Old Author's Note

Hey! nothing to say here! you guys can keep on reading....i'm just exhausted by the long A/N before so *yawns* :)

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New Author's Note

I've completely (or at least kind of) revamped this chapter as much as possible, for any of you older readers...I just didn't think the old dare was much fun ;)

I meet Logan again between first and second period as I very nearly collide into him again.  Why in the world am I so uncoordinated?  I right myself on a locker and get ready to keep moving before he stops me with a hand gripping my arm.  I thought we were just going to ignore each other's presence.

"You still need to do the rest of the list by the way" He holds me in place as I struggle in his grasp ever so slightly.  I was going to be late.  

"I will do it.  You're not my keeper.  I don't have to do as you say and you don't have to keep reminding me." I shake my head at him before I walk out of his sight.

I had second period English with Logan and I couldn't let him keep me suspended in the hallways when I had a class to go to.

Gasps struck up and giggles ensured as people realised that the nerd had come in late.  I felt my face burn up with embarrassment and made my way to the teacher's desk, not looking at anyone so I didn't have to talk to them.  I say some spiel about period cramps and bathrooms, relying on my status as one of the top 10 students of the school to help me pull through.  At the end of my line of excuses, the teacher just nods and I direct myself over to my seat.  

From what I could see, everyone was currently working on the project about The Odyssey with their partners. Mine was not here even though I just saw him in the hallway a couple of minutes ago.

He'd probably gone for a smoke break. Oh well, at least I didn't have to have his distasteful energy radiating around me.  

 I smiled happily  to myself and pulled out my pencil case from my bag, sliding a couple of highlighters, gel pens, and mechanical pencils in front of me. I was home.  Whipping out my notebook, I started to write down ideas on all the things I wanted to include in the project, drafting out tiny little sketches of a mini Telemachus and Penelope in the margins.  

"Okay if we're going to do this project you gotta stop with the colors." I could practically hear a scowl from beside me and I sigh, sliding around in my seat to see the amused slanted eyes and the scowl I had guessed at planted on Logan's face.   

I press my lips more tightly together.  I couldn't make a witty remark, actually I shouldn't even say anything to him.  Associating myself with someone like him would definitely end in hallway gossip and late night tears from his hook ups.

"Okay...so...Logan, did you read the book yet?" I ask this cautiously, expecting the worse.

"Yes." He said plonking himself down in the seat next to me.

"Wait.  What?" 

"Yes." He repeated, rolling his eyes and twirling a marker in his fingers.  I stared at this action jealously.  I've always wanted to be able to do that. Focus, Clara. Logan had to be lying, there was no way that he was actually paying attention.

"So...you read the whole book.  Every page." I say this slowly, pretty sure that I had heard something wrong.

"Yes! Being the school's 'bad boy'" He puts dramatic quotation marks around his words.  "Doesn't mean I have the brain of an ant."

"Ants have 250,000 brain cells and they're great at teamwork so it's not necessarily a bad thing" I blurt out and blush.  Where were my social skills at?  

"Nice to know.  Now can we get on with the work? I have some shit to do." He raises his eyebrows, yanks my notebook from me and starts scribbling in it.  I move closer to see what he's writing and he just sighs dramatically at me and moves it farther away.   

"It's a group project, Logan!"

"And I have some girls to flirt with so no.  It-from this moment on...is not a group project." 

I feel my jaw hitting the floor.  Literally.  Someone behind me had just pushed me over.  

"Shit" I curse, well, more like slur.  I see Logan crouching down next to me and through blurry eyes, notice that the teacher is making her way over.  All I can taste is the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.  I had bitten my tongue and probably split my lip. I crane my neck around to see the girl who pushed me.  Just as I guessed.  Her straight silvery blonde hair swings smoothly across her shoulders and her golden hoop earrings move as she crouches down next to me as well.  She puts her face right up to mine and whispers

"Darling, really.  Stop acting like you're so cool.  Your best friend just messed up whatever peace you've held with me.  Plus, do you really think you can take Logan from the rest of the girls here? Especially me?" Then she smiles, waggles her pink manicured nails and gets up, practically throwing herself at the nearest boy and acting all concerned.  I glare up at her, which must be quite the horrid sight and stand up, dusting my pants off.  I inspect the damage, taking extra care to keep my mouth closed.  I have slight scrapes from the sharp edges of the table and chair but nothing too damaging on my body.  My mouth on the other hand...

The teacher tells me to go to the nurse and I scurry out of the room.  I've got to find Zoe.  If she insulted little miss popular there and I was her way of revenge then I was as good as dead.  Add that onto the fact that she thought I was involved with her precious Logan and I might as well move schools now.

I reach the little door that led to the nurse's office and pushed it open, just about keeping myself from gasping as I ogled the sight in front of me.

Both Samson and Max were sitting on the crisp white beds that came with nurses offices, looking severely beaten up, bloodied and bruised and they had both just turned to look at me.

"Well...Hi?"

They both looked horrified and as I scrambled for an explanation I  realised I had opened my mouth and revealed a load of blood.  In fact, some of it was dripping down my clothes right now.

A muffled scream escaped from Samson's mouth as he stared at me and Max jolted in shock.

I rubbed the blood from my lips and attempted to keep my lips together this time.

It looked like Halloween chic was not in style today

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