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"Dear heart, please stop falling in love with people I can't get"

~Frenys

Claire's POV

The dampness of the air lingering in the early Californian morning sky, that Wednesday, was soothingly cool. It was appalling how I never noticed how melodious the chirps of these birds sounded, but even more melodious was the sound of my long heels echoing on the tarmac.

Heels were never my thing, it was new; I never anticipated that their clicking noises would sound so beautiful to my ears. It wasn't the same when it came from other girls.

I felt like a whole new person - thanks to Adriel.

I lifted my arm to adjust my glasses, but I didn't feel anything. And then it hit me - I was wearing lenses while my glasses were tucked deep inside my hand bag. I bit my lower lip cursing my stupidity.

It was like the world felt new, it felt different as if I was looking through someone else's perspective; it was a pretty wonderful experience.

Although the lenses were kind of pricking the sides of my eyes, I let it go. Quoting Adriel "You'll have to go through struggles to stand out of the regular crowd" That's why; I had a wide smile plastered on my lips that day.

Mom almost dissolved to tears looking at the way I was dressed that morning. She was too over-dramatic at times like this, repeating over and over again how happy she was to see that her little daughter had finally grown up.

I entered the highschool and as usual people looked in my way. But this time, in a different way. They looked at me with awe, not with the usual condescension.

I lifted my chin higher, appreciating the attention I was receiving. People shifted away from my path as I made my way straight towards Logan, who was standing a few feet away, working on his locker.

My eyes widened when I saw his turnout; he was changed too. James had done a great job by making him wear a leather jacket and by the way he had styled his hair, he looked - hot.

He was so busy that he didn't even notice me walking towards him and standing right beside him.

"Morning" I fisted my hands and knocked on his shoulder.

"Morning, Cookie Jar" he replied without looking up from the book he was reading. I felt a sudden urge to brush his long blonde wisps of hair away from his eyes as they fell all over his forehead, but I restrained my hand.

"Logan?" I asked again, trying to draw his attention.

"What?"

"Look at me" I tugged childishly at his leather sleeve.

"What is it-" he stopped in his tracks the moment he looked up at me. His jaw dropped as his glance ran all the way down my body, then up again and down again. Something about his stare gave me butterflies in the pit of my stomach.

He blinked a several times and muttered "Whoa" he stared into my eyes "Where your glasses at?"

"I don't need them anymore" I pointed at my pupils and winked "I'm wearing lenses baby"

He laughed at my tone "You look great! And look at that hairdo...damn"

"Ah thanks" I flicked my hair proudly and pouted even though it was Adriel who did the hairstyle for me "You don't look bad yourself"

"Uhm thanks" he towed nervously at the collars of his jacket "Borrowed this badboy from James"

He referred to his jacket as a 'badboy', it sure made him look like one too. Suddenly, a yawn escaped his mouth and he rubbed his eyes.

"Are you sleepy?" I asked out of curiosity. It was weird, Logan was very meticulous about his sleeping patterns because he was concerned that he'd zone out in class.

"Wanna know why?" he asked but he didn't even wait for me to reply. Humorously, he narrated the events that happened to him "Okay, it was 4:30am and my sleep was broken by a phone call, so I picked it up and guess who it was?"

Again, he didn't wait for me to answer and blurted "James Hunter. And he goes - Wassup Logan? And I was like, dude I was sleeping what else would I be doing at 4:30 fucking am? And you wouldn't believe me if I told you what he said"

"What?" I asked, laughing. Logan was in a great mood today, I enjoyed seeing him this happy.

"He replied - I am working out, wanna join me?" Logan blabbered "And then he forced me to get off my bed and walk all the way to this 'gym' where he made me run so many miles that I've lost count. At 5:00 am in the morning!"

I laughed my head off. This James guy was a very dedicated soul it seemed.

"He's after me Claire, he won't let me rest until I get 'abs'" Logan air-quoted, rolling his eyes.

Abs? How would Logan look in abs? OMG he'd look scorching hot!

I mentally slapped myself for imagining a shirtless Logan. What was wrong with me?

"Claire? You okay?" he snapped his fingers in front of my face and I realized that I was day-dreaming.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...I'm great!" I smiled. No, no I was not okay. I imagined you shirtless and now I can't forget it.

"Good morning guys!" some random guy greeted us as he passed by "Lookin' good today!" and then he walked away.

Logan and I exchanged a curious glance. We didn't even know who this guy was but apparently, our new looks were doing wonders.

"C'mon, time for some chemistry" Logan smirked.

"Pun intended?" I giggled, raising my eyebrow.

He shrugged while chuckling as he laced an arm around my shoulder. He held me close as we together, walked to our class.

He seemed to be getting along with the idea of 'pretend dating' and he was doing a great job. By the way he was holding me, by the way he was treating me, it would make anybody easily conclude that we were a couple.

I loved him for how understanding he was. He always dealt with situations smartly; I was the hyperactive, over-dramatic one amongst us and Logan seemed to handle me calmly.

My best friend was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Carlton's POV

A five year old boy trots across the kindergarten playground, clutching his vanilla ice-cream tightly in his hands - afraid that other kids might steal it.

He is all alone, but he doesn't seem to mind; devouring his ice-cream was all that mattered at that instant. So he walks on, staring intently at the groups of kids playing and running around.

In the corner of the playground, he spots a dome-like structure that the other kids use as a tunnel to play hide-and-seek in. At that moment, it looks vacant, a perfect place to eat the ice-cream peacefully.

He jogs over to the dome that is almost as tall as him and ducks to go inside. To his surprise, there's already someone inside.

It is a girl of about his age. Her silky blonde hair fell all over her shoulders; her face is covered in her hands as she sobs. The little boy pities her so he sits beside her and mumbles "Hello?"

The girl looks up and she has the most beautiful eyes the boy had ever seen. Her face is swollen and red, her eyes are watery. When she doesn't answer back, he asks "Why are you crying?"

She finally answers back and begins to cry again "I lost my teddy"

"Oh, it's okay" the boy tries his best to soothe her "I'll help you find it!"

The girl's face lights up with happiness "Really? Thank you!" And then her gaze is directed towards his icecream "Is that vanilla?"

The boy's heart thuds loudly. He doesn't want to share his iccream with anyone. But his heart has melted for the girl that was beside him and he wants to see her happy because she has the most beautiful smile.

So he gives his icecream to her "Here, you can have it! I'll buy another one"

He stares powerlessly as she devours his treat in front of him, and he couldn't help but smile at her urgency.

"What's your name?" he asks, hoping to be friends with this angel.

"Breanna Riley" she grins at him "What's yours?"

"Carlton. Carlton Hargrave"

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I had met Breanna when I was in kindergarten. Somehow, she had managed to take my breath away. She still does.

I just couldn't get her out of my mind, although, it looked like she had completely forgotten about me. She never talked to me again after she left the playground that day. Maybe that event was not important to her at all, but it was for me.

I was just another regular kid in front of her eyes in middle school. Numerous times, I've tried to draw her attention towards me so she could remember something, anything - that I was the guy who helped her that day and has totally, utterly fallen for her.

When highschool came rolling in, I endeavoured to stand out of the crowd. I endeavoured to become one of the famous folks to draw her attention and somehow ended up becoming the basketball captain, making everyone in the highschool worship me.

But there was no effect on Breanna, she'd just treat me as her acquaintance.

And then came Logan Walker.

Breanna fell head-over-heels for him for some reason. Every chance she got, she'd spend it with him.

Even when Logan paid no heed to her, she'd still ask him for assistance when I was clearly right behind her, stretching my hands out in case she needed help. It made my blood boil with anger.

I had no fucking idea what he had that I didn't. All I knew was that Breanna saw something in him and I just couldn't point out.

When I had had enough of him, I decided to make Logan's life a living hell. I was ready to destroy him completely for taking Breanna away from me.

Even after troubling him for years, even after bullying him to my heart's content I still couldn't understand - what did she like about him?

I was a fucking captain while he was just a nerd!

I stupid fucking nerd!

Who owned the heart of the girl that I've been in love with for years.

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Uh huh...so why the early update? Its because Im gonna be super busy on Friday, Saturday and Sunday and I can't afford to not update since I love you guys so much XOXO

Yeah so election is finally over, but why don't you vote for me too? XD

Thank you for the tremendous support buds! Keep helping me till the end :*

Love, K

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