Sanders Sides One Shots!

•~Artist: Part Two(Analogical)~•

Ratings: ☺️/(A little more than barely but still barely) 😏/😡/💯6️⃣
AU: Highschool!AU
Idea by: @hamiltonlover365 and @Jadafang (both technically gave me the excuse to write this thank you)

ANOTHER ONE. LOOK AT ME GO.

I have other one shots I need to write so I'm sorry that I'm writing this first to those who requested, but sometimes I get a bunch of ideas for something and I LITERALLY can't focus on ANYTHING ELSE until I write. It took me like an extra hour to do school work this morning because all I could think about was this, lol.

~Virgil's POV~

After Logan left and I found his number on the drawing he left behind, we ended up texting for most of the rest of the night, talking about anything and everything that came to mind. My dad ended up teasing me a lot more by the time dinner rolled around because I kept spacing out, thinking about him.

I was definitely excited to see him by the time school rolled around the next day.

After a long day of waiting for last period, I finally rushed into class and he came in right after me.

"Hello, Virgil." Logan said as he sat down. He smiled, and I smiled back.

"Hey, Lo... good to see you."

"It's good to see you as well."

We both smiled again, and the teacher walked in, starting the lesson. I got out my notebook and let Logan start doodling on the left page.

A few minutes of him quietly doodling go by when he taps my shoulder and points to the notebook. I look at where he's pointing, just to see a very accurate drawing of me with a small heart next to my head. I blush.

Looks a lot better than whatever the hell I tried to draw yesterday, I write. Logan chuckles.

I think the memories coming from your drawing are better though... ;)  He writes back.

I shove his shoulder and he lets out a quiet laugh. He starts writing again.

Can I hold your hand?

I think for a moment before writing back.

Yeah but only because we're sitting in the back corner of the classroom

Logan smiles and grabs my left hand with his right. He starts writing more.

Today is Friday, do you want to schedule our date for tomorrow maybe?

I'll talk to my dad about when we're free, but I think that will work. I'll text you. I write back.

I don't write anymore for a moment until I decide to add something.

Btw my dad saw you kiss me when your mom's back was turned to us

Logan chuckles gently.

I thought he might see. He's good with that, though, correct?

He's more than good. He's ecstatic.

We keep writing back and forth until the class ends, and Logan squeezes my hand before letting go and standing up. I stand up, too.