one of the more popular teachers.
I waved it off, though, and made my way towards home. I waited at the edge of campus for Kass to meet with me, so that we could walk home together. Briefly, I thought about avoiding her and just walking home on my own, but I liked the company and she hadn ’ t been privy to my crazy outbursts yesterday, so I didn ’ t think there was any harm in walking with her.
But as time passed, I was beginning to wonder if she was interested in walking with me . I waited for nearly thirty minutes, arms wrapped around myself for warmth, when I got a text message.
I froze, thinking it was another warning about Miranda and debated for a full minute on whether or not I wanted to answer it. When I received a second text, I decided I had to.
When I unlocked my phone, I found that it wasn ’ t my mom at all and there was no mention of Miranda. It was from Kass.
Have a date with James! Don ’ t wait up. Details tomorrow lady!
I let out a relieved breath. Thank goodness.
The second text was from Kass also. Don ’ t be mad. Won ’ t ditch you tomorrow.
I shook my head and smiled. I sent her a quick text back telling her I was fine and definitely not mad. Wishing her a good time, I slipped my phone back into my pocket and realized that I would be walking home alone after all.
One foot in front of the other. At least it wasn ’ t a long walk, I reminded myself, and more than that it wasn ’ t raining. I ’ d decided that that was the main factor in deciding whether the walk home was going to be bearable or not.
It was one thing to walk home while it was cold. It was another thing entirely to walk home when it was cold and wet .
I walked for a couple of minutes, focusing mostly on my paper topic, when Old Main came into view. Frowning, I couldn ’ t help but think of Logan. Was he waiting for me? I glanced down at my watch. Fifteen until seven. So he probably wasn ’ t there yet, but he was definitely on his way.
And she was on her way, too. On her way home.
No, "sorry I ’ m not going to make it". No, "hey, don ’ t waste your time, I ’ m not coming". Nothing. Just silence and not showing up.
“ That ’ s a pretty shitty thing to do, ” I mumbled to myself, my eyes still locked on Old Main.
I stopped, turning so I was facing it, and just stared. All I could think about was Logan and how serious he had been earlier that day. I ’ d spent all day avoiding him and avoiding the topic of him. I didn ’ t want to think about him asking me to come see him, or the way he looked at me or made me feel. I didn ’ t want to think about what had possessed me to kiss him in the hallway that day …
But those were the things I couldn ’ t help but think of. He occupied so much space in my brain, that I wasn ’ t sure what to do anymore.
With a sigh, I closed my eyes, and turned around. “ I can ’ t believe I ’ m going to do this. ”
Walking back the way I came, I headed back towards campus so that I could loop around and head to Old Main.
Chapter 3
I walked quickly, glancing down at my watch every minute it seemed. It was five until seven and I wasn ’ t sure I was going to make it. Although Old Main was easily seen from most places on campus, it was actually on the north end and meant that I had to walk quite a ways in the opposite direction of my house to get there.
When the building was finally just ahead, I let out a breath of relief and half jogged the rest of the way. When I made it to the steps, I found myself standing alone. My heart sunk in my chest, and I realized that he wasn ’ t here.
Had I been played?
“ I didn ’ t think you were going to show, ” came Logan ’ s smooth, rich voice from behind me.
I swiveled around to face him, a little surprised and a little relieved all at once. I found myself fighting back a smile that might match the one he was wearing.
“ Well, ” I