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L: "Can you get yourself a go-cart?"
C: "I can if you can."
L: "Good. Get one. And meet me on the outdoor basketball courts. Saturday. Noon."
C: "Its on."
L: "Yea its on!"
C: "See you there."
L: "See you there."
C: "Good!"
L: "Wanna make out?"
C: "..."
That was the way that Logan ended every argument he had with the girls around campus. And here he was, saying it to Chase. It took him a moment to realize what he just said, and his face goes bright red once it clicks.
L: "Uh..."
He clears his throat with a laugh before shrugging, trying to play it off.
"Force of habit. Thats how I always end arguments with the girls you know?"
Chase chuckles, and crosses his arms. He knew it was just a slip of the tongue on Logans part, but he couldn't pass up and opportunity like this.
C: "Logan Logan Logan...so you finally admit your true feelings."
L: "Oh shut up. I didn't even mean to say that!"
Logan sits back down on the couch with a huff. Chase follows, still wanting to mess with him.
C: "Right. Sure you didn't."
Logan rolls his eyes
L: "Whatever. Even if I did like guys like that- which I don't- as if I'd like you"
Chase puts a hand to his chest, pretending to be offended.
C: "Rude."
L: "Well its true!"
C: "Fine! I wouldn't date you either."
L: "Good!"
C: "Yea?"
L: "Yea!"
C: "Wanna make out?"
Logans face goes right back to the shade of red it was before. Chase puts on a sly smile, knowing exactly what he did.
L: "...I need to go."
Logan quickly gets up and walks out the door.
C: "Where ya goin'?"
L: "OUT."
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BONUS!
After the race:
C: “so Logan. What do I win for poaching you In the race?”
L: “nothing? Who says you were gonna win anything.”
C: “you have to give me something otherwise all I won is a broken arm.”
L: “I’m perfectly fine with that.”
C: “…Do I win a kiss?”
L: “would you drop that?!”
C: “not anytime soon no.”
L: “I’ll give you 50 bucks if you stop talking right now.”
C: “...I can live with that.”