Plot: Ima make it up as I go 😆👌

Jazz
Jasmine
Jazz
HELLOOO!??

oh my gosh logan
what do you want?

I just wanted to know
if you're coming over tomorrow
...
are you?

uhh, probably.
why wouldn't I?

I dunno
i just thought it would
be awkward since the..
yanno-

sorry logan,
i don't know what you're talking about
see you tomorrow tho
Read 6:25pm

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Logan couldn't believe it. Did he seriously get blown off by the girl who kissed him just yesterday? Everything was good between them before. The kiss wasn't his fault! She kissed him!.. He just happened to kiss back.

"Girls are confusing." Logan muttered as he threw his phone onto the mattress he was sitting on. he grabbed a pillow, placing it over his head as he groaned. Jasmine made him think.. something he doesn't do any all. She made him think about how perfect she looked, how good she smelled; lavender jasmine, and how smooth her skin looked and glowed in the sun while sitting at the park drinking smoothies.

He wanted this girl more than he knew, but it seemed like she didn't like him back. Why didn't she like him back? Was it the way he walked? Talked? Smelt? He does smell pretty bad sometimes.. but he takes showers!... eventually!

"Logan, sweetie!" His mom called out from the kitchen downstairs. "Dinner's ready!" Snapping out of his thoughts, the teenage boy moved the pillow aside and answered back with an 'Okay Mom!'. Groggily, he slowed moved out of the bed. Although his mind was racing with so many emotions, his physically body only felt one thing. Numbness.

It was so hard to move his arms and legs.. even to turn his eyes to look at the wall to the side of him. He felt like everything was moving in slow motion or not at all. He would attempt to look at his hand, once he finally got the courage to, and make it move. However, it wasn't moving at all. What was going on with him?

"Logan!!!" Lindy screamed out. "Get your butt down here before I eat your plate!!" And suddenly, as if Lindy's threat was the key to a locked gate, he was able to move regularly. He raced down the stairs and sat as his usual place at the table. "Sorry," he apologized as he sat.

"had to use the bathroom..."

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Jazz come on
I can't take it anymore
Delivered 12:26am

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Jasmine couldn't take it anymore. Why wouldn't he just leave her alone! The kiss was a mistake. A mistake that landed her into thinking about him all the time, a mistake that made her realize she wasn't for him and was never going to be. She felt pathetic. Kissing her best friend's brother... how was Lindsey going to react to this anyways! She didn't even like it when girls came up to him to ask directions around the school.

Jasmine was stressed. She had a huge test due the next morning and couldn't get to studying at all. "This is all his fault! If he didn't have to look so perfect all the time, I would be able to study!" The long-haired brunette girl complained. Just as she was about to get back to work again, she heard a thud on her plexiglass window. 

"Ow!" The voice from the window exclaimed. Jasmine turned to the window with a brow raised. "Logan?" Getting up and heading over to the window, she moved aside the blush pink curtain to reveal the dark night sky and a dirty blonde at the base of the window pane. "You got to be kidding." She muttered sliding the window open. 

As she opened her mouth to rant and complain about the fourteen year old boy at her window, he brought his finger to her mouth and told her to shush. "Look, I already know I shouldn't be here... and I know you don't want to talk to me but we -need- to talk about this wether you like it or not."

Jasmine was impressed. She's never seen Logan take authority like this before. It was... attractive. Removing the tan finger from her lips, she sighed. "Go on.." Logan cracked a soft smile; he was getting through to her. "You kissed me, I kissed back. Isn't that enough information for you, Jazz? I like you... you obviously like me. So why are you avoiding me?" He asked, his firm eye contact turning soft and his lips that previously had a smile was now frowning. He looked like a puppy in Jasmine's eyes.

Opening her mouth to speak, Jasmine closed it again with a small grunt. She had no clear explanation for her actions. She just did it without thinking. "I-I don't know..." She began, playing with her manicured hands. "It just happened. Everything was going so fast, I guess I thought- I don't know." Grabbing her hands, Logan looked her in the eye. "Yes you do... it's okay. I won't judge." He spoke to her in a soft and reassuring tone that just made her heart melt. 

Looking into his eyes nervously, she continued. "I thought you didn't like me in that way. I thought maybe you only kissed me back because it was just the nice thing to do." She revealed. "Honestly, I don't even think I'm your type. Every girl you crushed on had blonde hair, blue eyes... either really tall or really short and cute. I'm not like them at all." Logan's heart broke. He didn't even notice he had a 'type'. That wasn't his intention. 

"Jazz, I don't care about hair color, skin color, eye color, height, or ethnicity. All I really care about is personality, honestly!" He squeezed her slightly shaky hands. "You're the coolest girl I've ever met and all those girls I've crushed on before don't compare to you, okay? You're perfect to me." 

Jasmine gave the boy a soft smile. He sure knew how to make her feel better. 

"Thanks Logan." "No problem, Jazz." 

The two shared glances at each other for a while, not saying anything while her hands were still in his. But before they knew it, their lips were on each other's like they were before. Except this time, instead of the kiss feeling rushed and filled with adrenaline, it was filled with tenderness and acceptance. Which was all they needed for a perfect second first kiss. 

(A/N): JUST PULLED THAT LAST PART OUT OF MY BUTT. I HOPE IT WASN'T TOO GROSS AND CRINGE-WORTHY LMAOOO