Chapter 53

**Megan**

After about ten minutes all the girls are out and it's just me and her. I stand and take my P.E kit out of my bag. Our P.E kit is skimpy, red shorts and a white t-shirt I am not saying like board shorts I mean skimpy shorts as in hot pants. I sigh once I'm changed into them and look at Melanie. She fills hers unlike me. My legs were pretty much like matchsticks and I hated this because I used to fill mine like her. Melanie had the perfect figure. I wondered why she never had a boyfriend. In fact a lot of people did, but she was picky as hell and I admired her for it to be honest. She hated the guys in this school, she had only ever liked one guy and he graduated two years ago.

She looks at me and smiles and then takes my wrists in her hands "Are you still cutting?" she asks. I shake my head.

"I'm trying my best to stop," I said and she nodded showing she understood and then pulled me into a hug.

"You can always call me you know,"

"I know," I said and pulled away "we should go," I said and pulled on my t-shirt to cover me a little as I walked into the gym and as I did I noticed Logan stood by the P.E teacher. I walk up to the rest of the class and link my arm with Melanie's and stand while listening to the P.E teacher explain what we were doing today. And we were doing gymnastics today, the joy.

Half an hour has passed and I'm sitting on one of the benches watching as they learn how to do back flips. I had taken Gymnastics when I was little because my mother insisted I try every club going. I did Gymnastics for years, boxing, tennis, dance, street dance, ballet, piano lessons, singing, scouts, swimming, everything. It was just ridiculous. I did however get a choice after three weeks of each if I wanted to stay in them.

"I didn't know you were so flexible," I hear an English accent say. I look at Logan and smile a little.

"I took lessons and went to a few competitions also," I state.

"Well that was impressive," he states.

"I only did a few back flips and half pikes and handstands," I state.

"You can do the splits, that's impressive to me," he states.

"Why are you here anyway?" I ask "haven't you got people to teach?" I ask.

"No, and I'm here because I wanted to see if you would actually come to class," he said and sits next to me. "You have a poor attendance in this class," he states.

"Yeah well getting naked in front of half the girls in my year wasn't exactly on my top priorities last year," I state "and it isn't this year," I pause and lean back "but what does it matter they all saw my back when I had

to do a flipping handstand," I growl and fold my arms "now all they need to do now is stick freak on my forehead,"

"And paint you the school colours then they've got a mascot," he states. I look at him and he looks completely serious. I laugh a little and he smiles "I'm kidding," he says.

"Why is Courtney giving me evils?" I ask. He looks at where I'm looking "I hate her,"

"Why?"

"Because when I and Tyler went out she was the one he cheated on me with and she took great enjoyment in rubbing that in my face," I state. "Plus she hates me," I add.

"She's one of those girls that would be only good for sex just because she'd annoy the shit out of you afterwards," he states. I look at him, my jaw dropping "what? Too far?" he asks.

"Are you even allowed to say that?"

"There are lots of things I'm not allowed to do that I do Megan," he said, smirking at me. I smile a little and he moves his hand through his hair and looks at the class.

"You need a shave," I state. He looks at me "I don't want beard burn off you like earlier," I said quietly and I stood up to brush myself off. I scratch my back and then I feel him slap my hand back.

"What have I told you about scratching," Logan snaps at me. I look at him then down as he tells me off. He tells me all the time but the scabs were just so itchy it was unbelievable.

"Sorry," I said quietly.

"They'll scar if you pick and scratch you know," he states.

"They're going to scar anyway," I state and he sighs. "If you're done embarrassing me can I go?" I ask. He frowns and looks around to see everyone staring at us.

"I'm sorry,"

"Whatever," I said and walked out of the gym. I get changed as soon as I get in the changing room and run my hand through my hair and take my phone from my bag. I look through my contacts and get to Brendan's name and as I am about to press call someone sits next to me. I look to see Logan. I sigh and close my phone. He moves his arm around me and pulls me into a hug.

"I'm sorry," he said and moved my hair from my face.

"I want to go home," I said and start to cry

"Ok, I'll take you home," he said and stood. I stand too and wipe my eyes; he strokes my cheek a little and steps forward.

"Anyone could walk in," I said quietly. He smiles a little and kisses my forehead.

"I'll be back in a minute," he said and walked out of the changing room. I collect my stuff together, walk out of the changing room and wait for him. After a few minutes he returns and walks with me to the heads office. I look at him and then look around to see there was no one about.

"Logan," I said and he looked at me "can I change schools?" I ask.

"No," he said without even putting any thought into it. "The reason is because wherever you go people are going to know your face at least for a good year and changing schools isn't going to change anything," he explains.

"But then we can be together," I said and he stopped walking and looked at me.

"Is that what you're worried about? That we'll get caught?" he asks.

"A little and if we do then what will happen?" I ask "because I'm scared you'll get taken away from me and then I won't know what to do," I explain.

"Dilly dally, shilly shally," he says, I frown at him completely confused "dilly dally shilly shally," he said once more.

"What?"

"I guess you've never watched Final Fantasy, Carl used to said that a lot to me whenever I worried about minor things," he explains and then looks at me "and that's what you are worrying about, something very minor, we will talk about it if that time comes," he said "now come on or is it you didn't want to go home you just wanted to spend time with me?" he asks.

"A bit of both," I said and looked around once more to see no one in view. I smile and walk towards a supply closet, open it and grab him by his shirt.

"Oh ok haven't done this in a while," he said "be gentle with me I'm delicate,"

"Logan shut up," I said and hugged him.

"Oh and I thought we were going to get down and dirty," he paused. "This is much better," He leans against the door and gets down to my level so I'm in-between his legs. "I'm too big for this closet," he said and moved his hands down my back to my bum. I look at him and move my arms around his neck.

"Or maybe this closet is too small," I said and moved my fingers through his hair. He presses his lips together "I'm not kissing you," I state. He frowns "told you beard burn is a no," I say. He raises an eyebrow and pulls me into a kiss. I kiss him back and feel prickling on my lips. I pull back. "See," I said and rubbed my lips.

"It's because you're not used to it dating all these 'boys' I'm a man you see,"

"Are you sure?" I ask. His jaw drops and I smile a little "I'm sorry," I pout. He smiles and taps my nose with his finger. My nose scrunches and I lay my head on his shoulder. "If I go home you've got to come back here don't you?" I ask. He nods and holds me close to him. "That sucks,"

"Yes it does," he said moving his hand on my head moving his fingers through my hair "I will have a shave though when I get home, promise,"

"Good, I've nearly got third degree burns," I said rubbing my lips

"It's not that bad," he said and stood up straight towering over me. "Now come on or we are going to get caught," He turns and slowly opens the door and looks around "It's clear come on," he said and drags me out of it by my hand, he then lets go.