I need to work on my history assignment, take a shower, and clean my room. What do I do instead? Update my fanfiction.

LOGAN'S POV

I woke up, looking and feeling handsome as ever. My phone was still in my hand, because I fell asleep texting Quinn last night.

Okay. Don't tell anyone or I'll pound you. But, me and Quinn are kind of a thing, you know? But nobody else can find out. We both just want to keep it a secret. I stretch and get ready to hit the showers.

"Hey there buddy!" Michael's voice erupts from the silence and causes me to jump and whip around.

"Jeez! Why'd you have to sneak up on me like that? Almost gave me a heart attack…" I mumbled.

"What are you doing today, buddy?" Michael asked, slinging his arm over my shoulder.

"Uh… I think I'm just gonna do my own thing today. You go flirt with Lola, and I'll go… study or something."

"You don't study!"

"Well, I can start! I have loads of homework anyways. Now, if you'll excuse me…" I say, brushing past him. "I need to take a shower."

After I got back from the showers, I took a quick look at my phone.

TO: Logan
FROM: Quinn
Hey. You wanna meet me by the coffee cart?

Quickly responding a yes, I threw on some clothes and cologne, popped a few mints, and left to meet up with Quinn.

On my way there, I crashed headfirst into Mark Del Figgalo. I hit the ground, and he stared down at me.

"Hey, Logan. Why such a hurry?" He said in that annoying, slow voice of his.

"Got places to be." I muttered, and up and left without another word.

I walked up to the coffee cart, and saw Quinn with her back to me, ordering a drink.

"One small iced coffee."

I walked up behind her, pretending not to notice her, and ordered my own drink.

"The usual."

She turned to me, and she didn't look too happy to see me. Cause we have to pretend we hate each other in public.

"What are you doing here?" I ask in a rude tone.

She looks dazed, as if she's got something on her mind, but retorts. "This is a public place, we go to the some school. You're bound to meet me somewhere."

We snipe for another minute or so, and the guy sets our drinks down in front of us. She takes hers and walks away, I grab mine and follow. She walks up a hill that is hardly ever occupied and takes a seat on the grass under a tree. This is our favorite place to go, because we never see anyone else, and it doesn't really feel like we're hiding.

"So, how was your day?" I ask, taking a seat in front of her and smiling.

She just looks down and studies her drink. "I need to talk to you about something." She mumbles.

"What is it? Someone didn't find out, did they?" I ask quickly, looking around for spies.

Quinn looks up, obviously frustrated. "No!" Then she looks down and grows quiet again. "No. Nobody found out. But, I don't think anybody needs to."

"Yeah, me either. Like, that is not the plan, you know?"

"Logan, I… I think we should just go back to being friends." She looks up slowly and stares right into my eyes, though I feel like she punched me in the gut.

"What? Why?"

"This is too hard to hide! I don't know if I want to keep covering up my trail everywhere I go, hiding in bushes or closets for dates, deleting all the messages I wish I could keep in case somebody just decides to go through my phone."

"So you don't think I'm worth it?" I ask. I'm not even mad. Just kinda hurt. I thought we really had something going.

"I wish I could say I knew the answer…" She leads off, looking out at the ocean. She looks at me again, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

"Quinn."

"Logan, please. Listen. You will always be my first love. But I can't do this anymore. At least, I don't think I can."

"You're making a mistake."

"I hope I realize it, and maybe we can try this again. I really hope so." She says quietly, picking up her drink and walking slowly down the hill and away from me.

I waited for her to come back and say it was a joke, but she didn't. So I walked back to my room and quickly fell asleep.

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