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My Tinker Bell

Chapter 1

Sydney’s POV

“Hi Sydney…” I felt cool air near my ear and I knew who talked. And I blushed.

That’s what I always do when I’m near him like this. When he talks to me, when he suddenly appears out of nowhere.

Too bad he’s out of my reach.

I had loved Logan Terri for as long as I’ve known. Maybe my whole life. The first time I saw him,my world literally stopped to turn. All I can see is him. He’s the school playboy, he’s the hottest! And I’m one of the girls who had been charmed. Who will not? Blue eyes as deep as the ocean you can drown on them. Black hair that you will like to touch, and damn, a body of a god. And if you call him ugly, then there will be no handsome man in the world.

He could be a model, he could be an artist. If he can’t act, people will still clap, especially girls. He is the vein of my existence. He is why I go to school everyday even though all I get here is insults and jokes. But then, I’m the school’s nerd, I should accept that.

Well, I’m a typical nerd, you know, brown hair, black eyes and glasses on them. Simple clothes, no friends, no foes. Always alone. Likes to read, always think about studies, strictly no parties and no boyfriend.

No first kiss either

If only Logan…

My eyes widen at what I thought. And I felt the hotness on my cheeks. I’m about to get my books, about to not mind Logan when I saw his friends whistle and laugh.

“See! I told you, she’ll blush again!”

“She always blushes when Logan’s there.”

I looked away, trying not to mind them.

“But she can’t have him!”

“What? Sydney as Logan’s girlfriend?” One smirked another smiled then they laughed all together. Right now, I like to melt on my feet.

“C’mon, he’s not that crazy!”

“She can’t even see clearly!”

“No boobs, No behind, No nothing!”

“Who will want her?”

Who will want her that’s why I don’t like school. They insult me and I can’t fight back. Yeah, I don’t have any backbone, I said to myself as I felt tears began to form on my eyes. But I’ll be damned if I’ll let them see me cry.

“Stop it!” I looked up and saw Logan and saw him glaring at them. He always do that. He always block off insults, he always protects me. He doesn’t want anything to touch me. I don’t know why, maybe because he’s just a gentleman. If I’m just pretty, maybe I’ll let myself believe he even likes me.

“C’mon, Logan, when it comes to that girl, you’re no fun at all.”

“She didn’t do anything to you.”

“Yeah, the nerdy girl, but it’s only fun─”

“Don’t call her that!” I saw them stop, not anyone breathing a word. Too bad, Logan’s only doing this because he pities me. I touched him slowly on his arm and waited for him to turn and look at me.

“I’m okay. Thank you.” I smiled to make sure he understand that I don’t mind their words.

“You’re pretty when you smile.” My smile melt away. Dammit, why can’t he stop saying that? As if I’m pretty. I quickly looked away and began to get my books. But he stopped my hand.

“I’m sorry, I-I… that was a slip of tongue.” I looked at him for a minute then I nod. Pulling my hand from his, I started to put my books on my bag. “I got something for you.” I stopped. He sometimes do that. actually, he had done that once. Ever since I’ve known him 2 years ago he gave a stuff dog, too big for my own sake. That was my birthday gift. He brought it at home and from that day the dog remained in my bed.

“The first time I saw it, I saw you.” He gave me a box that looked like a jewelry box.

“Uhh… is it my birthday?” he only smiled. And then he shook his head.

“I just want you to have that. A sign of friendship maybe.”

Friendship. Dammit, why can’t it be more than that? “Okay. I’ll just open it at home.” I began to put it in my bag but he stopped my hand.”

“Logan, let’s go, we’re gonna be late.” One of his friends call him.

“They’re calling you. Go, I’ll just open it at home.”

“I want you to open it now.” Then he turned to his friends and said. “Go to class, I’ll be there right away." His friends’ faces turned to stone. But they walked away without a comment.

“C’mon, open it.” He is more excited to open the gift. Maybe it’s one of his jokes.

I sighed, if he started making fun of me, I will really cry at home. Untying the ribbon, I slowly opened the box. I blinked at what I saw. I tried to speak but no words came out of my mouth. It was a bracelet, but it shone like the sun, there were shells all around it and in the middle is the words. ‘I’m always there for you’

“Logan…”

“I knew you’ll like it!” I looked at him with wide eyes as he got hold of the bracelet and gently put it on my right wrist. “There are little bells in between some of the shells so that when you write, you’ll hear them, Tinker Bell.” He even knows I’m right-handed. But I should not look beyond this act, he only done that twice now, the dog and the bracelet. It doesn’t mean he likes me.

“So, I’ll go now, we’ll be both late on our class.” He walked away, whistling. I was so dumbfounded I almost forgot that he called me Tinker Bell. That’s my pet name, actually. I don’t know why does he call me that.

“Logan!” he looked at me and I suddenly thought about changing my mind on asking him. But I only got the courage of talking to him once in a while. “Uhhhmmm…. Why do you call me tinker Bell?”

“You know her, right? From Peter Pan? She doesn’t speak a lot… but she got magic within. Just like you, you don’t speak a lot, but you got magic inside you.” Again, he gave me his smile, that smile I treasured a lot and whistle again as he walked away again without a backward glance.

“Tinker Bell,” I said as I brushed my hair away from my face. I heard the bells on the bracelet. As if it says… “I’m always there for you.”

I smiled, he really is the vein of my existence.

And what magic does he talks about?