21. Catching Feelings

Daniel

It's been a few days since Logan stayed the night. Everything should be back to normal, except it's not. That kiss keeps popping up in my head, and I see his smile and flushed face, which irritates me!

I may be irritated at myself for letting him get under my skin. I am supposed to be careful about my emotions, but here I am, thinking about that jerk. It can't be helped, I guess.

Angrily, I keep molding the clay in my hands. This is one of my favorite classes because creating things with my hands relaxes me. But because of the whole thing with Logan, I can't even enjoy this!

The art teacher looks out from her desk, and I have to make my sculpture good to save my grade. The problem? It's starting to look strangely like—Logan's face!

No, no, no, this can't be happening!

I shriek and drop the clay on the floor as if it burnt me. People turn their heads, and I hyperventilate, staring at the clay by my feet. My cheeks are burning. Why did I sculpt Logan's face?! What is wrong with m