LOGAN'S POV
I hadn't spoken to her for a week, so I make it my mission to go and find her, and sit with her at dinner. I had looked everywhere, and I still hadn't found her, so I tried my very last resort, the library. But I didn't make it all the way when I spotted a familiar red head walking out of the doors "hey," I said cheerfully, my spirits lifted the moment I saw her with no new bruises "err, hey" she replied, narrowing her eyes slightly,
"I've been looking for you" I don't know why but she frowned at this,
"uhh, why?" she seemed suspicious today, but I went on regardless, still happy to see her "can't I just want to hang out with you?" her face fell
"I don't need your pity, or protection or whatever this is, I can look after myself," I didn't understand what she meant, I did want to protect her, but I wanted to be her friend as well, was that so bad?
"No, no, that's not why I'm here, I promise" she walked away after studying my face, but didn't complain when I followed her. We sat on the bleachers in silence for a moment, then she suddenly turned to me
"hey, can I borrow your phone?" she had what looked like excitement dancing on her face, and she could barely sit still. I smiled up at her,
"yeah sure," I handed it to her after putting in the lock code, but she didn't do what I thought she would, and open an app, she just sat frowning at the device chewing her lip, finally she looked up at me,
"err, what do I do with it," I frowned but shuffled closer to her
"now that depends on what you want to do", I looked at her waiting for an answer "I need to make a phone call" I nodded and took the phone, getting the dial pad open for her. She took the phone, and dialed the number she had underlined in her notebook
"hi I'd like to book an appointment with Mikey, for as soon as possible," she gave nothing away as I sat listening to one end of the conversation. "err, yeah, but more than one though, there will be quite a few" there was a pause "ten, three small the rest big " she clarified "yes" she said curtly, I heard a whistle come through the phone and she huffed becoming impatient "can you do it?" she asked curtly asked, "I can come in today if you would like" I could hear the man on the other end of the line "sure, I'll see you at 4" I could see her thinking, but what about remained a mystery. "Okay, book it in the name Scar," Smiling she thanked the man, and put the phone down, before handing it back to me. The bell rang in the distance, and I saw people scurrying around the field to get to their lessons in time. Standing up she turned to say goodbye. Curiosity got the best of me
"What was that" I asked
"oh, erm, nothing, just a doctor's appointment" I could tell she was lying and avoiding my question so I made a plan to go with her to her appointment at 4 "I've got to go, see you later" she shouted over her shoulder as she made her way to class
"yeah, at about four" I chuckled to myself.
After school ended, I rushed out of class, making sure to avoid anyone who would want to speak to me, and slow me down trying to get to Scarlett before she left. She was taking forever to get out of school, and I realized why, when she left the building in a completely different outfit, but I preferred this one, I could see her luscious legs, I only wish her shorts were shorter, but they weren't, so I left my imagination to do the rest of the work. I was stood with the cheerleaders, but I wasn't paying any attention to what was happening, as soon as I saw Scarlett, I took off, making up an excuse as I went.
I heard Gemma shouting something, but I never found her funny, so I never listened to her "hey, wait, where are you going?" she looked surprised to see me, but Ignored that, waiting for her reply
"home," she was lying, and I knew it
"well you are walking the wrong way to be going home" I said, letting her know that I knew she was up to something
"how do you know, and what's it to you anyways?" she asked. I felt the glow rise up my cheeks but redeemed myself as I said.
"Well I'm not leaving you until you tell me why you have to go to the doctors so urgently that you had to use my phone to book your appointment, even if that means examining you myself" I grinned wickedly, as she gave up, flapping her hands,
"fine, I'm not going to the doctors, I'm going to see about getting a tattoo!" I smiled even more, as she narrowed my eyes at me "what?" I grinned even more
"I already knew, I just wanted to hear you say it" she smiled, but tried to hide it by putting her head down, I chuckled at her embarrassment I pulled her to a stop, holding her hand,
"come on, let me give you a lift, I want to see what you decide on" as I pull her back to my car I hear the people I was stood with before talking , but I ignore them and open the door for her, closing it behind her and getting in.
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Memoirs Of a survivor
Action"You're an animal, you're a dog, you will always be a dog, and there's nothing you can do to change that" "You will do as you're told" "Come here and clean this up" All comments that had been shouted at Scarlett Fletcher. Her school life is bad, a...
