Authors Note: Hi! Sooo this story is my first ever FanFic. I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it! Reviews would be much appreciated :)
Oh and i dont own any of these characters!
Chapter 9: Help
Two hours and countless falls later, Alex Bennet was still unable to remain atop the, as she called it, "evil contraption" for more than a couple of seconds.
"Youre too nervous" Logan tried to explain, "your not trusting the bike and then your hands start to shake and thats why you keep falling."
"Youre right, I dont trust the bike. But thats because its trying to kill me! The bike hates me and theres nothing you or I can do about it. Evil Bike" Alex's eyes bulged menacingly towards the bike next to her.
Logan laughed, and unknowingly comforted Alex. She loved his laugh and hearing it helped her calm down enough to try the seemingly impossible challenge yet again.
"Fine, ill try again" Alex finally exclaimed, "But when youre at my funeral make sure you tell everyone about how you practically signed my death warrant by making me ride THAT thing"
"THAT thing," Logan teased, "is a child's toy. Not a grenade. I think you'll be fine" He concluded his final statement by sticking his tongue out at the girl in front of him.
Alex took the ridiculing as a challenge and mounted herself atop the "evil contraption" while simultaneously returning Logan's gesture with her own tongue.
"Ok then Miss Daredevil," Logan laughed, "ill hold on to your bike around this first turn then I'll let go, and you just keep going around the park, before you know it youll be right back here, I promise"
An obvious nervousness had settled in Alex's green eyes. Logan recognized the change and felt uneasy. He didnt like seeing her scared. He had become accustomed to the confidence and joy which defined the contours of her face.
"Gaaaaahhh!" Alex shook the queasiness from her face and broke Logans train of thought, "Ok I think im ready"
Alex steadily began to peddle, and as Logan had originally promised he had yet to let go of the bike. The Palmwoods Park was small, and for a capable rider, a lap would have taken no more than a couple minutes. Logan and Alex finally rounded the first curve and Logan was about to release his grapse on the bike.
"No! No!" Alex's voice was shaky, "No! Dont you dare let me go"
Suddenly, a thought crossed Logans mind: I will never let you go. As immediately as it entered his mind, Logan knew that he wasnt referring to bike riding
"Alex" Logan's voice, on the otherhand, was flooded with an unfamiliar sense of confidence, "You can do this, just dont stop peddling, and dont think too much"
"Hollywood's genius popstar is telling me not to think too much?"
Logan laughed, "Yes, he is. And Hollywoods genius actress should really consider listening to him"
"errr... ok" Alex finally blurted out and with that Logan's grasp on the bike loosened until he and the bike were completely separate.
Logan watched as the girl rode effortlessly in front of him. His eyes followed her until she was on the opposite side of the park from him. He looked away for a minute, smiling to himself. I helped her. He then reverted his gaze, searching for the green-eyed-girl, but he soon found that he couldnt locate her amongst the parade of people which were centralized on the final curve of the Palmwoods Park.
Suddenly, Logan heard a shrill scream. He unsuccessfully tried to locate the origin of the outburst but was instead knocked to the ground.
Are you kidding me? Again! The pain from the fall had caused Logan's thoughts to race and anger immediately took over the young boys mind.
"Owie! Owie! Owie!" It was a voice that Logan had come to know very well. "Stupid, evil, dumb bike!"
Logan's eyes winced open and he sat up and looked towards a very angry Alex Bennet. She was lying no more than a foot away from him and her bike was on top of her. With that sight, all of the anger and pain which had been evident on Logan's face disappeared quickly. He shuffled to his feet and went to help the girl.
Unfortunately, Alex had been pushing the bike off of her own body at that same instant Logan had reached for the contraption. Logan's unneccesary burst of power cause him to stumble backwards until he finally crashed onto the pavement below.
Alex's previously disheveled composure was drowned in a wave of laughs as she watched the boy in front of her. Upon hearing the giggling, Logan burst into a fit of laughter as well.
Alex finally regained her thoughts, "Hahaha, I told you THAT bike was evil" She once again, stuck her tongue out at the boy.
Logan responded with a dramatic gasp, and when he finally spoke he did so with a similarly theatrical tone: "How dare you blame the innocent bike? HE was just a victim of your obvious lack of coordination"
"The boy who crashed into me in the middle of a hotel lobby is critisizing MY coordination?"
"Ummm" Logan teased, "This is the second time you nearly killed me, remember? I believe the score stands at Logan=1 and Alex=2"
"And at the risk of that number increasing, I think we should give up on the bike" Alex laughed as she looked around.
Logan nodded in agreement and followed in suit as he took in his surroundings. The park was almost empty and the sun was beginning to fall. Both teens immediately realized they were still lying on the sidewalk and readily stood up, and mad their way to a nearby tree.
"Can we sit down for a minute," Alex pleaded, "my leg is killing me"
Logan's eyes drifted down to Alex's bare knee. There, embedded into Alex's pale-white skin, was a large gash. Bright blood smothered the wound and looked strange against the snow-like leg.
"Oh god," a frown had taken over the young boy's face, "you're hurt". He helped the girl settle down against the large oak tree. Logan's arms flailed as he searched his pockets rapidly, his usual smile didnt return until the boy was holding his walet in his hand.
"Hold it, Dr. House," Alex teased, "Its just a little cut and I dont think a 5 dollar bill is gonna help"
"Ha-ha." Logan's laugh was obviously fake as he replied to the girl, "Its Dr. Mitchell, and I wasnt going to use a 5 dollar bill" The boy amazingly pulled out gauze from the wallet.
"You keep medical supplies in your wallet?" Alex was trying to stifle her laugh, "Well Logan I think youve surpassed me on the nerdy scale"
"Its not nerdy" Logan rolled his eyes, "Its practical. Kendall, James, Carlos and I are never able to hang out without some type of bodily injury."
Alex looked at the boy and Logan recognized the confusion that stained her face.
"Were hockey players" The boy offered her as an explanation as he began to dress her wound.
"So Logan Mitchell. Doctor of the future. Hockey-head. Boy-Genius. Bike instructor... And popstar?" The final descritption seemed poised as a question as opposed to a statement.
"I guess im not the average pop tart, boy band singer" He winked at her, "but then again Miss Bennet, your not exactly 'Alex Bennet. Age 16. Superstar Actress. The face of Johnson's Sunscreen, the Welch's grape juice girl, the star of Thats so Wizard!'? Now are you?" His arms dropped to his side as he finally finished wrapping the gauze around her knee.
She blushed and she began twiddling with her fingers. Her voice dropped down to a whisper: "Are you saying that im not like MOST actresses?" Her eyes begged Logan to respond with a yes.
"No," the volume of Logan's voice parallelled Alex's, "Im saying youre not like MOST people"
Alex's eyes gaze dropped even further and her shoulders slumped. Yah, she thouught, tell me something I dont know.
Logan reached out slowly until his hand held Alex's chin delicately. He slowly urged her head upwards until he met her gaze. "Its not a bad thing. Youre smart and kind and so, so much more than you realize." So much more than I realized.
Alex felt mesmorized, the brown eyed boy in front of her was offering up his beautifully crooked smile and all of her reservations, all of her fears, all of her caution and logic. All of it. It was melting fast.
Before she knew it, the boy was pulling her face closer to her own. She didnt hold back, but instead closed her eyes, let his hand guide her face. She could feel his breath on her own, and knew that they were less then an inch apart.
"Beep- Beep. Beep- Beep."
Both teens opened their eyes and shifted their heads toward Logan's beeping phone. The device seemed to ridicule the two flustered teenagers when it finally offered the two observers the name of the caller: James Diamond.
James. Logic finally won the war in Logans mind, and passion faded into the dark. James likes her, but so do I. And she likes me. He'll understand. But what if she doesnt...
Logan finally broke the silence, "Its James. I better be heading back. "
"Yah," Alex was still shocked by the moment she and Logan had shared, "Ummm... yah, lets head back"
Logan slipped his arm around the girl's shoulder in an effort to support her weaker leg.
Alex thought about protesting the action, she considered telling him that she was fine on her own. That she didnt need his help, but she found that with his arm around her back, her head fit perfectly into the crook of his neck. She smiled at the warmth which consumed her body.
The pair made their way quietly and slowly back to the second floor of the Palmwoods Hotel.
Sooo... this chapter was different and long. hahaha but anyways, reviews/suggestions would be super helpful and they would encourage me to upload quicker ;)
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