Using Mr Parker
♥ Logan
♥
C h a p t
e r 37
“What
happened in his office?” Grace hissed.
“Nothing, I lied and said that
was myvboyfriend, Jake and
Ivkissing.” Graces
worried expression changed into a smile.
“Thats my girl,” she
grinned. “And, wait, he believed it?”
“Yeah... I guess, he did.
I'm not going to say anything about that because I'll
probably jinx it.” She rolled her eyes. “So,
what's going on with Mrvhottie-with-a-body?”
“He wants to see me
tonight,” I muttered ignoring what she had called
Zach.
“Oh my gosh, thats fantastic!
He so wants you and you guys are going to be adorable. I have the
right to have your first child named after me since I will be the
reason he or she is born,” Grace babbled.
“Woah, he probably just wants
to scream at me for lying.”
“You saved his job, Logan,
I'm sure its not that!” Grace and I were sitting alone
on the grass away from everybody, people stared at me and
whispered a lot. Before Courtney and I got a chance to talk she
was called to see Mr Creed.
Grace was talking about what I should wear tonight but I was in
another world. What was he going to talk to me about? What if he
screamed at me and blamed everything on me?
Well, I deserve that. This is all my fault after all.
I kept thinking of the 'what ifs'
What if I hadn't participated in this game?
What if I had never got detention?
What if I never showed the girls that picture?
What if Zach and I continued on as a couple?
What if my dad didn't leave us?
What if?
***
“I look awful,” I told
Grace.
"You look sovhot!” I pulled the dress down,
trying to get it any lower.
“I'm not wearing
this,” I replied, flatly.
“Fine!” She huffed.
“I'm going to go get something to eat, when I'm
back, I expect a perfect outfit!” In 15 minutes, I was
dressed in black jeans, a white top and a long cotton jacket. My
hair was left naturally in slight curls and I put on light
eyeshadow and liquid eyeliner. When Grace entered my room she
smirked, “I approve. Now c'mon, get yourvbutt in your car and go to his
house.” Shevwinked,
shooing me out of the house. “Bye! Good
luck!”
“Bye,” I replied,
nervously. Whilst driving to Zachs house, I was thinking of going
back home and just not meeting with him because I was scared of
what would happen.
I was terrified.
Though, I knew that I couldn't just not go to his apartment
because I would regret it.
That I knew for a fact.
So I walked up to Zachs apartment and knocked on the door,
my
heart pounding in my chest.
Want a
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Teaser: "That's the money Courtney gave to me, I
don't want it. You can have it," I replied, putting the
money on the table.
Outfit:
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{A/N I counted up all the votes and the winner is...
Beautiful Disaster, Beautiful Disaster
& Changing him actually had the same amount of votes but I
asked two of my friends & they both said Beautiful Disaster.
I am sorry for those of you who wanted any of the others but
hopefully in the near future, I can write those as well.
Does anyone
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characters? Comment!}
Using Mr Parker
♥ Logan
♥
C h a p t
e r 36
As I walked to Mr Creeds office, all eyes were
on mine and as I waited to go inside his office, I played with my
thumb nervously wondering what I could say to him. I couldn't
let Zach lose his job, I wouldn't.
Mr Creed smiled at me and said, “Come in, Logan.” I
sat down on one of the chairs noticing Zach wasn't in there.
“So, I'm sure you've heard of the accusations about
you and Mr Parker. A student showed me the picture of you clearly
kissing Mr Parker. Please explain.”
“Mr Creed...” My voice
trailed off. “May I see the photo?”
“Of course.” With that,
he grabbed his laptop and showed me a picture that Zach and I
kissing. You could clearly see that was me but you couldn't
exactly see Zachs face because of how the picture was angled. I
laughed, trying to make it seem as real as possible. “Is
something funny, Miss Hant?”
“Thats not Mr Parker. I would
never kiss him, thats my ex-boyfriend, Jake. He and
I broke up a couple of weeks ago because he moved to
England.”
Please believe that, I prayed silently.
“Logan... I'll have to
speak to Mr P-” He was cut off by Zach entering the room
and taking a place next to me.
I knew he didn't know what I had said so I quickly said,
“Mr Parker! I am so sorry about the accusations, I mean, I
don't know who would say that was you in that picture. I
should explain, thats my ex-boyfriend and I. It's actually
funny because you guys look nothing alike!” I laughed,
hoping Zach would catch on.
“Zach, son, is it true? Thats
not you, is it?” I knew it'd be hard for Zach to lie to
his uncle so I was worried about what he'd reply
with.
“Yes, that isn't me,
Uncle.”
“I am really sorry about this.
Now that you said it, it doesn't look anything like you, Zach
but being the principle I had to ask about it.”
“Of course, Mr Creed,” I
said, sweetly.
“Just out of curiosity, who
sent the photo around?” Zach asked.
“Courtney Laze,” he
replied. “She will be dealt with for making such serious
accusation. If anybody gives either of you a hard time, please
contact me and I'll have something done about
it.”
“Thank you.”
“Logan, you can return to your
classes. I'll write you a note.” I nodded and he handed
me a paper.
“Thanks again, Mr Creed and
sorry about everything, Mr Parker.” I met Zachs eye and
looked away, instantly. I walked out and went to get my books
from my locker. On my locker was a pink post it note that read,
'sl//t'. I tore it off and threw it violently in the bin
before collecting my books. My mind kept going back to the
note.
I felt like a sl//t. I had used my teacher after
all.
I was about to walk to class but Zach stopped me.
“Meet me at my apartment at
6 today,” he whispered, sending chills down my
spine.
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reminder? Comment.
Teaser: What if my dad didn't leave my mother and
I?
{A/N Nice save Logan! See guys, there was nothing to be worried
about. I would never make my fictional husband, Zach Parker, go
to jail or get fired. I'm about to go count up the votes on
that quote that I uploaded about my next story so next time
I upload, I'll tell y'all what story I shall write
next}