I Love My Bestfriend?! Uh-oh III by Alyza (best non fiction books of all time .txt) 📕

He put his arm around my shoulder and we walked out of class.

“We have to stop by my house, I am not going in jeans and a long sleeve shirt.” I said

“Okay. And my swim trunks are at your house too.” He said

“Basically everything you own is at my house.” I said with a laugh

He laughed and we walked out to his car. He unlocked it and we got in. He started the car and I turned on the radio. The song ‘Last Resort’ by Papa Roach started playing. I immediately started singing. This is like the best song EVER.

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no, no breathing
Don't give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort

Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?

Would it be wrong or
Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide

'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

I never realized, I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/papa-roach-lyrics/last-resort-lyrics.html -]
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying I'm crying
I can't go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no, no breathing
Don't give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding

Would it be wrong
Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide

'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
Can't go on, living this way
Nothing's all right


*Logan*

I watched her sing, she really is beautiful. I’ve loved her ever since I knew what love was. But she probably isn’t ever going to feel the same way. And she’d never go for a man-whore like me. But I would change for her. I’d change everything about me for her. She turned around to face me. Uh-oh. She caught me staring, I turned back to the road. I pulled into her driveway and turned the car off. Her parents were at work so we were in no danger of getting caught. We hopped out of the car and she went to unlock the front door. She pulled out her house key and unlocked it. I could have unlocked the door with my key but she got there first. I walked in after her and up the stairs to her room. She went to her closet as I went to my dresser(actually hers but all my clothes are in it). I pulled out my shorts and turned to go to the bathroom. I saw her walk out of her closet and start toward the bathroom. Oh hell NO.

“NO, I get the bathroom first!” I yelled and started running toward the bathroom she started running too. We were pushing each other.

“Haven’t you ever heard of ladies first?!” She asked/yelled

“I have, but I don’t see a lady anywhere!” I told her

“Ha, and I don’t see a man to LET a lady go first. So go ma’am I can wait.”

She said with a cocky smile. I shrugged and went in. I closed the door and locked it just in case she tried something. I stripped my jeans and put on my shorts. I knew I only had to put my shorts on but she takes too long to change. I unlocked the door and went to her room.

She was in a bikini top and some shorts. She is VERY non-sluttish for a cheerleader. But I like that about her. I like how she doesn’t chase after guys. I’m pretty much the only person that has seen her in her real bikini but when we go out in public she wears her shorts.

“Ready?” I asked her

“Yeah. Lets go pack some food.” She said

I nodded and she grabbed her beach bag that had our towels in it. She slipped on her flip-flops and threw me mine.

We went down stairs to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks. She went to the fridge and got out two bottles of water and put them in the ice chest along with the food. She tried to grab the chest.

“I’ll do it.” I said

She nodded and went to the door. She opened it and waved me through. I smiled and went to the car.

§ Katie §

I locked the house up and went to the car. I got in he started the car.

“This is gonna be like, so much fuuuuun.” Logan said in a girly voice

“Firstly: girls do not talk like that, and secondly: that voice soooo doesn’t work for you.” I told him

“You know you like totally love this voice. And some girls do talk like this.” he said once again in a girly voice

“No. Name one girl that talks like THAT.”

“All your little cheerleaders.” he said in his normal voice

“So, their not really girls their puppets that stick to guys like leaches.” I told him

“Ha ha, yeah I guess. That’s why you’re my best friend, you tell it how it is.” He told me

“I don’t care what those little leaches do. Their the ones that give cheerleaders a bad name. And then they act like jerks to me when I put them in their place. Do they not know I can kick them off the team?” She asked

“I’m sure they know you can but your such a pushover. The only person your mean to is me.” he said his face turning into a pout

“I am not mean to you.”

“Yes you are. And you don’t even apologize.” He said

“Yeah I don’t apologize because I’m not mean to you.”

“Sure.”

“Ugh. I’m sorry for being mean to you Logy.” I said with a puppy dog face

“I forgive you.” he said with a smile. Man I swear this boy has bi-polar.

We pulled into the beach and pulled into a parking spot. I grabbed the beach bag with our towels in it while he grabbed the ice chest. The beach wasn’t that packed because everybody’s in school. I waited by the front of the car for him. When he came around he grabbed my hand. I smiled and we walked onto the beach. We set out things down under a tree and sat down. He pulled me against his chest. I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist. I shivered because we were under a tree.

“Come on lets go swimming.” Logan suggested

I nodded and got up. He got up too and took off his shirt. Oh God. I looked at his well toned chest. The boy had an eight pack. Of course I already knew this but he doesn’t usually take off his shirt. I looked up and Logan was smirking. I blushed and looked away.

“Lets make a bet.” Logan said

“What kind of bet?” I asked nervously. His bets never turn out good.

“First person to the water gets to pick someone the other person has to kiss. So if you lose I get to pick someone, and if I lose you get to pick someone. Okay?”

“That’s not fair Logan, you know you run faster.” I complained

“So.”

“Soooo, it’s not fair.” I told him

“I’ll go easy.” he said

“Fine but you better go easy.”

He nodded. And we got into position.

“On MY mark get ready get set…go!” I said and started to run. I really have to win this he’ll probably make me kiss an old dude or something. I heard him behind me and I ran faster. Then I saw something flash by me. It was Logan. I gasped and ran faster. Ugh he’s annoying he already knew he would win. He’s one of the fastest guys in our school. Of course he got to the water first. Then about five seconds later I got there.

“I win.” He sang

“Shut up! Who do I have to kiss?” I demanded

“Oh no, not right now. At school tomorrow.” He said

“One thing first. I WILL not kiss a girl OR a teacher.”

“Okay.” He said

I swam out to him and dunked him under the water. I laughed and swam away. I turned around and he still wasn’t behind me. Then I felt hands grab my waist. The hands pulled me under water. I turned around and saw Logan laughing. I swam up to the surface and so did he. When I got up I splashed him. That just made him laugh harder.

“That was so not funny.”

“Yeah…it…was.” He said in between laughs

I splashed him again and he splashed me back. Then it ended in a full on water fight. I jumped on his back and started splashing him. He grabbed my thighs and slid me around so I was facing him. Then he dunked us under water. I tightened my hold around his neck. He knows I hate going under water. Then he got us back up to the surface. I gasped for air. I let go of his neck and punched him in the shoulder.

“You know I don’t like going under water!” I yelled

“That’s why I did it.” He said

“Ugh, your SUCH a JERK.” I said. Then I started to unwind my legs from around his waist. He grabbed them and rewound them around his waist.

“I’m sorry.” He said

I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest.

“I don’t believe you.” I said

“But I am.”

“Still not believing.” I sang “I want a proper apology.” I told him

“Like?” He asked

“When we get out of the water you have to get on your knees and beg for my forgiveness.”

“Okay.” He said. I unwound my legs from his waist and swam to shore. He followed me. I got up and crossed my arms waiting for him to get out. When he did I motioned for him to get on his knees. He did.

“I’m very, very sorry Katie. Please forgive me?” He asked

“Okay.” I shrugged and walked back to our stuff. I felt him put