Emily Samuels was devastated when she found her boyfriend of a year cheating on her. She was angry and hurt that she swore she would never forgive him. Logan has apologised to her and said it was a mistake, but Emily did not want to hear it. She also turned him down when he begged for her back. Logan's plea for her has gotten consistent that Emily wanted him to stop, so she did something that she hadn't expected to do... She kissed the school's bad boy and heartthrob, Tyler King. She only did that to let Logan see that she has moved on. Tyler, on the other hand, got an idea, so he strike a deal with Emily - To pretend that they were dating. Spending a lot of time with the bad boy has allowed Emily to see the real Tyler. Would their fake-dating be just that fake? Or would it turn out to be real?
"Emily Samuels was devastated when she found her boyfriend of a year cheating on her. She was angry and hurt that she swore she would never forgive him. Logan has apologised to her and said it was a mistake, but Emily did not want to hear it. She also turned him down when he begged for her back.
Logan's plea for her has gotten consistent that Emily wanted him to stop, so she did something that she hadn't expected to do...
She kissed the school's bad boy and heartthrob, Tyler King.
She only did that to let Logan see that she has moved on. Tyler, on the other hand, got an idea, so he strike a deal with Emily - To pretend that they were dating.
Spending a lot of time with the bad boy has allowed Emily to see the real Tyler. Would their fake-dating be just that; fake? Or would it turn out to be real?"
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ran down the stairs, as soon as I heard a car horn outside. As I got outside, I saw my boyfriend in his car waiting on me. I went up to the car and got in.
"Hi babe." Logan Cummings leaned over to the passenger side and kisses me on my cheek.
"Hi." I greeted as he started the engine and drove to school. We were at school in ten minutes and we both got out.
"I have to see my science teacher about an assignment, so I'll see you at lunch, okay?" Logan said to me.
"Okay." I said. He was always meeting teachers a lot lately. I also notice that he was avoiding me most of the times and cancelling our dates.
Logan and I have been dating for a year now, but recently, I've realized that he had become distant. Shaking my head of Logan's weird behaviour, I went into the school's building.
"Emily!" I heard my best friend, Victoria Hernandez shouted as I walked down the hall. I turned around and see her walking up to catch me.
Victoria was Hispanic and originally from Cuba. She has a great personality and would always include Spanish words into conversations. It was a good thing that I have been around her a lot, so I got used to it and learnt a few Spanish words. "Hey chica." She said when she reached me.
"Hey Tori." I smiled and hugged her.
"My mom is inviting you for dinner tonight." Victoria said in her thick Spanish accent as we walked down the hall together.
"Why? What's the occasion?" I asked.
"There is no occasion. She is cooking her famous croquettes tonight and you know how she gets when she cooks her favourite Spanish meal." She said, as she rolled her eyes. "She wants to share it with everyone. She even invited mi abuela."
I laughed, "Well your mother is a great cook. How can I say no?"
"Good. You don't want to disappoint her." She said. I shook my head as I thought about Maria's love for cooking. She is like my second mother and I tell you, she loves to spoil me.
Victoria and I talked about random things as we head to our homeroom. After roll call, we head to our AP Chemistry class, which we have together.
The day passed by in a blur and now it was the end of the day. I left my last class and went to my locker to get the books that I would need. I looked up to see Victoria walking towards me.
"Are you ready?" She asked when she reached me.
"Yeah, let's go." I said, as I closed my locker. I suddenly slapped my hand across my face as I remembered something. "Oh, I almost forgot. I need to go up to the library to get some books. Wait here, I'll be right back." I walked quickly from her and went in the direction of the library.
I reached the library and got the books that I needed and was now quickly running through the halls. Because of my movement, one of the books which I was carrying fell from my hands. I stopped in my tracks to pick it up.
When I bend down to get the book. I heard hushed whispering and heavy breathing in the science lab that I was standing next to. I was about to ignore the conversation, when I picked up on a familiar voice. After listening for a short while, I realized that it was Logan.
What was he doing here? I thought he told me that he had to leave immediately after school to run some errands for his mother?
I stepped closer to the door and peeked in. What I saw in front of my eyes, had me in total shock. In the corner of the lab stood Logan with a girl wrapped in his arm and they were making out intensely. Logan had his back to me and the girl had her eyes closed, so they didn't see me.
Paralyzed with disbelief, I didn't do anything, but stare at them. The girl had both her arms around his neck and he had a arm on her waist and the other on her thigh. The girl was familiar. Her name was Trisha and she was a nice girl. At least I thought she was. She would always call to me in passing. I guess she had me fooled. After a while, I came back to my senses and anger took over me.
"So I see that this is your extracurricular activity." I said, my voice dripping with hostility.
As soon as I spoke, both Logan and Trisha pulled away quickly. They both looked around at me with a startled and guilty expression. However, Logan was the first to speak.
"Emily, I can explain." He said as he moved away from the girl and walked towards me.
"I'm sure you can, Logan. I'm sure you can explain to me why you and another girl was playing tongue hockey." I said, crossing my arms. He went silent and he just looked at me. "That's right you can't and to be honest, I really don't care." I added as I stepped away from the door, storming away.
I ran down the hall as quickly as possible before Logan could follow me. Tears blurred my vision as I ran. I can't believe he used me like that. I thought he cared about me, but I guess I was wrong.
The tears that I was trying to hold back finally came, but I didn't stop. I continue to walk back to my locker, where Tori was still standing. I collapse in tears in her arms as soon as I reached her.
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