why then I realized she was still wearing her glasses.