logan: do i pretend like i know what i'm talking about.. or just start signing and maybe she will understand...

logan was at one of those parties with his brother, it’s not that he didn’t want to go, he did, but sometimes it was annoying being around so many people. he was holding on to the cup in his hand before watching the person flipping the cups. he didn’t hear her at all so he just smiled, “nice party trick...” he laughed before moving over to the table, polishing off his drink before flipping it over to land on the rim of it, “it’s more like that though.”

“uhh, pretty sure if elle woods can get into harvard law, maybe you can too, right??? i like that movie actually it’s really good.”

Logan usually came to the park after leaving the library it was a good place to got for a run as well as just relax for a while after. He came there because it was the one place where you could see things, and now hearing wasn’t important. Sometimes it was stressful being mostly deaf, at least for Logan it was when he grew up being able to hear, it’s been quite the adjustment. Turning the corner he was checking the time on his watch when he ran into someone. “Fuck,” he said looking down to the drink spill and he looked up at the boy, smiling a little, “It’s okay, I wasn’t even looking dude.” Looking around he said, “You can walk with me and we can go get another?”

awee, well, thanks, i appreciate that for sure. my name’s logan. you live herelong?

“hmmm, sometimes. and by sometimes i mean you don’t always throw out your shit from dinner! but it’s okay, i don’t mind the leftovers,” he smiled at jarel, someone that always raelly understood him, “yeah, pretty much. unless you are some freak i guess. do you want kids at some point?”

oh shit, you have curly hair?? i didn’t even know that. damn, i miss playing sports, ever since my accident i can’t really play many contact sports and shit.

“i guess that’s true, i’ve never really thought of it that way before.well maybe you should try it! we could dye our hair together or something like that.”

“oh damn, you’re lucky that nothing happen to your hair! because i’m sure that it can’t be that good for it. oh, sorry. sometimes i feel people are trying to since i can’t really hear that well and stuff.”

“did that make sense?? i don’t even know if it did. so, whatever,” he said with a slight roll of his eyes, sighing as he played with a few pebbles and tossed them across the street. it would be easy to say that logan had a lot on his mind, so being with his brother did help.  “i don’t even know, probably that one time we were tryna sell at that college frat house and everything went to shit and go busted. we climbed out the window and i fuckin’ busted my ankle.” logan took the box and pulled out one of the rolled joint, trying not to laugh, “terrible fuckin’ roll, noah, c’mon i thought i taught you better.” he sparked it up before taking a long few drags, then handing it over to his brother, “yanno, one of these days we gotta go see pops, you know that right?”

“i’m gunna do what i want because i feel you two are fuckin’ attached at the hip these days, where is there room for me and lex, huh??” he was only joking with his friend, laughing as they started to roughhouse with each other again. she wrapped his arms around adonis’ waist, lifting him a little off the ground before groaning at his knuckles on his head. “fucker, stop! messing up my hair! ima box with whoever i want.” he pushed him off with a huff, chuckling as he said, “that’s because when you call me i answer with my left ear, that way your voice can’t really annoy me!”

“aight cool, no one said you had to be all bitter and shit to me. past is the past sweetheart, get over it.”

“yeah see, i’m telling you, we make really bad decisions. don’t let me cut my hair again, and i’ll stop you. even though your hair short doesn’t even look bad. why are you tired?”

“it’s cool, don’t worry about it, more people forget anyways, which i’m pretty much okay with.” there was a little laugh when she realized what she said, but logan wasn’t offended at all, “i did lavender once, that was pretty cool, you think it’d look good blonde? i don’t know about that.”

“wow, talk about getting your money’s worth though! haha, kidding, you’re hot as hell. i mean, if i did coke i’d probably ask the same thing. well, not as openly rude about it tho. anyways, lipstick looks great. i’m logan, by the way.”

“i got the best cure for that shit. what you do is get aloe but then put in in the fridge for a few hours?? it’s even cooler and it takes the burn away for a few hours longer than usual!