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Bikini Beach: Denial By: Light Clark Synopsis: Logan Holt considered himself not just God's gift to women, but God's gift to the world until a trip to Bikini Beach gives him unwanted insight into who he really is. Will he be able to learn from the experience or will he sink into the depths of denial? "Jeez, look at all the babes!" Jayce Miller shouted as he caught glimpse of the line to get into the water park. "They don't call this place Bikini Beach for nothing. Hot damn." "No kidding," Evan Kent agreed, scoping out the potential targets as well. "And I was worried there'd just be a bunch of little kids and old ladies." Logan Holt, the driver of the car, also took a glance at the line, but it was a brief one, just enough to confirm that there were plenty of high school aged girls in line. "Clearly that won't be a problem," he noted while maneuvering the car into a parking spot. Once the car was stopped, the three boys grabbed their things and started toward the ticket counter. They moved with the confidence of people that knew they were at the top of the totem pole. They were going to be seniors in the fall, which for many would be enough to give confidence, but they were the cream of the crop of them as well. Jayce was the starting quarterback as well as tall, good-looking, and endearing in a cocky boyish sorta way. Evan was the trio's artist, lankier with longer hair and his own garage band in which he naturally played guitar. Rounding out the group, Logan was the pretty boy with an outstanding well-muscled physique, thick blonde hair, and features that were a couple years from looking like they belonged on the cover of a romance novel or magazine. They had every confidence in their ability to rule wherever they decided to hang out, even a park full of beautiful girls. As the trio made it to the line, Jayce and Evan were still scoping out their options, pointing out potential targets they intended to look once they got into the park. Logan on the other hand just stood in his spot with a relaxed posture. His attention was focused on his arm, wondering if the line would take too long and whether he was doing enough tricep work during his lifting sessions. "Holy shit!" Jayce suddenly gasped. "It's the queer!" "What's he doing here?" Evan questioned hostilely. Logan looked up from his musings to follow his friends' gazes. Sure enough, a little way down the line he spotted Ryan Lane, their school's resident homosexual. He certainly looked the part, too, with his refined features, bespectacled piercing gray eyes, and foppishly over styled dark brown hair. He seemed more like he was getting ready to model three piece suits than about to go play around at a water park. It was kind of a shame. If he wasn't into men, he and Logan would probably still be friends. He was, though, and as Logan's dad had always told him, there was nothing worse than being a faggot. "Probably plans to spend the whole time leering at guys," Jayce noted logically. Evan shuddered at the thought. "Fucking gross. He better not look at us." "If he does, we'll just teach him not to," Jayce replied, his tone making it clear that any lesson they taught would not be fun for Ryan. "Still ... it's just fucking creepy having him here," Evan muttered not convinced. "No kidding," Logan agreed. "We should just get rid of him." Jayce nodded along with the sentiment, as he watched Ryan get his ticket from the booth and head over to the doors.. "Well, we can't do anything about it till we get inside, but if we find him in there, we'll give him a reason to leave. Then we won't have to worry about him." "And we'll be able to enjoy the chicks in peace," Evan added, leering at the ass of a girl a couple places in front of him. Back onto the topic of girls, the trio spent another couple minutes scoping out the girls in line before their turn at the ticket counter finally came. "One ..." Jayce said with a smile as they made it to the ticket counter. "... adult," he added as he checked out the girl that was working - specifically her chest. The girl behind the counter was a few years older than the boys and apparently named Anya, judging by the name tag Logan noticed that she was wearing. "So, I see," Anya replied in a tone that sounded friendly but perhaps a little patronizing. "And how long do you want the pass to be for?" The question got a look of confusion from the three boys. "We don't sell tickets here, but passes," Anya explained. "They range from a single day to lifetime." "Oh, just a day," Jayce answered. The price the girl quoted for the pass seemed a little steep, but none of the boys were gonna complain about paying a little extra for the view. "Here you go," Anya said pleasantly after she printed out a pass and handed it to Jayce. "Just swipe it at the gate and please make sure to shower in the locker rooms before entering the park proper." "Sure thing, babe," Jacye assured her as he stepped out of the way to let Evan up. The little exchange of flirting and money replayed itself quickly before Evan too had a pass in hand. After that, it was Logan's turn, and he stepped up to the counter. "Another day pass, please," he requested politely, handing over the money he readied while his friends were chatting up the ticket girl. Anya took the money and started up the little pass printing machine again, but rather than it quickly popping out a newly made pass, it sputtered and whined as gears inside it apparently ground together. "Crap!" the girl cursed, wincing at the grating sound. "Sorry! Just give me a moment to get one of the other printers up and running." "Sure thing," Logan responded amicably, even though he was perturbed by the delay. It wasn't like getting angry would make the mechanical failure go away, though. It would just spoil his carefully practiced nonchalance and make him look like an asshole. That, he considered unacceptable. With an apologetic bow of her head, Anya turned to fiddle with the secondary printer. "It'll just take a little bit to warm up." Jayce rolled his eyes impatiently at the news. "We'll meet you inside, Logan. Alright?" "Yeah, go ahead. I'll catch up," Logan told him. Tapping Evan on the shoulder, Jayce and the other boy turned and hurried off toward the gate, eager to get in amongst the bikini clad girls. Watching them go made Logan more than just a little annoyed about the malfunction that had forced him to wait. Turning back to the counter, he tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the printer to warm up, but that was as much as he would let his frustration show. "Ah, foma;;u," Anya declared after a couple minutes, right before pressing a few buttons. A moment later, she handed Logan a nice, warm, freshly-printed pass. "There ya go, and sorry again about the wait." "Yeah, whatever," Logan muttered dismissively as he turned to jog to the gate. After a quick swipe of the pass he was in. Directly inside the gate were two buildings. The first was much larger than the second and was labeled the girls locker room. The other much smaller building was the boys locker room. As he jogged over to the boys' one, he glanced between the two trying to figure out what was going on with the size difference. There had been a lot more girls than boys out in line, but, now that he'd thought about it, it seemed strange that more boys didn't try to come to a place like this. In the end, though, he just shrugged and went inside, dismissing the oddity as a quirk of the park's clientele. The interior of the locker room was rather mundane, just a few rows of lockers on one side and showers on the other. There was also notably no sign of either Evan or Jayce. "Guess they were in a hurry," Logan commented as he went over to one of the lockers and pulled it open. Tugging off his t-shirt, Logan chucked it into the locker before taking a moment to stretch and loosen up. Once he was done with that, he tossed his wallet, towel, and other things in the locker as well and turned toward the showers. As he did, his reflection in the mirror on the exit door caught his eye. "Well, I am already way behind them, anyway," Logan mused before turning from the showers to head over to the mirror. Standing in front of the mirror, Logan went through a few quick poses, some casual and some more showy to check his look. Nothing seemed out of place from his impressive, especially for a seventeen year old, musculature to the way the slightly snug blue trunks he wore highlighted his clearly considerable package. Add to that his handsome features, thick blonde hair, and ice blue eyes and there was very little for him to complain about. "Even Adonis himself would be jealous," Logan told his reflection vainly before finally turning from the mirror to go shower. Even then, he couldn't resist the urge to glance back and make sure his butt looked good too - it did. "I knew those extra squats would do the trick." Making sure not to get his hair wet, Logan flipped on one of the showers and let the water wash over him. "Wow, actually warm," Logan noted in surprise as the water hit him at just the right temperature. Enjoying the soothing feel of the spray on his skin, Logan just closed his eyes and let it cascade over him, all the while thinking about how he should really ask them how they managed showers this nice in a public locker room. The school showers could clearly use an upgrade. After a couple minutes, Logan turned the shower off and started toward the exit, feeling faintly disappointed as the water stopped. He didn't let the annoying emotion stick, though. After all, if the showers were this good, he figured the rest of the park had to be even better. That thought had him, finally, starting to feel excited to be at the park. Focused on what the rest of the park would be like, Logan didn't notice the nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right which tugged at the edges of his thoughts. As he turned the corner to the door, Logan looked up, prepared to check his reflection in the mirror one last time before he presented himself to the masses. After all, he'd only checked how he'd looked dry not wet, and this was a water park, so he was bound to get wet. What awaited him around the corner, though stopped him in his tracks and stole the confident smirk from his face. Across the way stood a beautiful girl with long platinum blonde hair that was pulled up in a ponytail and ice blue eyes. A tiny, blue, bikini bottom clung to shapely hips while displaying plenty of her long toned legs and trim taut belly. There was no top covering the girl's athletic frame, leaving the perky and more-than-ample mounds that resided there completely bare. He could even see her nipples, which were slightly hard in the cool air of the locker room. What was conspicuously absent from the mirror that Logan knew was in front him, though, was his own reflection. Eyes and hands went in opposite direction only to meet in the middle as Logan clutched and stared at the pair of boobs that definitely shouldn't - couldn't - be on his chest. Even as his fingers sank into the soft flesh, his mind refused to believe the sensation. No matter how much he shook his head in disbelief, though, his squishy new assets didn't flatten back out to his hard muscular pecs. "Try not to freak out. They're only temporary," a familiar female voice remarked. Logan managed to lift his gaze from his impossible boobs to find the girl from the ticket counter standing in front of him. She had a bikini top in one outstretched hand - blue and stringy just like the bottom that was currently resting on Logan's hips. "B-But ... how?" was the best the usually suave Logan managed to stammer out in that moment. It was his first opportunity to hear his new voice, notably higher than his male one, and while clearly female, there was a slight boyish quality to it. "Magic of course," Anya explained. "The park is only for women, a haven away from men, but rather than refuse men entrance, we just require that they be women while in attendance. Now please, take the top. My mother doesn't allow topless sunbathing here" "S-So I'll turn back when I leave?" Logan asked with a mix of uncertainty and hope while absently taking the top. He didn't bother to put it on, just clutched it to his chest to cover the unwelcome breasts from sight, or partially from sight, anyway. Anya shook her head. "Not exactly. You'll turn back after your pass expires which will be late tonight. In the meantime, I highly suggest you enjoy the park and the new experience. I assure you that it's much nicer than the showers, and you might just learn something, too." Panic starting to subside now that he knew he would change back, Logan gave the girl a tentative nod. After that, he looked down at the little scrap of cloth and string clutched in his small girlish hand. "Uhm ... how do I put this on?" "Just give it a try, but don't think about it too much," Anya instructed. Looking more than a little skeptical, Logan tried to somehow not think about the task he was currently trying to perform. At first, it felt a little awkward as he tried to get into the top, but it started to go more smoothly as he relaxed. Soon, his new breasts were nestled in the revealing and not exactly supportive bikini top. "Wow ... I actually did it," Logan mumbled, truly surprised by that fact. "I thought it would be harder." "It probably would be, if not for the fact that there are some training wheels built into the magic that changed you to help make being a girl a little easier," Anya illuminated. "They'll help you with stuff like clothes and makeup as well as make sure you don't mess things up. For instance, tell me your name." "Lana," Logan - Lana answered, before frowning in consternation. "I mean Lana. Huh ... that's creepy." "We wouldn't want you accidently telling someone a boy's name, especially since the magic will make it so no one remembers anyone but Lana," Anya noted. "Anyway, that's about all the time we have for the intro course. You're already late." Lana gave Anya a confused look. "Late for what?" "You were supposed to meet someone at the River Landing Restaurant oh ... ten minutes ago," Anya informed her. "What?" Lana questioned. "Do you mean Jayce and Evan? Wait ... are they girls too now?" "Yes, they are girls, but no, they aren't who you're meeting," Anya answered. That answer received a confused look from Lana. "I don't understand. I'm not-" "Logan isn't, but Lana is," Anya answered. "Now, you'd better get a move on before they start worrying about you - or think that you stood them up." Lana was about to try protesting again but Anya just pointed toward the exit. "That way. Hurry up." Feeling the finality of that order, Lana's shoulders slumped as she nodded shyly in agreement. Feeling awkward and nervous, Lana stepped past Anya to get to the door. Once she had, she pulled it open and walked straight out, where sunlight and the park proper waited for her. Outside of the locker room, there were a few people milling around mostly over by the exit from the women's locker room. A few glanced over Lana's way, causing the newly minted girl to wrap her arms around herself modestly out of fear that they could tell what had happened to her. "So much for just having some fun with the guys," Lana muttered as she started off in search of the restaurant that she was supposed to meet someone at. She got all of a step before she froze and winced. "I never found out who I'm supposed to meet ..." Letting out a weary sigh, Lana just started forward again. There was no way she was going back to the locker room to ask Anya after the curt way that she'd been dismissed. Being a girl wasn't ideal, but if magic could turn her into that, it could turn her into other things, and she didn't want to find out what they might turn her into if she caused trouble. Walking through the park was an odd experience for Lana. Normally, she strutted her stuff around girls, happy to show off what they were happy to look at. Now, though, she glanced around nervously, afraid of attention rather than desiring it. Adding to that fear was how awkward it felt to Lana just to move in her new body. Her expanded chest was both heavy and bouncy, and the top she wore helped very little with either aspect, leaving them to bob and jiggle around in a way that was hard to ignore. Lifting her crossed arms up to support them helped a little with the motion but it made her feel even more awkward. At the same time as Lana's top was causing problems, so too did her bottom. Having her legs completely bare in public was a new experience for her, making her feel like she was walking around in her underwear. Furthermore, her hips seemed every bit as intent on moving around as her breasts were, swaying noticeably with every step. "God, I feel like I'm gonna get sick from all this movement," Lana complained under her breath. "Why does it feel so damned awkward, anyway? Didn't she say that there were supposed to be training wheels? Pfft, yeah right!" she huffed angrily. That anger lasted another couple of fuming moments before she remembered something else the girl had told her, namely that she wasn't supposed to think about things too much. "So I just have to not think about how awkward this is somehow?" Lana mused, unsure of exactly how she should go about that. "Maybe if I just need to try to do it as normally as possible?" Thinking that idea was worth a try, Lana stopped, let her hands fall to her sides, and took a couple breaths to try to settle her mind and forget about how she looked. She might be a girl at the moment, but that didn't mean she wasn't the same person upstairs. All she had to do was act like it. The next step Lana took was very different from the steps preceding it as well as from any step that she'd ever taken as Logan. Logan's idea of a strut had a confident ease to it. It was a well practiced movement designed to make it look like he didn't care if anyone was looking at him while simultaneously showing off everything he had worth looking at. Lana's idea of a strut, and strutting was definitely what she was doing, was far more overt. Her steps were every bit as confident and practiced, but also exaggerated, meant to enhances the various sways and bounces of her form rather than than mitigate them like she'd been attempting. It practically screamed 'I want you to look at me', too. People definitely listened to the walk. Even with only girls around, Lana got a lot of attention. Some of the looks were appreciative, others annoyed, and some practically seething with jealousy. Seeing the familiar looks, except swapped a bit for the gender of the crowd, caused Lana to smirk confidently. "I can work with this." Starting to have a little fun with things, Lana continued on her way. No longer worried about others looking at her freed her to look at people as she walked, specifically at anyone she saw around her age. Whenever she found one, she checked them out, not even bothering to try to hide it like she would have as a guy. Many were as scantily clad as she was and had bodies that were well worth a second look. The first look Lana used to see if they were cute or interesting or sexy or any other type of appealing. The second look was used to see if they could compete with her - almost no one could. Even if few could compete, she'd never been nearly as interested in girl watching as she was at that moment. "No, surprise really. It's not like anyone competed with me before either," Lana noted smugly as she strode haughtily passed one girl after another. The parade of arrogance came to an abrupt halt as Lana spotted a sign for the River Landing Restaurant. A short walk past it, she came across the actual restaurant, and more specifically the crowd of tables almost all of which were occupied for lunch time. "Ugh ... I really should've gone back to ask," Lana groaned at the sight, coming to a stop. "How am I supposed to figure out who I'm meeting in all these people?" As she complained, she glanced around uncertainly, trying to see if anyone looked familiar. "There you are!" an annoyed female voice huffed from behind Lana. "What? Did you get lost in the mirror again?" Turning toward the voice, Lana was met with a pretty brunette a few inches shorter than her. Lana was definitely shorter than before, somewhere around five-ten now instead of six-two, so this girl was a little taller than average. She wasn't particularly curvy either, with slim hips and small perky breasts contained in a fairly conservative black bikini. The slightness of her build didn't detract from her appeal, though, especially when combined with her beautiful, serious features, piercing gray eyes, and silky dark brown hair. "Well it's easy to do when you look this good," Lana replied smoothly, letting whatever felt natural come out. As she spoke she cocked a hip to the side and rested a hand on it to emphasize her figure. Even as she responded, Lana's mind provided a name for the girl in front of her - Ruby. She didn't look like anyone Logan had known, though, so she guessed that magic was involved in giving her that information. However it was learned, she was certain that this was who she was supposed to meet, and looking at the girl, Lana had no objections to that. Ruby giggled at Lana's claim. "You'd better be careful or they're gonna rename Narcissism to Lanaism." Lana hummed thoughtfully. "Hmm ... you know I kinda like the idea of having something named after me." That sentiment elicited an eye roll from Ruby. "Only you would be vain about being the most vain." "Anyone that looks good cares about it. I'm just more honest about it than most," Lana replied. Ruby quirked her head to the side as she considered that oddly well thought out reasoning. "Huh ... I never really thought about it, but I guess you're probably right," she agreed. "Anyway, what should we do first? One of the slides?" Folding her arms thoughtfully, Lana considered that suggestion. She hadn't really thought about what she'd do after she found the person that she was supposed to meet. It seemed rather obvious to her now, though, that she'd then be expected to actually hang out with the person afterwards. That prospect didn't bother her any, Ruby seemed cute and fun, but the idea of a water slide didn't seem all that appealing. In fact, none of the various water attractions she'd seen on the way to the restaurant seemed all that appealing, certainly not when compared to the girls that she'd seen at them. She could hardly tell Ruby that she wanted to just lounge around and look at girls, though. "Whatever you want is fine with me," Lana finally said, deciding that it probably didn't matter much to her where they went. "Really? You're not gonna complain about what chlorine does to your hair or about how you don't want tan lines or something?" Ruby questioned in surprise. The question was just as much of a surprise to Lana as her answer had been to Ruby. The blonde had been a little worried about the chlorine as a guy, but she'd just bought some special shampoo for it, and certainly she hadn't been worried about getting a tan. That had actually been one of the big selling points of coming, that and the chance to show off. Then again, as Lana, she seemed to already have a really nice, even tan which she knew from the locker room mirror didn't have any lines in it - at least not on top. "I agreed to come, didn't I?" Lana answered nonchalantly, since she didn't see any reason to object. "Yeah, but I half expected you to want to just find an umbrella chair and lay there all afternoon," Ruby replied. Lana shrugged, pretending that Ruby hadn't guessed exactly what she wanted to do with the day. "If you'd like to do that, I wouldn't mind." "Nope! If I get to pick we're going to have some actual fun, damn it!" Ruby declared before reaching out to grab Lana's hand. "Come on!" Giggling, Lana just let the smaller girl tug her along not really all that upset with the turn of events. A little fun wouldn't hurt. Besides, that Anya girl had told her to enjoy the park and the experience, and she didn't want to risk disobeying any of that girl's orders. It wasn't long before Ruby had gotten them into a line for one of the attractions. It was one of the park's many water slides - a rather daring one named Otter's Run Body Slide. It had a huge steep drop followed by a couple of sizable humps before finally dropping whoever rode down it into the pool below. "Not for the faint of heart, huh?" Lana read off the little sign for the slide. As she did, she glanced over at Ruby who was visibly shaking and not out of excitement. "You sure you wanna do this one?" "Yeah," Ruby answered less than confidently while rapidly nodding her head. Shrugging, Lana turned to watch the line move forward. There weren't that many people there, so it wouldn't be long before it was their turn. Ruby's anxiety seemed to only grow with every step forward they took, though. Casually, she rested a hand gently on the shorter girl's shoulder. "Mind if I go first?" "Huh? Why?" Ruby asked. "So I can watch as you get dunked in the water, of course," Lana answered, grinning at the prospect. "I'm sure it'll be hilarious." Ruby glared at the taller girl. "Well too bad, because I'm going down first!" "Aw, come on!" Lana whined plaintively. Ruby folded her arms stubbornly across her chest. "Nope! I'm going first and that's that!" Lana sighed in disappointment as their turn to go came. "Fine, go ahead," she conceded waving for Ruby to go first. "Now, I'll get to see you get dunked," Ruby remarked teasingly just before the attendant gave her the go ahead and she jumped down the slide. A moment later Lana could hear the girl screaming, causing her to chuckle in amusement. Soon the screams faded away, followed by it being her turn to go down the slide. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, Lana jumped onto the slide and started down. Like Ruby, Lana screamed, but her scream was one of exhilaration as the wind rushed past her. The sound turned into a startled warble as the lurch of hitting the bumps shook her. Then, just as suddenly as the ride had begun it was over, dunking Lana abruptly into the pool below. A moment later, Lana broke the surface again to tread water below the slide. "Whew! What a ride!" From the edge of the pool came Ruby's giggles. "I think you might've lost something along the way." Confused, Lana looked down to see her breasts partially shielded by the water but otherwise bare. "So I have," she remarked casually as she glanced around for her top. Finding it floating a short distance away, she swam over to it to grab it before swimming over to the edge where Ruby sat and pulling herself out to sit next to her. "You enjoy it too?" "Yeah," Ruby said with a nod. Meanwhile, her eyes were glued to Lana's still bare chest and her cheeks had turned a rather rosy hue. "Uhm ... are you gonna put that on again anytime soon?" Lana shrugged, causing her wet breasts to jiggle slightly. "Maybe. It's not like there's any hurry." "Yeah, since obviously your shame is long gone," Ruby retorted. "Shame?" Lana asked looking down at her chest. She wasn't sure if it was the guy in her or what, but being topless didn't bother her much. In fact, she felt kinda proud of it. "What do I have to be ashamed of?" Ruby slapped a hand against her forehead. "Ugh ... just put the top on already." "Fine, fine," Lana conceded, slipping the top back on and adjusting it to fit. "So ... what's next?" *********************************************** *********************************************** "This thing just doesn't want to stay on," Lana commented as she fished her top out of the water after yet another of the various water slides she and Ruby had tried had stripped it from her. "I think you're doing it on purpose," Ruby remarked accusingly. "After all, mine manages to stay on just fine." Swimming over, Lana pulled herself out of the water to sit next to the brunette while she put her top back on. "Hey, just because I don't mind it, doesn't mean I'm trying!" Ruby waved a hand dismissively at the other girl. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. You could just cross your arms over it when you go down like a normal girl." Lana blinked a couple of times in surprise at the suggestion. She hadn't even thought of doing that. It made her wonder if the training wheels just didn't include that skill or if maybe Lana just wasn't the kind of girl that bothered with trying to keep her top on. "Maybe I'll try that next time." "Uh huh, sure you will," Ruby replied in a tone that made it clear that she didn't believe a word of it. "Anyway, it'll have to wait 'til after we get something to eat. I'm hungry." "Food does sound pretty good," Lana agreed, rubbing a hand on her tummy. "I left my ... money in the locker room, though." "So did I," Ruby told her. "We'll just go grab it, unless you'd rather go out somewhere. It is getting kinda late." Mention of the time got Lana to look up at the sky and notice for the first time that the sun was getting pretty low. "Wow, you're right." Ruby giggled. "Guess you must have been having fun, if you didn't notice." "Yeah, I must have," Lana agreed distantly as she shifted her gaze to look at Ruby. It was kind of weird to her how much fun she'd had. She couldn't remember ever having that much fun with a girl before as Logan, and she'd dated more than a few. She hadn't even met Ruby before that day. It made her wonder if the magic had done more than give her training wheels which was a disconcerting thought. Shoving herself to her feet, Ruby dusted off her butt and waved for Lana to get up as well. "Come on. I'm too hungry to just sit here." "Oh ... right," Lana mumbled before rising as well. As soon as Lana was up, Ruby started off toward the locker rooms. Even with the head start, the taller, more athletic Lana easily caught up within a few steps before having to slow her pace down to stay even with the other girl. "I had a lot of fun, too, y'know," Ruby noted once the two girls were walking side by side. "Good," Lana replied simply, figuring that fact was a given. "Maybe we should do this again? Say same time next saturday?" Ruby asked, looking just a bit shy as she did. "Oh ... " Lana breathed, unsure what to do with that request. She had no idea if Ruby would even remember them hanging out after she turned back. It's not like Ruby could have known her before today, even though they'd apparently agreed to hang out. The brunette would probably forget all about it when Lana changed back. She supposed that she could always come to the park that day and change into Lana again to meet up with Ruby. That would mean she'd be stuck as a girl for another day, though. "Yeah, that sounds fun," she finally agreed, figuring that it was easier that way. She could always just not come back. A big smile curled Ruby's lips at Lana answer. "Great! It's a date!" "Excuse me, could I talk to Lana for a moment," Anya's voice cut in before Lana could think about replying to Ruby. Turning, Lana saw Anya approaching from the left. "Oh, sure," she agreed before turning back to Ruby. "Meet you outside?" Ruby nodded. "Sure thing, just don't get lost in the mirror again." "I make no promises," Lana remarked teasingly, earning an exasperated look from Ruby. "Don't worry, I won't take too long." "Alright, see ya in a bit," Ruby replied. With a quick wave, she turned and started off toward the locker rooms. "It seems you two had a lot of fun," Anya commented once Ruby was out of earshot. Lana nodded slightly while she watched Ruby's hips sway as she walked away. "Yeah ... who is she anyway?" "Someone you had fun with," Anya answered mysteriously. "By the way, here," Turning to Anya, Lana saw the girl had a pass in her hands. With more than a little trepidation, she reached out and took the thing. "What's this for?" "It's so you can come back next saturday," Anya explained. "That is, if you want to." Lana's gaze drifted between the pass, her own chest, and the direction that Ruby had gone. "Thanks, but I think I'd like to get back to being me and stay that way." "Go ahead and keep it just in case you change your mind," Anya told her. "Oh, and have fun at dinner too." *********************************************** *********************************************** Standing in front of the locker room mirror, Lana tugged at her clothes, both to try to loosen them up and to get them to sit right. She managed to get the latter to happen, but certainly not the former. All of Lana's clothes seemed to be made of some stretchy material, at least two sizes too small, or both. For a top, she had a tiny white crop top that offered only a little more coverage than a sports bra, while on bottom she had a tiny denim micro mini skirt that she wasn't sure would actually cover her underwear if she wasn't standing perfectly still - not that she was sure that covering her underwear was the goal. The pink lace thong and demi bra she wore certainly seemed more for show than for comfort and support, much like the significant heels on her cork wedge sandals. "I should've just stuck with the bikini," Lana sighed at her reflection. "At least that was pretty comfortable." Resigned that no amount of fidgeting was going to magically make her clothes be made out of more material, Lana turned from the mirror, grabbed her purse and the bag with her towel, shades, bikini, and sunblock in it, and hurried out out of the locker room. Waiting outside was a rather bored looking Ruby. She was dressed significantly more conservatively than Lana in a nice silk blouse and skirt combo that actually covered her properly and combined with the glasses she wore now that she was out of the water to create a nice intellectual look. Even she had succumbed to wearing heels, though - a pair of black stilettos that Lana certainly approved of. "So much for not taking too long," Ruby huffed in annoyance. "Hey! I hurried!" Lana retorted. "It just takes a while to get dressed." "Is that your excuse for looking like you forgot half your clothes?" Ruby taunted, gaze trailing over Lana's barely clothed figure. Lana just shrugged. "Yes? Where are we going for dinner, anyway?" "Well in that outfit ... I guess we're stuck with fast food," Ruby replied. "Nowhere respectable would let you in." "Their loss," Lana responded vainly. "Besides, I like burger joints better anyway." Ruby sighed as she started off toward the car. "It would be nice to go someplace nice sometime too, though." "We'll do that next time," Lana promised, moving to keep pace with the brunette. While Lana's clothes had changed, her car certainly hadn't. The exact same unfashionable used sedan that she'd gotten for her sixteenth birthday sat in the exact same parking spot as before. The interior was somewhat different, though, as the various cup holders, visors, and compartments were all full of beauty products and mirrors, replacing the hand mirror, comb, and gel that Logan had kept neatly tucked in the glove compartment. Driving was a little different too, complicated as it was by the skirt and heels. Once, she got into it, though, it quickly became natural just like everything else she'd attempted that day. Hungry and not exactly picky, the pair found a little burger place not far from the park to eat at. Deciding to eat in, Lana pulled the car into one of the parking spots and got out. Ruby followed shortly after, trotting a little to catch up with the faster blonde. "So, you excited to start school next week?" Ruby asked. "We're gonna be seniors this year." Lana shrugged, wondering how she was supposed to feel about it. As Logan, she'd been excited for school to start back up so that she could get back to her sports teams and daily workouts with friends. Thinking about it caused some memories to spring up of her doing softball and track now instead of football and baseball while still working out nearly every day with teammates and friends. That explained where all the muscle tone came from. "Should be alright, I guess." "Well I'm excited. I wish we had some classes together, though," Ruby replied. That sentiment got Lana to peer curiously at Ruby. Whatever magic let her know things like what sports she played refused to give any information on Ruby other than her name. Lana hadn't even been sure they went to the same school until that moment. Ruby certainly looked like the brainy type, so it was no surprise that they weren't sharing any classes. That was about all she could figure out, though. "At least we'll get to talk between classes and at lunch and stuff," Ruby continued on, seeming to not mind Lana's silence. "You could always come join one of my teams," Lana suggested, as she held the door open for Ruby to go inside. She'd always loved the camaraderie of athletics, and she'd felt that same sort of thing from Ruby while they were at the park. Even if the girl probably wasn't much of an athlete it would be nice to have her around. Ruby snorted out a laugh at that. "Me? Do sports? I'd be lucky if I didn't trip over myself every couple of steps." "Good evening, ladies. What can I get ya?" a friendly male voice cut into the conversation. Looking away from Ruby for the first time since the car, Lana turned to the counter to see a pimply boy around her age behind the counter. He was shorter than her even without the boost from her shoes, which made it very obvious that his eyes were not meeting hers. Instead, they were focused on her chest and the deep valley of tan cleavage presented there. "Hey there," Lana purred out as she stepped up to rest her hands on the counter. The position caused her to lean forward while her arms pushed her breasts up and together. Her male audience went from merely staring to slack jawed at the sight. There was even a little drop of drool at the corner of his mouth. "What would you suggest for a couple of girls trying to recharge after a long day of sun, bikinis, and wet and wild fun?" "I ... uhm ... " the boy tried, and failed, to speak. Glaring at Lana, Ruby coughed from the side to snap the boy out of his stupor. "Ahem. We'll have two number ones please. Thanks." "Oh ... s-sure thing," the boy stammered out as he started to ring it up, using his free hand to wipe at the drool that had started to slide down his face. "Thanks," Lana told the cashier, giving him a flirty smile as she leaned in just a little more. The poor boy seemed to be having some trouble working the register, or even keeping his eyes on it as he typed things in, but he managed it eventually. "Th-That'll be nine seventy-nine," he finally said, a price several dollars below what it should have been. Reaching into her purse, Lana made an exaggerated effort to find the money before presented a ten to the cashier with a flourish. "Here you go." Once the cashier had managed to sort out how change worked, Ruby grabbed Lana's arm and forcibly dragged her away from the counter. "Ugh, why do you do that?" The question caught Lana off guard for a moment as she only just now realized that she'd just been flirting with that cashier and enjoying it too. "What? It got us a discount didn't it? Besides, I probably made that guy's night." Folding her arms over her chest, Ruby let out an exasperated sigh. "Yeah, well this is supposed to be our night, not his." "Yeesh, fine, sorry," Lana grumbled, not really sorry about it. The only thing she saw that was wrong about it was that it was a boy behind the counter, and even that was fine since she was a girl at the moment. Not mollified by the false apology, Ruby just rolled her eyes and turned away to go find a seat, leaving Lana there to wait for their food. That reaction elicited a confused look from Lana as she watched the girl go. It was just a little harmless flirting. She'd done that when she was Logan too, though, obviously, he flirted with girls. None of Logan's friends had ever been upset with it. Even without understanding, she had a nagging feeling in her chest that was most unpleasant. "Here's your order, miss," the cashier called out. Turning around, Lana stepped forward to take the tray from the boy, giving him another flirty smile. "Thanks, sugar." Tray in hand, Lana walked over to the table that Ruby had picked. The brunette didn't even look at her, just grabbed one of the cups off the tray and got up to go get her drink. Lana followed suit, neither talking for the entire walk to the fountain and back. "Look I'm sorry about before. I didn't mean to upset you." Lana finally blurted to end the painful silence. "Can we just go back to having fun? Please?" Ruby finally looked up at Lana. Her gaze was hard and clearly upset but it softened quickly followed by a little nod. "Yeah." "Great," Lana sighed in relief before grabbing a burger to get started. After that, the two girls returned to small talk about their day and the coming school year while they ate. No more issues arose, allowing them to finish the meal in peace. After that, they returned to the car and Lana drove them back to Bikini Beach to get Ruby to her own car. "Well here we are," Lana announced as she pulled her car to a stop next to Ruby's. "Yeah ..." Ruby replied softly. "Thanks by the way. I had a really good time." "Me too," Lana agreed, surprising herself a little at the same time. In spite of all the weirdness, it had been a fun day. She was going to be glad to go back to being herself, though. Ruby smiled. "Hopefully, saturday will be even better." "Hopefully," Lana agreed without really meaning it, turning her gaze toward the night sky. After all, she'd be Logan again by then and their agreement would be gone. This would all just be a weird memory about that time she got turned into a girl for a day. While Lana was looking the other way, Ruby shifted in her seat. Hearing the sound, Lana turned back to say goodbye only to find the brunette's face inches from hers. Those inches disappeared in an instant, and then suddenly, they were kissing. Caught by surprise, Lana just stiffened slightly while Ruby pressed her lips against the blonde's. It wasn't just lips either, as after a moment, Ruby's tongue slid forward. Lana's lips parted for it, as the taller girl's tension faded away. After that, the kissing became far more mutual as the two girls went at each other for several minutes before finally breaking apart with flush cheeks and a need for more air. "I'll see you saturday," Ruby purred as she finally opened the door to get out. "Good night." "G'night ..." Lana responded dazedly as the other girl got out. Once she had, Ruby closed the door to the car, offered one final wave through the glass, and then she was off to her own car. After waiting for the other girl to get into her own vehicle, Lana started up her own car and took off once. As she started on her way home, Lana ran the fingers of one hand over her lips as she thought about the kiss. It had been amazing, better than any she could remember having as Logan. "Maybe coming back on saturday wouldn't be so bad after all ..." *********************************************** *********************************************** "Hey dumplin'!" a familiar, yet unfamiliar, male voice called out over the rumble of the closing garage door the moment Lana stepped into the house. She would've sworn the voice belonged to her dad, but the bright, cutesy tone was one that she knew Logan had never heard his father use. Confused, Lana slipped through the kitchen to peek into the living room where the voice had come from. Sure enough, her father was sitting in there, watching TV. He wasn't devastatingly handsome like Logan, but still good-looking, sporting the same blonde hair and blue eyes as his son. He was well-built as well, powerful and muscular as befitted a former college football player that still worked out every day. Drawn by the sound of Lana's heels clicking on tile, her father looked up just as she peeked around the corner, twisting around to smile her way. "How'd it go at the park. Did you and Ruby have fun?" "Uhm ... yeah ..." Lana answered uneasily as she tried to wrap her head around the strange juxtaposition of her father with his tone of voice. She was used to the man doing little more than a grunted 'hey yeah' unless there was something sports-related to talk about. Instantly, Lana's father's smile twisted in a look of concern. "Did something happen?" The sudden concern was every bit as confusing as the interest and care that had preceded it. "No, it was fine, Dad." "Dad?" Lana's father questioned. "Now, I know something's wrong." "Huh? No, I ..." Lana started only to trail off as a sudden wave of memories hit, finally providing some illumination as to what was going on. Apparently, unlike Logan, Lana was rather close with her 'Daddy' as she called him, affecting a bright, loving, and most importantly innocent perona around him just like a proper Daddy's girl. "Uhm ... I'm just tired ... Daddy." Even as she used that word, Lana had to resist the urge to cringe. Young men did not call their father's Daddy. "It's been a long day, but it really was a lot of fun." "Oh ... okay," Lana's father accepted, releasing the concerned parent look. "As long as you had fun." "Yeah ... anyway, I should get up to my room before I pass out on my feet," Lana replied. Lana's father nodded. "Alright, sleep well, Dumplin'." "Good night, Daddy," Lana replied reflexively, using both the the right name and an appropriately affectionate tone. It was only after the words were out of her mouth that she realized what she'd done, but that point, there was nothing to do about it besides be relieved that she hadn't screwed up and made the conversation continue. As her father turned back to the TV, Lana scurried off, eager to get away from the bizarre situation. Of all the oddities of girlhood, that was definitely the strangest one that she'd encountered. It was so strange in fact, that when she finally got up to her bed, she ended up just laying there unable to stop thinking about for quite some time. End Part 1 *********************************************** *********************************************** Logan woke to the feeling of morning wood, a clear sign that he was back to being himself. Just to be sure, his hands did a thorough inspection of his body, before he even opened his eyes. His fingers found only hard muscles with no trace of wide hips or squishy breasts. "Thank God," Logan muttered as he sat up to rub the sleep from his eyes. Stretching, he finally opened his eyes and looked down, smiling at the sight of his broad flat chest and rock hard abs, both revealed thanks to his habit to sleep shirtless. "Mmm good to be me again." Once he was done stretching, Logan rolled out of bed and strode over to his dresser and the mirror above it. Not satisfied with just the inspection he'd given himself in bed, he proceeded to spend another couple minutes checking out his reflection in the mirror. Everything seemed to be just as he remembered it from before the water park. Satisfied that he was completely restored, Logan spent another couple minutes critiquing other aspects of his appearance. As handsome and ripped as he was, there were always areas that he needed to work harder on. Once that normal morning ritual was complete, he turned his attention to the dresser below the mirro, grabbing a pair of athletic shorts and pulling them on to cover his boxers. After that, it was just socks and some sneakers before he declared himself ready for his morning run. Swiping his phone and earbuds from the nightstand, Logan clipped them to his shorts and left his room behind. A quick jog down the stairs brought him past the kitchen, out the front door, and into the world behind. Stepping out of the air conditioned house was like moving into a sauna courtesy of the blistering summer heat. "That's what I get for sleeping in," Logan muttered. Normally he was up before dawn for these runs, but he'd been up late the night before. His memories supplied a different reason, though, than the one that he knew had actually happened - a memory of him and his buddies out late goofing around instead of him lying in bed thinking about the events of the day. He supposed why it had happened didn't really matter. Either way, he was stuck with the heat. After a few quick swipes on his phone, Logan popped his earbuds in and started stretching out for his run. He was thorough with it too, a fact that was quite obvious to the neighbors. By the time he was finished with his stretches, there were a couple of women out of their front porches to watch the show. He tossed them a confident smile before he took off on the run. Logan didn't make it very far before his music cut out briefly to play a text alert. Frowning in annoyance, he stopped to grab his phone from his waist to read. The text, which was from Jayce, read, "Gf said don't forget about tonight." "Tonight?" Logan muttered, not remembering anything going on later. A few quick taps later and he'd sent a reply saying as such. It wasn't long before Logan's phone rang with another text. "Guess you were pretty buzzed. We're doubling with April and Cindy." Logan just peered down at the phone for a moment, before shrugging. He didn't remember agreeing to any such thing, but his memories of what Logan had done while in reality he'd been Lana were pretty hazy. Besides, April, Jayce's girlfriend was always trying to set him up with her friends, if he went without a girlfriend for too long. "Huh, I guess it has been a while," Logan mumbled, realizing that he'd broken up with his last girlfriend at the end of the school year and now summer break was almost over. Shrugging again, he clipped the phone back onto his waist to get back to running. "I guess it won't hurt to give this new girl a shot." *********************************************** *********************************************** "One more button?" Logan postulated as he reached up to undo one more button on his shirt. Once he had, he let his arms fall back to his side to adopt a relaxed pose. "Perfect." Reflected in the mirror was one of Logan's usual date looks. It consisted of an untucked, slightly wrinkled, short sleeved, dress shirt with several buttons undone to provide a deep V that showed off his chest. Below that, he had on a some loose fit jeans followed by a pair of sloppily laced sneakers. The whole look combined with his slightly tousled hair to give the appearance of someone that had just thrown his clothes on. Naturally, he'd spent nearly an hour perfecting it. Finally content with his appearance, Logan turned from the mirror and grabbed his phone. "Hmm ... is ten minutes late, late enough?" he pondered. After all, it was important to make the date not look very important to him. The fact that it actually wasn't made it all the easier to act that way. "Better make it fifteen." With the timing decided, Logan tucked the cell in his pocket and left his room behind. He strode quickly through the house toward the garage. The only distraction was a slight head turn to tell his mom, who was sitting in the living room, that he was going out. She tried to call after him for more information, but he didn't even slow down, ignoring her to walk out of the house to his car. Out in the car, Logan made sure to take it slow. While many of his peers raced around in their cars as fast as they could, he actually stayed down near the speed limit. It wasn't out of safety concerns, of course. He just wanted to make sure people were always waiting on him even random drivers on the road. The starting point for that evening's date was a nice upscale place by the name of Giordano's. It was pretty popular, enough so to be quite crowded at dinner time even on a weeknight. That wasn't really a concern to Logan, though. Undoubtedly his friend would have done the whole waiting for a table thing for him. Yet another perk of showing up to things late. After parking his car, Logan strolled casually into the restaurant. Inside, he was greeted with a press of people all waiting for a table. He just ignored them, even going so far as to bump a few out of the way when they were too slow in moving on their own. On the other side of the crowd was a hostess stand where two teenaged girls stood talking to each other. That discussion came to an abrupt halt when they saw Logan, turning to wide-eyed silence. "Hey there, ladies," Logan greeted pleasantly. Adopting an easy smile, he leaned casually against the stand and focused his attention on the girls. "How are you two this fine evening?" The question was enough to get at least the one on the left to answer. "G-Good ... you?" "Great," Logan replied. "I would be even better if you could point out where a friend of mine is sitting. Tall guy, looks like he's up to no good, and probably has a couple of girls with him." The hostesses frowned slightly at the mention of the girls. "Oh, yeah ... he's right back there," the one on the left answered pointing toward the corner. "Thanks, babe," Logan told her. "Now wish me luck, because I'm gonna need it to get through this horrible setup without gouging my eyes out with a fork." Instantly, the girls' frowns vanished replaced by a mix of sympathy and optimism. "Good luck," both girls breathed in unison. Tossing a quick wink at the girls, Logan walked past the hostess stand toward the indicated area. Sure enough, Jayce and their dates were easily found, nestled in a corner booth that was undoubtedly one of the better seats in the place. He was seated on one side nestled into the corner with his arm around his redhaired girlfriend, April, while the other girl was in the seat opposite them alone, her back to the door so that she wouldn't be able to see Logan coming before he was ready for her to. Logan had to hand it to his friend, he knew how to handle those little extra touches. Striding up to the table, Logan stopped to stand at the end. "Hey, sorry I'm late." "No worries, I was just telling Cindy all about you," Jayce responded smoothly. "She seemed very impressed." "It was hard not to be," Cindy added as she looked up at Logan. They'd seen each other before at school, so she wasn't quite so taken aback by Logan's handsomeness as the hostesses had been, but her approval and eagerness was evident. Logan didn't really have much of an opinion of her, though. She was a cute enough, blonde, and dressed in a little black dress that showed she was trying hard. That last part was probably the most important of the the three to him. He like it when they tried hard. "Did you really hit a homerun with your eyes closed to win a game last year?" "I did," Logan lied, playing along with the tall tales that Jayce had obviously been telling while they waited. "It's really not as hard as it sounds. You just wait to hear the slight grunt of the pitcher then swing." Jayce laughed. "It might be that easy if it was a pitching machine that just served 'em up in the same spot every time." Lateness either forgiven or forgotten, Logan slid into his spot next to Cindy, 'accidentally' bumping her in the process. "Oops." "Sorry," Cindy apologized self-consciously as she scooted a little further into the booth. "No it was my fault, really. I'm sorry," Logan told her with a disarming smile. "By the way, I like your dress." Immediately, self-consciousness was replaced by a smile on Cindy's face. "Thanks. You look great." Logan shrugged. "I just threw a comb through my hair." With the ice broken, the group settled into for small talk while they waited to order. Logan quickly zoned out of it, though, letting the others talk about school and gossip while he just nodded absently to pretend he was listening. After a bit, he even pulled out his phone to start browsing while the hum continued in the background. "What're you reading?" Cindy asked as she nudged Logan with her shoulder. Directly engaged, Logan was forced to look up and respond. "Just some stuff that I'm hoping will help me optimize my lifting schedule." "Really? Don't you just go to the weight room and lift stuff?" Cindy asked. "No. It's actually quite complicated to get a workout that gives the results I want," Logan explained. He doubted Cindy was really interested in it, but he always enjoyed talking about his workout. It was a good chance to brag, plus it always drew attention to the results. As Logan expected, Cindy took the excuse to appraise his frame, which naturally got him to flex a little to show off. "You can get even better results?" she questioned, clearly finding that idea hard to believe. "Maybe," Logan answered with a shrug. "I haven't had much luck finding anything so far, but it never hurts to keep up with it." The lifting topic continued for a quite a while as Logan went through his routine. At every new exercise, he showed off which muscles it worked which proved more than enough to keep at least Cindy's interest. Even April seemed to be giving more attention to Logan than to her own boyfriend. It was his favorite part of any date, sadly after it came the worst part. "Well I think April and I are gonna take off," Jayce announced once the meal had been paid for. "Have fun you two." As Jayce said that, April leaned in to whisper something to Cindy that prompted some giggles. After that, she and Jayce got up, waved, and left, leaving Cindy and Logan alone in the booth. Leaning back, Logan glanced Cindy's way, seeing her looking a little nervous in her seat. "You ... uhm, wanna go some place and like talk?" Cindy asked finally when it was clear that Logan wasn't going to say anything. Logan shrugged disinterestedly. "Sure. I know just the spot. We'll take my car," he said before rising from his seat. Without bothering to help Cindy up, he just started off, forcing the girl to hurry to catch up to him. Out in the car, Logan said little, letting Cindy chatter away in what was obviously an attempt to hide her nervousness. Logan didn't even really listen to it. Instead, he just stared out the window as he guided the car off to a nice secluded spot on a hillock near the edge of town. There, he put the car into park and finally looked at Cindy again. "How's this?" "It's great," Cindy breathed, looking out at the expansive sky and brightness of the moon. Her attention didn't stay out there for long, though, before she turned to Logan, biting her lip in the process. "So ... " "So," Logan repeated, not giving the girl anything to go on. He liked it when they worked for it. Once it was clear to her that Logan wasn't going to make the first move, Cindy obliged him, shifting in her seat so that she could lean across the console. Their lips met in the darkness there, as Cindy's hands ran along Logan's powerful shoulders. She didn't stop there, either, but quickly shifted herself forward so that she was practically sitting in his lap while her hands rubbed all over him and her kisses grew more passionate. For his part, Logan moved little. He just rested his hands on Cindy's hips, enough to qualify as holding her, while his lips and tongue returned any kisses she gave him. Other than that, he just let her do what she wanted while mostly just enjoying the way she seemed to worship his body. *********************************************** *********************************************** "So how'd it go with Cindy last night?" Jayce asked as he zipped a ball high and right of Logan's shoulder. "April said she was really into you." Reacting instantly, Logan twisted and reached out to snatch the intentionally bad throw out of the air with ease. "They all are, man," he responded as he shifted the ball to lob it back to the starting quarterback. "I guess it went fine, though. She was certainly eager. We went up to my spot to 'talk'." "Damn, you work fast," Jayce commented before winding up for another throw. This one was a high floater beyond Logan's reach. "It took me a three dates to get April to want to 'talk'." A wide receiver for several years now, Logan handled that throw just as smoothly, hopping up to snag it from the sky. He quickly settled it in his hand to throw it back. "You should try putting a little more effort in in the gym, or a little less effort trying to get into girls' pants. The less you try to get 'em out of 'em, the faster they take 'em off." Jayce chuckled at the comment. "Trying is half the fun. Besides, gym time sucks balls." Logan just shrugged, not caring to argue. Few people had as much fun hanging out at the gym as he did. He was used to that kind of response. "Hey, speaking of girls, do you know any named Ruby at our school? She'll be a senior this year, I think." Pausing from the game of catch,Jayce looked down thoughtfully. After a couple moments, he shook his head. "Nah, no Ruby's. Why you ask?" "Just some girl I met at the park the other day," Logan answered. "You're not gonna go out with Cindy again?" Jayce inquired. Logan shrugged. "I don't know. I probably will. Just keeping my options open." "Good, because April would be pissed with me if you ditched one of her friends after the first date," Jayce breathed in relief. "Who cares if she's mad?" Logan replied. "I care, man. I'm not giving up amazing sex just so you can be picky about who you're dating this week," Jayce retorted. Logan rolled his eyes. "Whatever, dude. I don't get why you're so addicted to her. She's not that great, and I should know." Jayce's eyes narrowed. "Watch it. We had a deal that you weren't gonna talk about that." "Yeah, but it hardly seems fair. I mean, you never get 'em first," Logan taunted. Immediately, Jayce spiked the football into the dirt with enough force to send it bounding away. "Fuck you, asshole!" he spat before spinning to storm off into his house, leaving Logan out in the yard. "Aw, come on!" Logan called after his friend as if he hadn't done anything wrong. The only response was the door getting slammed closed. Logan just shrugged and waved a hand dismissively that way. "Whatever." *********************************************** *********************************************** Logan let out a weary sigh as he finished reading his most recent text. It had included an invitation from Cindy to dinner, a movie, and 'whatever after that'. It didn't exactly sound like a bad way to spend a saturday night. It just wasn't what he was in the mood for. Unfortunately, after his fight with Jayce the day before, there was no way he could say no. It wasn't that he cared about Jayce being upset so much as he was worried that, as captain and quarterback, he'd take it out on Logan on the field. The last thing Logan wanted to do was start the football season in a few weeks as a bench warmer or running pointless routes in games where he never got a pass thrown his way. "I wish April would just dump his ass already, then I wouldn't have to do these stupid setups with all her friends," Logan muttered angrily as he quickly typed out a reply that he'd go. Once he was done, he tossed the phone on the nightstand. Thrown with a little too much force, the phone skittered across the nightstand bumping into various other things before falling off the other side. Growling in frustration, Logan shoved himself of the bed and stomped over to the other side of the nightstand to kneel down. On the fl