Layla's pov.
I've trained really hard and at first I wasn't finding it easy. It was really tough before I began to get the hang of things.
Well about Logan, he's such a flirt. I just can't understand why my emotions are always out of my control. My face turns red and I begin to blush at his little actions, sometimes I can hear my heart pounding hard in my ribcage like it's going to burst outta my chest.
Honestly I'm not sure I can hold on any longer. His presence makes have an unexplainable feeling. It may be the mate thing he once told me about.
Well I currently on my bed still daydreaming of my Logan and I. My phone chimes making me realize that I hadn't been on my phone since today.
It was a message from Betty. Yeah Betty my college friend or I could say coursemate.
"Layla, haven't heard from you in a while. What's up? Ain't showing up at school no more?"
Oh Betty! Bombarding me with questions. I don't know where to even start from.
