Flipped: (Nydie & Rawrrawrmeow)

[Nydie]

Brianna (Age 14 Flashback)

A hand lifted to block the early morning rays of the sun from her eyes. Standing in front of her house, the teenager sighed softly, her eyes filled with sadness as she stared at the structure before her. She was leaving behind fourteen years of memories; some good, some bad, but all of them hers. For the first time in her life she was feeling nostalgic; wishing that they could move the entire house along with them instead of moving to an entirely new one. She knew that the move was for the best; her father had gotten a job offer that he couldn’t refuse, one that meant more money, better benefits, and a chance to actually own a home instead of rent. The only problem was the job meant moving half way across the country. ‘It’ll be good for us, Bri. You’ll make new friends, and think of all the stuff you’ll be able to do. We’re actually moving to a city! You won’t have any problems at all finding things to get into.’ Her father stated after breaking the news to her. She had managed to muster up a happy smile and nod in agreement, but her heart wasn’t entirely in it. ‘Sure dad, it’ll be great.’ She replied half-heartedly.

Lost in her thoughts of memories past, the girl barely noticed when her mother came up beside her, her own eyes staring up at the house with an identical expression of sadness. “Bri, it’s almost time to go. The moving men will get all your things if that’s what you’re worried about.”

The girl’s head whirled to the side, her eyes drifting away from the house to glance at her mother. “That’s not it mom…I guess I’m still a little sad that we have to leave. I thought we’d live here forever.” Returning her focus back to the house, Brianna released a soft, sad sigh. “I feel like we’re leaving family behind.” It was silly to think of a house as family, but that was her opinion all the same. Surprisingly, her mother didn’t laugh, instead she settled an arm around Brianna’s shoulders and hugged her. “I know sweetie, but you’ll like the new house just as much. There’s a big backyard, and a park down the street with baseball fields; you’ll be so busy playing ball you won’t have time to miss this place.”

“I guess you’re right.” Brianna lied, knowing that she’d never really forget the house, or their neighborhood, even the people that she’d like to forget. ‘Logan….stupid jerk. Why’d he have to go and be such an idiot? And to think I spent the past four years following him around like a little lost puppy dog. Man, am I an idiot.’ Thinking of the boy from across the street, Brianna spun on her heels and glanced over at the house, a deep frown marring her features.

“Are you going to go tell him goodbye?” Her mother inquired, unable to keep the curiosity from lacing her voice.

“Why should I? He’s a big, fat, jerk!” Brianna spat out bitterly, her eyes squinting into a glare. “He won’t care that I’m gone. Forget him.”

“Brianna….” Her mother started, but the girl shook her head quickly.

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore mom. I don’t care if I ever see him again.” Nostalgia gone, the girl was now eager to get as far from the street as she possibly could, now wishing her father had gotten a job halfway across the world. “I’m going to go wait in the car.” She huffed, moving past her mother and rushing to the family car. Her hand settled on the handle, but she couldn’t bring herself to open the car door. Eyes swinging back to Logan’s house, the girl growled under her breath, reminding herself that she had meant what she had told her mother; that she hoped she never saw the boy again for as long as she lived. ‘I don’t care. Forget Logan. He’s not worth being upset over.’ She couldn’t quite convince herself, but it motivated her enough to yank the car door open and slide into the backseat.

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Brianna (Age 19) – Current

Standing in front of her dorm, the girl found herself thinking of her last move. No longer the innocent fourteen year old girl, the young woman was not quite as nostalgic, but the prospect of her new life had her a bit apprehensive. Her new home, at least for the next four years loomed in front of her, taunting the woman with her fears. The building meant independence; a life away from her family and most of her friends back home, and she had quite a few. Now she was back to being Brianna Shaw, the girl that no one knew, only this time the woman possessed a bit more confidence and a lot more experience.

“Whatcha lookin at kid? It’s your dorm. It’s not going to collapse on your head.” Her brother Ryan teased, yanking Brianna from her thoughts. Sighing, she nodded her head and turned away from the building, making her way to the back of her brother’s beat up Chevy pickup. “I know that Ry. I was just thinking about the last time I had to move. You know, when we moved down here. I hope it turns out just as well.”

“I’m pretty sure it will. You’re only a half hour from home, it’s not like you can’t come back to stay whenever you want.” Her older brother smirked over at her, his dimples flashing and eyes lighting up with mirth. “Besides, I know a few guys back home that’d love to come get you. All you’d have to do is pout and they’d be here faster than you can say…”

“I don’t want to hear about it.” Throwing up a hand to gesture for her brother to stop, the girl shook her head slowly. “We’re not going over this again. Guys are not worth the headaches. Not for me anyway." Dropping the back of the truck down, Brianna smiled sunnily at her brother. “Besides, I’ve got school to focus on now. No time for men.” Grabbing one of her boxes, the young woman balanced it on her hip while trying to get a good grip on it. “Maybe once I get my Doctrine and can understand how the male mind works I’ll start looking for a relationship. Until then, I’m pretty sure I can find some stuff to keep me occupied. You know, try to find a job, gossip with girlfriends, all that good stuff. If not, I can always come back home to visit for a weekend. Kaitlin and I can pick up our old habit of following you around and scaring off the girls you try to pick up.” Brianna teased, her tongue poking out past her lips at her brother with a childish giggle.

“Don’t do me any favors.” Her brother grunted, hefting up one of the larger boxes from the bed of the truck. “Come on, let’s get you moved in so I can get back home. Unlike you, I do have a life.”

“Drinking beer on Randy’s front porch and being obnoxious to every female that walks by should not be construed as a life, Ryan.” Brianna scoffed mockingly, her dark brown eyes brightening as she laughed quietly at the outraged look that crossed her brother’s face. “Oh, alright, let’s get this stuff upstairs so you can go hoot and holler drunkenly at Kara and Bethany. I swear, I’ll never understand what those two see in you and Randy, but whatever.”

Arms laden with boxes, the two siblings trekked through the dorm, Ryan checking out the few girls that were already there, and Brianna trying to memorize exactly where her dorm room was. A dozen boxes, and a half hour later, the two leaned against the side of Ryan’s truck, arms folded across their chest and eyes boring into the brick building in front of them.

“Well…you’re all set.” Her brother commented, eyes shifting to peek indirectly at Brianna.

“So it would seem. Guess that means you’re off the hook.” Flashing her brother an appreciative smile, the girl swung out, punching Ryan lightly on the shoulder. “Thanks for the help, big brother. I’d still be shuffling up and down the stairs if you hadn't tagged along.”

“That’s what older brothers are for.” Pushing off the side of the truck, Ryan stood directly in front of Brianna, towering over her by a half of a foot. His voice dropped to a whisper, despite the fact that they were completely alone on the curb. “Are you sure you want to stay? You can always drive back and forth for class, there’s really no need for you to be out on your own if it’s not what you really want.”

Lips twitching into a smirk, the woman’s face took on an expression of determination. “Yeah, I’m sure. I’m going to have to learn to live on my own at some point, might as well start now. Besides, it’s not like I’m completely alone. I’ll have a roommate at some point.” Giving the man in front of her a shove back, Brianna moved away from the truck, stepping up on the sidewalk in front of her dorm. “You should start heading home. If you leave now you’ll still have a few hours to gawk at girls and kill your brain cells with alcohol.” Head shifting to glance over her shoulder at her brother, the woman chuckled airily. “Stop worrying. I’m a big girl, Ry.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop nagging you. Just make sure you call if things start getting to you.” Ryan commanded, walking around the front of his truck to reach the driver’s side. Peering his head over the roof of the truck, the male called out. “Don’t forget, you have to be home this weekend. I’ll see ya then.”

Giving her brother a three fingered wave, she stood outside the door, watching her brother’s truck drive down the vacant street until it was no longer in view. Nothing left to keep her outside, the young woman headed back into the dorm to start unpacking.

[rawrrawrmeow]

Logan (Age 18) - Current

When she entered the room for the first time with her first load of boxes she would find someone else's belongings in the room, and those were Logan. He had moved in prior to her arrival and had taken the bottom bed on the two leveled bunk bed, he also took the top two drawers in the dresser on the other side of the room. On the desk on the wall the bed was on sat his back pack, claiming that one to be his. There was another desk on the other side of the room next to the dresser. One might say he took the 'best' options of the room. But so what, he got there first, early bird gets the worm, right? After he had moved in he left the room and wandered the halls of the dorm, searching for something even though he didn't exactly know what.

Logan actually grew up in the house across the street from Brianna in Hasefield, Pennsylvania. They had been friends from the time he moved there when he was 10, up until about a week before she moved away. Although there relationship was genuine, it was far from normal. Logan was a shy and reserved child, he moved a lot up until Hasefield, about twice per year, and never really had any friends. Some of it might have been the fact that before, when he was younger and too naive to know better, he would make friends, but then would move away soon after, leaving them from behind. He learned though, and by the time he was eight, he gave up. He didn't bother to make friends because he knew it wouldn't last, he knew he would just end up leaving them behind in a matter of months. That is why his relationship with Brianna was so strange.

She was energetic and hyper, he was not. She wanted to be his friend, he really didn't want to be hers. She was persistent and he finally gave in. The neighbors soon began friends and while Brianna became more energetic around him, he stayed the same shy kid. As the years passed, Logan became shyer and shyer, knowing that each passing day meant a day closer to moving, but that day never came. Their relationship was awkward, especially when Logan found out that Brianna liked him. He figured it out a few months before she moved and when he did, it made a lot of sense to him. She was always smiling at him, flirting with him, touching him. It made sense, Logan just didn't know how to deal with it. One day, he finally told her. He told her he had no interest in her, and she took it terribly. She slapped him, yelled at him, and ran away. That was his last interaction with her. He remembered walking back into his house, holding his reddened face after she had run back into hers. Logan didn't even know she was moving until he looked out his window and saw her car back out of the driveway and take off down the street. He wished she had said something to him about it, he wanted to apologize and part ways with her on a good note, but that just didn't happen.

Now, five years later their paths would cross again and although he had no idea, he was about to room with the girl that had the biggest crush on him for four years of his life.

The red head finally realized he was walking in circles and decided to head back to his room and spend some time on reddit before retiring for the night. He had a few days to get used to his new life before classes would start. It was Friday and he had until Monday. He had scheduled his classes a few months prior and although he wasn't sure of his major, the majority of his classes all had the same theme, they were all classes that one would take before specializing in a medical career. He knew he wanted to something in that field, just wasn't sure exactly what.

He walked up the stairs and made his way down the hall to 211. Using his key he unlocked the door and walked in. When he entered he saw a girl sitting in the chair by the desk next to the dresser. Her back was to him so he wasn't able to see her face. It was the first surprise to come to Logan tonight, he was rooming with a girl. Was this a mistake or was this a co-ed dorm. He didn't know but it didn't really bother him, as long as she didn't get into his business there wouldn't be any problems. Logan was still as shy as he was four years earlier and just wanted to be left alone. He made his way over to the desk and grabbed his laptop out of his backpack before he sat down on his bed, leaning against the wall, facing her.

He didn't bother to say anything. He figured if she wanted to, she could.

[Nydie]

Unpacking had been a pain in the ass, but Brianna managed it all the same, although secretly the girl wished her brother had stuck around to help out. Not that it mattered after a while. Once her clothes were hung up in her closet, her shoes lined up under her bed, and the rest of the essentials she had packed tucked neatly away, there was nothing left for her to do. Dropping down into the chair behind the desk, she pulled out her cell phone and began to text her friends. With over a dozen people to text, Brianna was oblivious to the male entering the room, only taking notice that he was there by the removal of the laptop that had been sitting on the desk.

Casting a quick glance over her shoulder, Brianna’s brows lifted in curiosity. There was a strange feeling of familiarity, but buzzing of her phone did not give her much time to think over it. Snatching the device off the desktop, she swiped her finger across the screen and moved the phone to her ear. “Yes, darling best friend of mine. Missing me already?” She answered cheerfully, a wide grin spreading over her face at the response she received. Deciding that she’d prefer to talk without other ears around, Brianna hopped to her feet and stepped out into the deserted hallway.

She started out in the hallway, but as always when she got to talking on the phone, Brianna soon found herself back inside her dorm room, sprawled out on her bed with her bare feet pressed against the wall. Although she kept her voice low, it was nearly impossible to keep herself from giggling continuously as she listened to her best friend ramble on about what she had missed over the past day. An hour and at least a dozen giggle fits later, Brianna ended the call, sighing softly to herself. Swinging her legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, the girl stared over at her roommate, only slightly surprised to find that he continued to look familiar to her.

“Sorry…I probably should have introduced myself earlier. I’m Brianna.” The girl flashed her roommate a quick smile which faltered almost instantly. “Sorry for staring, but you look awfully familiar. You’re not from Newton are you?” Brianna leaned forward, her hands settling on her knees to steady herself. “No…unless you went to private school. Have we met before?" Shaking her head, Brianna grinned widely, her eyes moving away from her roommate to the dorm room they would be sharing. "I guess we should probably figure out how to uh...manage things. I didn't think I'd be bunking with a guy, but I guess I probably should have expected it since it is a co-ed dorm."

[rawrrawrmeow]

Logan mindlessly browsed around on the internet as his roommate texted her friends and eventually took a phone call. He watched her as she stepped out of the room and once again as she reentered it. He tried his best not to eavesdrop because it wasn't right but it was kind of hard not too. She was loud and obnoxious, kind of like someone he used to knew. As he laid in his bed he couldn't help but feel like he had heard that voice before. He couldn't place it however so the thought was gone just as quickly as it had come. The red head itched his head and was about to slip his head phones in when she ended the call and introduced himself to her.

"Well... I think I might know you. Did you use to live in Hasefield Penn?" He asked. When she introduced herself, it clicked in his head. He connected the sound of her voice, her attitude, the fact that her name was Brianna, and when she said 'darling best friend of mine' (it was a saying he remembered her saying to her friends back in Hasfield) all together and realized she was the girl that lived across the street from him all those years ago. The girl who, he thought was in love with him. Who really knew though, they were young and arguably he was stupid.

Logan smiled and sat up when he realized it. It had been a while and he actually kind of missed her, at least until he forgot about her. He also remembered she never said good-bye to him when she left which had actually kind of got to him. Even though he didn't like her as much as she liked him, she was still his friend. And to get his face slapped and yelled at before she left really didn't sit well with him. It made him feel like it was his fault with what happened. And yes, one might be able to argue that it was, but to be fair, she didn't handle it very well.

[Nydie]

It clicked in Brianna’s mind almost instantly. ‘Red hair….Hansfield….fuck if I don’t have the worst luck. Of all the people I’d be stuck with, it had to be Logan.’ For a second, Brianna felt like that same fourteen year old girl who had just been rejected by her first crush, with a lump in her throat and her stomach twisted in knots. That second came and went quickly as she remembered the rejection and how Logan had plain out told her he didn’t like her. The lump disappeared and the knots turned into a burning heat as anger quickly replaced her sadness.

“I remember you now.” She replied tightly, unable to keep the anger from lacing her voice. Turning her head away, Brianna stared at the window to avoid looking at him. “It’s nice to see you again.” The words came out, but it was obvious that she didn’t mean it. Brianna actually felt nothing at all about seeing Logan again, at least not after her first moment of shock, and reflection of past emotions. Over the past five years she had rarely thought of him at all, not after she had moved, not when she started a brand new school, and certainly not when she had been accepted to college. The last thing she had ever considered was that they would be sharing a dorm room together.

‘It doesn’t matter, he’s old news. I’ve grown up and moved on to bigger and better things. He didn’t like me back then, I don’t doubt that’s changed, so there’s no point in caring now.’ She thought to herself, quickly rising from off her bed to rummage through her belongings just to have something to do. Five years was a long time to hold a grudge, and while Brianna didn’t quite feel the anger she had toward Logan before she had moved, she also wasn’t feeling very welcoming toward him either. ‘No reason we have to be friends with each other. I’ll stay out of his way, he’ll stay out of mine and we’ll deal with each other as little as possible.’

“Well then….” Brianna began, keeping her back turned toward Logan. “I guess there’s really no need to arrange things.” Snatching her phone up, she headed toward the door, stopping in front of it before pulling it open. “I’ll be out in the common room, so I won’t bother you.” Yanking the door open, it took everything that she had in her not to slam it shut, just to spite him. Breathing out a sigh of relief the moment she was out in the hallway, Brianna made her way to the empty common room, dropping heavily down on the vacant couch.

She didn’t remain alone for long. So busy texting her friends, Brianna blinked in surprise when her legs were lifted up off the couch and soon placed on the lap of a guy she had never seen before in her life. Looking over the top of her phone at him, she couldn’t keep from grinning at the mischievous smirk flashed back at her. She took a moment to scan over his face. ‘Dark grey eyes, dimples, brown curls, killer smile….did I really tell my brother I wasn’t interested in guys? I think I’m about to eat those words.’ Smiling coyly, Brianna curled her legs up, tucking them beneath her. “You could have asked me to move.” She commented jokingly.

“And miss the chance for making an impression? Hardly.” The boy flashed another of his dazzling, contagious smiles, which Brianna returned instantly. “I’m Travis, by the way. And you are? Nice legs by the way.”

Brianna rolled her eyes, laughing lightly. “I think you probably should have asked me my name before groping my legs…but it’s Brianna.”

From there the conversation continued for a good two hours, the two chatting away like they had been friends their entire lives. Brianna was thrilled to learn that they had a lot in common, even if they had gone to rival high schools. It wasn’t until she cast a glance at the time on her phone that Brianna sighed loudly, a deep frown falling over her face. “I should probably be going back to my room. My roommate isn’t exactly the friendly type. Chances are he’s already asleep.”

“Yes…wouldn’t want to upset the roomie first day. You’ll be dealing with him for the rest of the year.” Travis stated, quickly leaping up off the couch. Turning back to Brianna, he offered his hand to help her up, which she quickly took, rising to her feet beside him. “I’ll walk you to your room.”

The two walked back to the room Brianna shared with Logan, joking around in hushed whispers and covering up their laughter with their hands. When they finally reached the room, Brianna leaned against the wall, turning to face Travis. “It was really nice meeting you.” She said quietly as not to disturb Logan if he was asleep. “I was worried I might end up spending the year camping out in the common room with no one to talk to. Now I can just come pester you in your room.” She joked, her eyes brightening with laughter.

“My room could use brightening up. My roommate isn’t nearly as nice to look at. He needs to shave his back.” Travis joked back, another smirk tugging at his lips. “Any time you want to switch will be good. Our roommates could be miserable together.”

Settling her hand on the doorknob, Brianna chuckled softly. “We may have to look into that.” She said with a wink, a soft sigh following soon after. “I guess this is goodnight. See you tomorrow?” She inquired hopefully, her hand giving a quick twist of the door knob and pushing it open. She knew if she didn’t get in her room now, she’d be standing in the hallway all night.

“I’ll give you an early morning wakeup call….okay, maybe not that early.” Travis turned and began walking away, waving a hand up behind him. Grinning, Brianna watched until he disappeared from sight, and reluctantly entered her dorm room. Once inside she grabbed up a pair of shorts and a tee shirt to change into so that she could go to bed.

[rawrrawrmeow]

Logan sensed her anger almost immediately. He sighed and laid back in his bed, picked up his laptop and re-positioned it in his lap. He couldn't believe she was still mad at him. The red head almost confronted her about it but decided against it. It wouldn't be worth it and she would get really upset again. He would most likely end up getting slapped like he did four years ago. He also didn't feel like getting in a fight with her, it wouldn't be good for either of them, especially if they were to spend the next year together. He nodded and gave her a fake smile before focusing his attention on the screen in front of him, not really listening to what she was saying, even though he heard her.

"Yeah, yeah. Have fun, Bri." He said as she left. It was like they were young again, calling her 'Bri' like they were friends. It was kind of a habit, which was why it slipped out. Once she was gone he grabbed his gatorade out of his bag as well as his headphones and returned to his bed. He put them on, covering his ears and began listening to the new album from Macklemore. Logan spent the next couple of minutes trying to figure out how and why she still had a grudge but couldn't figure it out. He got bored trying to dissect her reasoning so he began to browse Reddit again.

It was like a blink of an eye later and he noticed the door open and Brianna walk in. He would have been able to hear their hushed words as the spoke in the hall if it weren't for his headphones. The room was dark but she would have been able to see his eyes looking over at her due to his face being illuminated from the laptop screen. His red hair shone in the dark, giving the dull room a little color.

During the two hours he spent alone he did some thinking. He thought about how he should act towards Brianna. If he should be mean and rude back, kind of like she had been to him ever since he told her he didn't like her. Or if he should be nice and try to mend their relationship. The red head decided that he would try the latter. The next year would suck if they hated each other.

"Hey." He said softly. "How was your night?" Logan asked as he removed his headphones from his head, a polite gesture.

[Nydie]

Brianna’s mood had improved since meeting Travis; knowing she had someone to goof around with and talk to whenever she wanted had cheered her up tremendously. The light flirting exchanged between the two hadn’t hurt either, if anything it was the little ego boost that she needed to forget about her earlier sadness. Her intentions had been to ignore her roommate and go to bed, since she was destined to spend half the night tossing and turning, but apparently Logan decided that he wanted to chat now. “It was fine.” She said quietly, folding up her clothes in order to avoid looking at him. “I met someone….he’s supposed to stop by in the morning, so if you hear someone knocking that will probably be him.”

Gathering up her clothes, Brianna headed back to the door, this time with the intent of going to the bathroom to change. There was still some lingering tension on her part toward her roommate, but she was determined not to let it get to her. “I’m going to go change and get ready for bed.” She stated, but kept her face to the door. “You can make as much noise as you want, I can sleep through pretty much everything, and I seriously doubt I’ll be able to sleep much tonight anyway.” Yanking the door open, she stepped out into the hallway and closed it silently behind her.

The girl sighed softly to herself, remembering that once upon a time she would have been thrilled to have Logan talking to her, but that time had passed, and now trying to converse with him felt more like a burden. ‘Funny how five years changes perspectives.’ She mused to herself, a light chuckle following the thought. ‘Ah well, life goes on.’

Inside one of the bathroom stalls, Brianna stripped out of her jeans and tee-shirt and threw on her shorts and a new tee-shirt, mentally chastising herself for forgetting to grab her tooth brush and tooth paste in her haste to get out the door. Gathering up her dirty clothes, she padded back to her dorm room, her head cocked to listen in to the rest of the floor. There were no other sounds, which meant she was stuck all alone on the same floor and in the same room as Logan; the thought was not very pleasant. ‘Next year I’m signing up for an all-girl dorm…although I wouldn’t have met Travis if I hadn’t signed up for a co-ed dorm.’ Finding the bright side of things, Brianna reentered her dorm room, in better spirits than she had left.

Dropping her clothes into her laundry bag, Brianna moved to her dresser to retrieve her brush, quickly running it through her hair before returning it back to its place. Finished with what little she could do for the night, Brianna turned and smiled faintly over at Logan. “Well, good night.” She said quietly, climbing onto her bed and laying down on it. Turning to face the wall, she hugged her pillow to her chest and tried to fall asleep.

[rawrrawrmeow]

The red head smiled and gave her a small nod. Truthfully he didn't care about her night but he asked just to be polite. Logan could feel her tension as she spoke to him. She was reserved and tense and it was obvious. He sighed and while she was gone he thought about going to talk to someone in the morning about switching rooms. He knew she hated him and although he knew why, he didn't get it. Logan also got up and grabbed his CD case from his backpack while she was gone. He shuffled through the pages of CDs searching for one in particular. When she returned he would be in the corner of the room digging through his backpack. He gave her another small smile and nod as she went to brush her hair. Logan walked back to his bed and flopped down on it as he cast a glance over her way.

"Um, if you want, I was about to watch a movie on my laptop, Flight, actually, and uhh... if you wanted, I brought my projector and I can put it up on the wall if you wanted to watch. Not sure why you won't be able to sleep but might as well watch a movie instead of toss and turn in your bed, right?" He asked. He didn't know why he did actually. He was pretty sure she would reject him but he offered regardless.

He waited for her to answer and if she said yes, for whatever reason, he would get back up and grab his projector from his backpack. He would then set it up, placing it on the ledge by the window so it faced the wall with the door. He then plugged his computer into it and turned the projector on. A few minutes later he would have it set up so the picture displayed on the wall. If she said no he would have put his head phones back on and began watching the movie in his bed. Either way he was going to get to watch the movie just like he wanted, the only change would be if she was watching it or not.

As he laid in his bed either watching the movie on his laptop or on the wall, he looked over and Brianna as she laid in her bed and thought about her. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at her. He knew he caused her a lot of pain in the passed and even now in the present and he was sorry about that, but it really wasn't his fault. He couldn't help if he didn't like her back then. How did he feel about her now though? It was a question that made him think. It had been a while since he even had thought about her. Did he actually like her now, four years later when they were grown up. He sighed, he didn't know. He wondered how she would react if he told her. Would she reject him? Probably.

[Nydie]

Brianna rejected the movie, preferring to spend her time trying to fall asleep. Sleep was not about to come easy for her; strange bed, strange place, and the boy who broke her heart only a few feet away. Against her wishes, her brain decided to replay nearly every single memory she had of her life in Pennsylvania; the good, the bad, and everything in between. Within a half hour, she was ready to bang her head against the wall to knock herself out, but even that would not have helped much, she had a pretty thick skull.


Rolling onto her other side, Brianna faced Logan, squinting in the darkness to actually make out his features. He had changed a bit in the past five years, and it was actually pretty weird to see him, especially since she hadn’t given him too much thought since her move to South Carolina. After her move she had been far too busy making new friends, getting adjusted to her new school, and actually enjoying her life to give Logan any thought. Even after she had settled into her new home, she hadn’t really thought about him. There were too many people in her life to think of someone who wanted nothing to do with her. The funny thing is, of all the people she had met, Logan was the only one who had ever felt the need to tell her there was something wrong with her, everyone else thought she was fine, a little hyper at times, but she had eventually learned how to put her hyperness into good use. As a kid she’d help the neighbors with chores, and when she got older she eventually started doing things for herself.

Now she was considered an adult, and while she wasn’t as hyper as she was as a kid, she still tended to get carried away a bit, usually when she was around people she liked. She really couldn’t help it, she was the type of person who liked to focus on the good in life and remain positive. Some people thought she might be a bit overly cheerful, but no one had ever found fault with it. Now, however, she was stuck with the one person in the world who had a problem with the way she was, the only person whose opinion at one point in her life had mattered. Did his opinion matter now? Not so much, at least she tried to convince herself. She would have at least like to be friends with him, but she didn’t know if that was even possible. Still, she knew she should at least make an attempt.

“Hey, Logan?” She called out quietly, trying not to disrupt his movie. “Um…I’m sorry about earlier. I guess it was just the shock of seeing you again after such a long time.” Letting out an inaudible sigh, she pressed on. “It is good to see you, and I’ll try not to disturb you too much.” Running a hand through her hair, she sat up, swinging her legs over the side of her bed. She tried to think of something else to say, but nothing would come to her. For the first time in her life Brianna didn’t have anything to say.

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Logan heard something that wasn't a sound from the movie he was watching and saw her stir out of the corner of his eye. He slid the headphone off of his ear and paused his movie, turning his head towards her. He nodded at her and waited for her to keep going, but she was silent. He thought about what to say. If he should tell her he was going to move out of the room in the morning or if he should tell her that he might have feelings for her. The red head sighed and set his laptop down on the bed. He turned and placed his feet on the floor and looked up at her.

"Its ok. I know you don't like me. You don't have to hide it. That is why I am going to go switch rooms tomorrow morning. We won't have to deal with each other." He said softly. Logan looked down at the floor and placed his hands together where he twiddled his thumbs back and forth, something he did when he was bored and nervous. He didn't even know why he was nervous, maybe it was because she was talking to him. Why did he feel this way? He sighed again. Truthfully, he had never felt this way before so it was very new to him.

If one were to compare him today, from him four years ago, he would be almost identically the same. His attitude, how he looked, even little things like the sound of his voice. Logan it seemed never fully went through puberty. Stuff like hair on his legs and arms never came, although his voice deepened a little bit it didn't deepen as much as some other voices had. These may be seen as good things or bad things but nevertheless, she would be able to tell that he was practically the same.