Chapter 1: Sugar P.O.V.

My crazy, love story happen in the end Jr. year….

"WARHOL!"

"MS. WARHOL! WAKE UP OR YOUR GETTING DETENTION!"

Mrs. Roon's voice screaming pierce my ears, so did everyone ears too. I open my eyes slowly and smiled. I pooped my head up to see her. I saw her hands on her hips.

I stretch out my arms, "Sorry Mrs. Roon. I didn't mean to offend you" I was speaking sweetly. She shook her head and went back to learning.

I wasn't going to yell or throw a fit because I was my own fault. I admit to it. I shook my head and slapped my cheeks gentle. Finn was smirk at what I did. He's my friend. I plopped my head in my hand and look outside to see the sunlight beaming down on the buildings.

When class ended I saw Mrs. Roon shaking her head saying, "What am I going to do with you?" when I walk out the door. I shrugged and twirled away.

I laugh soft, tripping over my feet and saw Finn waiting for me there. "Just because your name is Sugar, doesn't mean you have to be so sweet!" Finn was being sarcastic. I bump into him so he can bump into another person. The hallways were crowded.

I saw Trish leaning against my locker. She was texting like crazy. Trish was the queen bee in our school. She was rich and bitch.

"Hey Sugar!" Bliss closed her cell.

"Hey boob!" I opened my locker and put my books in. "Ugh I hate it when you call me that!" Trish whined about,

I shrugged. I throw my book that made a big loud bang in my locker.

"Well don't you have them Trish?" Finn commented.

"What ever Finn!" She gave him a mean look. I smiled and closed my locker and walk away from their argument.

They were baffled that I left them and shouted my name. I didn't look back until I got into English class.

I got to the class and sat in my usual seat between Finn and Trish near the door. Trish and Finn came right on time when the bell rang. Mrs. Tompkins stood in the front holding a book in her hands. "Hello class. We are starting a new book today, Macbeth. There are copies of the book under your desks" Everyone moved around to get the books and open to the first act.

"Now Phil please read Act 1 Scene 1"

She nods to Phill, a guy from my class. He let out a big sigh and started reading the play.

As he read the play, I look out the summer days. It was the first of June and school was almost finishing. In a week school will end and regents and finals will start.

I only have to take two tests. I took the other finals in January. I played with my brown hair thinking about him.

I wonder what he's doing? Logan. Logan was my pen pal from an assignment from school. The whole English class had to do it in the beginning of the school year.

Mrs. Tompkins let us choose a state or city to write to their school. I choose Hell, Michigan. I mean HELLO there's a city called HELL. I thought it was cool to live in Hell.

I was close but no cigar. The class chose L.A., California because it was there's Hollywood. BIG WOW! Thomas Pin High School was the school that we got. I randomly picked Logan from a hat and got his folder. At first I was planned writing about dirty things and be psychotic but Jeff took my idea. Stupid class clown!

I wrote everything I thought about that day. I spilled my feelings to a guy that I didn't know. But what are the chances of meeting Logan?

One in a million!

RINGGGGGGGG!!!!!!

Everyone was getting up and putting their stuff away. I throw everything in my bag and left with Finn and Trish.

"So I was thinking we should get Starbucks! I'm dying for a coffee now!" Trish asked us.

"I don't do Starbucks. I don't know the hell is a Venti is" Finn sounds frustrated and look confused.

"I wasn't asking you Fish. I was asking my sweet Sugar!" She said polity to my name. She looks at me waiting for my answer.

"I'll meet you there, I gotta go to a G.A.P. first" We walk to the doors and step outside.

"Ew I hate that place. Too plain fir me" She wriggled her nose and toss back her hair. Trish held her Gucci bag tightly.

"I need to get some jeans" I look down when I said that.

"You destroy the other ones already?" Finn laughed.

"I was spray painting. Look I'll meet you there Trish" I look at both side of the streets.

"Fine have it your way, Come one Finn" Trish tugged on Finn's shirt.

As I walk away I heard Finn grunting about Starbucks. I walk in the streets of 8Av and 24th Street in New York City. There was a G.A.P. right next to New York City Sports Club. I got in the store and try to find my jeans.

I started thinking about Logan. I couldn't believe what I wrote to him. I was nervous writing to him, I thought of anything to say. But he didn't think of me as a freak or crazy. He thought it was cute. The assignment ended in November but it never stop him from talking to me. He gave me his address and email. I gave him mine too. We talk everyday; it's crazy.

Logan showed me a picture of himself and his twin brother. They look different but their eyes are the same. Logan had brown hair and baby blue eyes. Strong chin line and a strong nose. He had a nice body; Logan is a swimmer. His lips were luscious, I don't mind to kiss.

"Need any help, miss?" The lady that works here said.

"Um? I don't know. I need pants? Some jeans thing?" I was blabbing and I couldn't stop it. She looks like I was crazy. I stepped back and knock down a mannequin. Everyone gasp and look at me.

"Shit! Shit! I'm SO sorry" I picked up the mannequin. But as I got up I hit a lady and she fell back. I drop the mannequin to help the lady and I fell on my face.

Everyone was gasping and screaming. I look up and everyone was looking down. I ducked my head under t-shirts. I will never come back here AGAIN!!

When I got to the home after the tragic and Starbuck mishap. I spilled Vanilla on a guy pants and try to wipe I was but I fell between his legs. I will never, never be the same. I was exhausted and see no one was home. I went to the kitchen and see my dad left a note. He wrote that he's at work late and left me dinner. I look in the fridge and saw pasta. Mom died when I was ten. After, six years dad started seeing this lady. At first I was scared but I don't mind. Grace (the lady) can never replace my mom. I felt my dad needed love again.

I put the pasta in the microwave and went to the living room to blast The Who "Seeker" from my IPod dock.

I got my Apple laptop and check my mail.

I felt my cheek got warm. There was Logan's letter. I read away.

Dear Sugar,

I finally won Student Body President. Thanks for the support for, you mean everything to me. Stanley is throwing a party as we speak. It's for my winning but I know him better. I with you was here to celebrate with me! Then I will party! To answer your question before, I don't know there is a difference in pizza? I would love to try New York's pizza to compare. But until that day we will never know!

Yours truly,

Logan

After I read the letter, he was so cute and cheesy. But I like him for that. I wrote back. My cheeks still were hot.

Dear Logan

Congrats! Congrats! I'm so excited that you won! So I mean everything to me? LOL boob! Go party Logan! Just its not a party for you, you should have fun!! I will be there in a beat to have fun with what the day I have!

I was in store and I knock down a mannequin! Ugh and as I try to pick up the mannequin but I hit and lady. She fell on her butt, so I drop the mannequin to help the lady. I trip and landed on my FACE!! I can never go back to that store. Or at least for a week?

I scarred for life!

From scarred for life

Sugar

P.S.- I will try California pizza!!

I click send and it went through. It was 6:30 and I got bored. I turned off the iPod dock and took my apple and my iPod to my room. I flipped the switched to light on and look around my room. It was light beige but swirls and curies of blue. My full bed was in the center and nightstand with a lap and iPod dock. A desk was on the right of the bed and my bathroom on my right. My closet is near my door. I placed my apple on the desk to charger and plopped on my bed.

My fluffy, puffy striped brown and blue bed felt so good to stink in. "oh yeah!" I moaned.

I was falling asleep; I try to push my body up but no budge. "Got to take a SHOWER!" I moaned again.

But no can do. My eyes were getting heavy. I stood up for ten seconds to take off my bra and my shoes. I got under the sheets before my body flopped and I dreamed a good dream.