Falling for the Fallen by Jaden Bieber & Rebecca Polonsky (classic fiction .TXT) 📕

Chapter 1

It was probably better this way. My mother didn't want me and my father left the instant he knew I was going to be born. I ran away to a boarding school. This way, I can live here. Thankfully, this school didn't need very much information to get in. They didn't care about your grades or your activities. They cared about your birth certificate and the money you were willing to pay to stay there.
I was sick of people, but everywhere you go, there someone is. So I got a room with no roommate. It had a bed the size for two, a bathroom, a television, a desk that I put my laptop on, and dressers. I unpacked my clothes and placed them into my drawers. I kind of wished I had some pictures to put around my new room. But I never was happy enough to make friends. I'm a miserable child. Always have been, probably always will be.
At that moment, there was a knock on my door. I rose an eye brow. Who could that be? I walked to my door and slowly opened it to...a boy? He had his dark brown hair flipped to the side, kind of like Justin Bieber's hair, but better. He had electric blue eyes and he was very...very hot. He didn't seem very happy. Actually, he seemed bored. He wore dark black jean with rips through out them with black leather boots and a white T-shirt.
With a role of his eyes, he said, "My name is Logan. I'm here to ask if you're comfortable in your new room." He said every word without eye contact. Obviously he was being forced to do this. A bet, maybe?
"It's fine." I said, quickly, trying to end his misery of talking to me.
"You seem in a rush. So you must be busy."
"Not really, but I don't like people. Especially ones with the looks of you." I scowled.
"That's not very nic-"
"I'm not very nice. And it seems to me you don't wanna talk to me, anyway. So I'll end the time of you talking to me. 'Kay?" I went to go close my door, but Logan stuck his foot in the way.
"Don't just assume things that aren't true. I never said any of that."
"You didn't have to. You wont even make eye contact. That shows something." He shook his head and looked into my eyes. I have long black hair with bright baby blue tips. My eyes are a bright green that you could see from across the room. I'm pretty short. I'm only 5'3. That's pretty short for a 16 year old. Although, Logan only seemed about 5'7. I am also skinny. Like, a model skinny with a pound or two extra.
"Girl, put some clothes on." I looked down. I was wearing booty shorts, a tank top, and socks. Other than my bra and underwear, of course.
"Hey, it's hot. And this is what I sleep in." I walked to my bed and grabbed my wrap. I folded it around me and when I turned around. Two other guys were now standing at the door way.
"C'mon, dude. Headmaster only told you to ask her if her room was okay, not to stay with her." I looked at Logan. He wa's standing next to them.
"Oh damn." The other guy looked at me up and down. "You're hot."
"That's nice to know, get out."
"No, I don't wanna." I walked over to them and pushed the two guys out. Then shut the door in their face.
"He-" I jumped a bit, scared.
"S-Sorry. Forgot you were here."
I opened the door for him and gestured him out. All he did was grin.
"C'mon, stud, doors over here. You checked up on me. I'm alive. Get out."
"Heh. You're not at all of what I expected." I rose an eye brow and put my hands on my hips.
"And just what were you expecting of me, mister know-at-all?" I asked.
"Well, according to your student profile, you have good grades, never got a detention, and you're an honor student."
"Ha. So you think that means I'm a looser?"
"Eh. More of a goody-two-shoes."
"I see." I frowned. "Well, nice to meet you, Logan. I think."
"What's your name again?" He asked, stalling to leave. Obviously just to piss me off.
"Riley." I said.
"Nice. I'll see you around." And it wasn't even a question.
"Let's hope not." I murmured.
"What was that?" His voice was like silk.
"Nothing. Leave." With a chuckled, he did so. I shut the door behind him and ran into my bed. I was so tired. I fell into a deep sleep.

Next morning, the beeping of my alarm clock woke me up. I got up, showered, and got dressed. When I was ready, I went to my first class. Instantly, a girl a green shirt and jean overalls on came up to me.
"Hi! I'm Lilly!" She smiled.
"R-Riley." I said.
"Nice to meet you. Wanna be friends?"
"Sure." I don't know why I said it. I was surprised, actually. Not by my answer, but how quickly I responded. Maybe I really wanted to have friends, but I just didn't want to admit it.
"Yay!"
"Oh Lilly," a female voice sang. We looked over to a busty blond with two twins behind her.
"What, Mikayla?" Lilly asked her.
" Making friends with the not so ugly new girl, are we?" Mikayla said. "New girl, why make friends with this looser?"
"Why not?" I asked.
"She has no friends. Nobody likes her."
"I do." I growled and pulled Lilly to the back of the classroom with me, where we sat for class.
"So what's her problem?" I finally asked.
"She's a popular. They're all like that."
"Who else is a popular?" I asked.
"Girls are Mikayla and the twins, Trixie and Dixie. And for the boys, Jake, Logan, and-"
"Wait, did you say Logan?"
"Yeah, that's him next to Mikayla." I looked over to where Mikayla stood. There he was. Logan stood with an expressionless face with the two boys that were with him yesterday. "Wait, Why would it matter? Do you know Logan?" She looked at me.
"Um, him and the two guys came to my room last night." I shook my head. Of course they were popular, they're good looking and don't seem to care about grades. By what they said to me they just seem to care about girls.
"Oh yeah. They're in the Welcoming committee. I forgot about that. We hadn't had a new student in awhile." I shrugged, looking at him.
"You know, it seems to me he doesn't look very happy." I looked over to Lilly. She was looking at the teacher. I didn't even know that homeroom started.
"Riley Turner, please come up and introduce yourself to everyone." The teacher smiled. I sighed, not wanting to get up in front of everyone. But I nodded anyway and walked up. I walked past Logan and he grinned, looking at my ass. I rolled my eyes and stopped next to the teacher. " Tell us about why you're here, Riley." She smiled. I gulped. I can't say why I was really here. Because the truth was, I ran away.
"Uh.. Yeah. Okay.. I'm here because my family. Um, family problems. So they sent me here, so I didn't have to be involved. I guess.." She nodded.
"Okay, you can sit down now." She smiled again. Why is she smiling so much, is this girl on happy pills? I shook my head, looked down, and walked back to my seat. I cant wait for homeroom to end. The teacher started talking about how important school was. I just ignored her and waited for the bell to ring. And when it did, I was so happy. I got up and started walking out. I took out my schedule and looked for what class I had first.
It was Science. Ok. Science isn't that bad, I guess. Unfortunately, Lilly and I only had lunch and Math together. So, I'd be alone most of the day. At least, that's what I hoped.
I walked into Mr. Head's Science class. "Ah, Miss Turner." He said, sounding more like a question.
"Yes?" I asked him.
"Please take a seat next to Logan." Is he kidding? I looked and saw Logan smirking. He sat at a long, rectangular table for two people to sit. I guess I sat in the chair next to him.
I walked to him and took my sit, unhappily.
"Hey," he said.
"No." I responded.
"N-no?" He asked, confused.
"Don't talk to me. I don't talk to populars."
"Ah. You're one of thoughs people." He said "thoughs" like it was some type of human race.
"Guess so." I scoffed. I looked away from him.
"Riley." He said.
"No." I growled.
"Riley."
"Nope." I said, popping the "P"
"Riley." He sang. I looked around the classroom. Everyone was here. And staring. At me.
Finally, I whipped my head to look at Logan. "What?!"
Next thing I know, his lips are on mine. To be honest, he was a good kisser. But in this situation, it was one sided on his part. His lips and mine seemed to be like, made for each other. Not to be dramatic, but it did.
Finally, he pulled away and looked into my eyes, keeping a steady gaze. I blushed. Everyone saw that. I looked down, grabbed my back and darted out of the classroom with my face down.
That ignorant asshole stole my first kiss!!! UGGGHHH!! I ran and ran to my room. When I got there, I tried opening my door as fast as I could. But it wasn't fast enough. When I opened my door, Logan walked past me and into my room.
"You know, I'd really like you to uh... GET OUT!" I looked away as I felt my face burning. He sat on my bed like nothing happened.
"Well, I don't really want to, so.. no." He smiled and reached for my hand and pulled me closer to him. I jerked my hand away.
"Don't touch me. You already got up in my lips." I frowned.
" Well," He took my hand again, stood up, and pulled me to him. "Would you like a taste again?" He smirked at me.
I scoffed. Is he desperate? Or maybe he just wants be because I'm beautiful. Although, that's probably not it, I'm gonna go with that one to make me feel better about this horrible situation.
"No, I don't like the taste of asshole with a tint or dicklicker." I growled. He chuckled and played with my hair. I got the weirdest flash of De-Ja-Vu.
"Oh, c'mon Riles," He said. Now I know who he is reminding me of. I can't believe I totally forgot.
It was a long time ago. I was at the park with my mother and her friend, who had a son. I called him "Log." I don't exactly remember why, though. I don't recall him looking or acting like a log. Log always called me Riles instead of my real name. First, he played with my hair under the monkey bars. Then, he kissed me on the double swing. How could I have forgotten it? And what suddenly made me remember?
Trying to remember Log's appearance, I look into Logan's blue eyes. Log had blue eyes just like Logan did. Wait a minute. Log...Logan. Oh god...
"Don't call me Riles