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The paparazzi first started to think something was going on when they saw Garrett and me surfing together in Ft. Lauderdale. We hadn’t seen anyone around, so we thought we wer e safe, but apparently they’d t ailed us and had snapped several p ictures of us hanging out in the ocean .
That first week we’d only made one of the smaller boxes on t he front of the magazine, but they conti nued to follow us around Miami , taking pictures of what they thought were intimate moments. T he next week ’s issue showcased a picture of us on the cover with our heads close together at dinner, and then several additional shots inside the magazine of Garrett coming to my house to pick me up, us eating out on South Beach , and doing other mundane things like surfing and shopping and waiting in line to see a movie . But it also featured the piece de resistance – side by side pictures of Garrett and me out at a club and then me leaving his hotel the next morning in the same clothes I’d worn the night before . Oops.
Yeah, that last one might have seemed a littl e compromising, but the others were completely innocent. We were just friends, but o f course no one believed that. S uddenly, I was the mystery girl Garrett Lewis, famed fallen angel from the Earthbound movies, was dating. Rumors flew across the internet about how we’d met, when we’d gotten together and how we were keepi ng our relationship on the down- low. Then the pa ps found out my mother was A-list actress, Alana Davis, and they figured it was a Hollywood match made in heaven.
The real story of how I’d known Garrett since I was a kid came out the third week, complete w ith a picture of the two of us taking a surf lesson when we were kids and some other shots of us from the present day , but the speculation increased when apparently someone in my ‘inner circle’ shared that I’d always been in love with him and had been biding my time, hoping we would end up together. Yeah, right. Garrett was like a brother to me, more so than Ethan even was. I still wondered who that person in my ‘inner circle’ was exactly. I had a feeling he or she didn’t know anything about me.
My dad had a conniption the first time he saw my picture on the cover of a gossip magazine. He literally flipped his lid in the middle of Target, and I had to calm him down while the cashier and everyone around us stared . He actually believed that I was hooking up with Garrett, but more than that, he couldn’t stand the fact that his daughter was a pseudo- celebrity. He was used to see ing his former wife on the cover of the various rags, but I’d never b een a part of that area of her life , so it rocked his world to say the least.
At first h e threatened not to let me see Garrett agai n, not because he didn’t want me dating him, but because he didn’t want my life catalogued for the whole world to see. Of course I wanted no part of the life in the spotlight that my mother lived in, and he knew that. So we had a long talk, and I convinced him I wasn’t dating Garrett and that I felt pretty safe that I wouldn’t be featured in any more tabloids since I wasn’t going to do anything tabloid-worthy in the near future. He thankfully calmed down after that.
Then Celebrity Weekly came out the next week, and the cover f eatured a split shot of me wiping tears from my eyes as I stood outside a restaurant in Ft. Lauderdale and Garrett leaving a club in L.A. with a busty brunette . The headline was ‘It’s Over Already’ with subheads reading ‘Garrett moves on’, ‘Logan inconsolable’ and ‘Inside their break-up’. Hello! There was no break-up?! Logan was inconsolable because her dad was making her feel all mushy about leaving for college, and she realized how much she would miss him being three thousand miles away. It was just a convenient shot for the lurking photogs who were probably expecting to catch me cheating on Garrett or some other nonsense having to do with our