The boys stare in shock at my arm as I awkwardly pull my sleeve down again. "Are you mental? DOING DRUGS? YOU DON'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF JEWELIANNA! YOU HURT YOURSELF AND ALMOST KILLED YOURSELF AT AGE 12!!! Don't do it again.." Logan says, his voice starting to crack. I hated it when he cried. He was strong, and didn't cry often, but when he did, it was baddd.... "Logey, logeyyy.. Come on, Logeyy. Don't do this to me, you know I can't stand it when you do this.." I whisper, in a whiny tone. He shakes his head. "No, no, no.. You hurt me once when I thought I would lose you. I don't want that to happen again. Let's get to your house.. I need to think about this. Boys, let's get in." He says. I can see tears streaming down his face. One... then another.. then another.. We all walk in silence to his car. I realize there isn't enough space for all of us, so I have to sit on one of their laps. I go to a guy named Corbyn. He's sort of cute. Your average teenage crush. Bleached hair, beautiful eyes, pink tinted lips, the widest smile you've ever witnessed. I slowly slide onto his lap, and I give him a weak smile. He hugs me closely and whispers into my ear over and over again. "You're okay, you're okay, you're okay.." it sounds like a peaceful chant. I hug him back and reply into his ear. "Thank you.." He smiles at me and stops, but still rubs my back and hugs me. I play with the tips of his hair, and I can hear the faintest of laughs come out of his mouth. "Hey Jewel, I know we just met and all, but would you be my girlfriend??" He asks. I gasp in shock, and then scream as loud as I can, "YES, YES, YESSS!!!" I laugh. He was adorable. I hug him tightly, not wanting to every leave him at the moment. I never get love, and I want to have it like my life depends on it. "HEY! LOGAN! TURN LEFT BEFORE YOU HIT TALIANA STREET!" I say to logan, more calm than normal. "Mhmm" he replies shortly. We get to my house. Walking inside, I tell the boys what our schedule is like. "I need a shower, and there is a pool in the back. I don't care where you guys venture to, just don't touch my expensive aesthetic stuff I use for backgrounds." I shortly confirm with them. They all nod, but Zach has a mischievous look on his face. I playfully slap him on the arm, and then tug Corbyn's arm signaling him to come with me. I go up the stairs, my hand still attached to his arm. "Hey, Jewelianna, I'm yours. You don't need to drag me." He laughs. I look at him, lust filled in my eyes. "I love you, merci beaucoup. Thank you so much for asking me to be your girlfriend."

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Sorry for such short chapters through the story, but I promise things will get better and the chapters will be longer. By the way, all of this is before Christina, just to let you know. You can probably see where all of this is going... If not, you'll find out soon enough. Ciao!! 😘