"She hates me." Logan didn't know why he cared. But he could see it in Sammi's eyes. He'd let her down. Evidently. A lot like the same with Noel.
"I doubt that." Alex put a new perspective on it. They were back in their room, making the most of it. Kissing, finding out what Logan had been missing. He did not want to think of Sammi right now. "She's pretty much the star of her own show, you know." Alex smiled. He was definitely going to make Logan forget about her.
"OK, I know that. She's a brat." Logan nodded. "And I've put up with a lot, being..being her friend." He supposed.
"Then don't-" Alex sighed as if maybe he would let this make-out session alone. He'd find something better to do, like read a book. He got up to find something on the shelf. "Maybe you need to read Jane Austen's Emma."
"What?" Logan lifted up on his elbows from the bed.
"Emma?" Alex shrugged as he opened the book and read a passage about Emma's father. "You see, if you look at her life, you start to appreciate the little things." He looked back at Logan with a smile. "But then again, not everyone is going to appreciate you. But you can't let that hold you back."
Logan bit his bottom lip. He hadn't really a clue what Alex was going on about. Soon enough, he snatched that book away from Alex. No talk of Sammi, or even Jane Austen. This was what he wanted. Being here with Alex.