Avaâs POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasnât just a personal preference. It was survival, I had to avoid them inorder to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps , a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, No way, I'll never do that that how I survived my first year in Westbridge university and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year. Thatâs why, when Logan Carter walked into my History class fifteen minutes late, I didnât even bother looking up from my laptop. I already knew who he was. everyone knew him, star quarterback, campus heartthrob, a playboy, and the guy who had probably never studied a day in his life. Professor Ambrose mills barely looked at him as he walked to the only empty seat right next to me. I stiffened. Just my luck, I didn't want to sit closer with him. jocks never supposed to be with nerds,not that I'm a n
Avaâs POV I woke up this morning early, I took a shower and decided to go for something casual. I put my jeans and black top with a cardigan. I made myself a simple breakfast just tea and bread, in my situation I could not afford anymore fancy breakfast. I got used to it after my mom died and my dad chased me out of his house because I talked back to his precious wife. She always hated me but the feeling was mutual!. after I was done with my breakfast I exited my one room apartment and started walking to university. the West bridge university was huge it literally took me 30 minutes just to reach the library. Today I have to tutor Logan and now it's 8 am and he's nowhere to be seen. then about fifteen minutes later he strolled in the library like it was some changing locker room. everyone was looking at him in shock. because the famous Logan doesn't do studies. there was something about Logan Carter that screamed trouble or is it because of his confident smirk that he has all th
Avaâs POV I wasnât sure how I ended up here. One minute, I was closing my laptop, ending another exhausting tutoring session with Logan Carter. The next, I was shaking hands on a deal I wasnât even sure I wanted to make. I was going against my rules again. "Come to the game, and Iâll help you find a part-time job," he had said, flashing that cocky grin like he already knew Iâd say yes. And somehow, against all logic, I had said yes! stupid!! Now, I was packed into the freezing bleachers of Westbridge Stadium, surrounded by screaming fans, girls with too much make up , and everything I was not a customized regretting every life decision that had led to this moment. "Come on, Ava, at least try to look excited!" my neighbor, Sophie, yelled over the deafening cheers. I forced a tight smile. "Super excited," I deadpanned, gripping my coat tighter around me. I don't know what came over me to accept the dealguess you can call it desperation!! Sophie rolled her eyes. "Youâre impossi
Loganâs POV This was a bad idea. No,scratch that. This was a dangerous idea. And yet, here I was, walking into a house party with Ava Sinclair, the one girl on this damn whole campus who wasnât wrapped around my finger. She wasnât supposed to be here. and she didn't want to be here. But after our little negotiation in the library, after watching her hesitate before ultimately caving to my offer, I knew sheâd show up. And damn, if she didnât look completely out of place. She wasnât dressed like the other girls,tight dresses, sky high heels, looking for attention. No, Ava wore ripped jeans and a fitted sweater, her hair in a ponytail, like she hadnât even thought twice about what to wear. And yet, as I walked beside her, my eyes kept drifting to her. Dangerous. "Youâre sure about this?" she asked, arms crossed as she surveyed the party like she was searching for an emergency exit. "Relax, nerd," I said, throwing an arm around her shoulder, grinning when she immediately stiffe
Avaâs POV I stared at the eviction notice in my hands, my stomach twisting into knots. my landlord said I had a week but here I am .... on the streets!. Rent issues. A âmiscalculation,â my landlord had called it. But all I heard was: you have to leave. I didnât even have a place to go. It wasnât like I could call anyone. Iâd already strained things with my dad, and my so-called friends were more interested in their own drama than helping me out. I could get a cheap motel, but what the hell was I supposed to do after that? I just wanted to disappear. But as I stood outside the dorm, gripping my duffel bag like it could somehow shield me from everything, a ping from my phone broke the silence. Logan Carter: Whatâs up, nerd? I almost didnât want to reply. I didnât even know why I had his number in the first place, but here it was, glowing on the screen. I bit my lip, thinking of all the options none of them great before I did the dumbest thing possible. Ava: âŚGot a couch I ca
Ava's pov The last thing I remember after reaching Logan's place is that he told me he was going out tonight, so why the hell is he still here? I was lost in my thoughts when I felt something nudging me. I turned to face Logan who had a smirk on his face. "hey nerd, what are you daydreaming now? I know I'm hot but you can just tone it out sunshine". I scoffed "who told you I'm thinking about you? didn't you say you are going out tonight? or is no one willing to open their legs for you?" I remarked. Logan smirk widened "and why do you care nerd? I don't think me whoring around is any of your concern or are you jealous " he said . I became aware of the small space we were in. After the kiss we shared earlier, Everytime Logan is close to me keeps making me feeling conscious. " No I'm not jealous but can you move your body away, you're in my space " I said, tryin
Ava's pov The next day I woke up early in the morning before Logan and tidied up the place before I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I wore my jeans with my black hoodie, took my bag and tiptoed out of the apartment . After everything that happened yesterday, I couldn't bring myself to face Logan. I don't want him to think that I'm some Kind of weak person or come out as clingy. I can manage myself. I managed to get to the class, I was the first one to get to the class, then a few minutes later students started to find their way in the room. Professor of sociology Gabriel Lenox started his lecture. I bent my head down and focused on writing notes when I heard a knock on the door and the professor allowed whoever was knocking. I took a look and saw that it was Logan wearing a black jeans with black leather jacket. I immediately lowered my head when he caught me looking.
Logan povPractice was the same as usual running drills, getting yelled at by Coach, and trying not to die under the sun. But my head wasnât in the game. no matter how hard I tried to concentrate on the practice I couldn't. my mind was not here at all.It was on her.Ava.Ava SinclairI hadnât expected to actually enjoy spending time with her. The tutoring bullshit that was me I begged professor to get Ava to tutor me history because I didn't know shit about history,but the truth is I know history it's just it's not my favorite subject.She was just supposed to be some nerdy tutor, a means to an end. But now? Now, she was staying at my place, sitting with my friends, getting under my damn skin. and me ? I was enjoying all of that, probably more than I could admit.The accidental kiss from last night wasnât helping either. that was our second kiss. the first time we kissed was at the party, I wanted to show my friends that I was capable of getting her in my bed but I didn't know the b
Avaâs POVI had barely taken a sip of my morning coffee when a loud, insistent knock echoed through Loganâs apartment. My stomach twisted into a familiar knot of dread. I already knew who it was.Brian and Kate.I regret giving them Logan's address, will he be mad?Logan, who had been stretching lazily on the couch, raised an eyebrow. âYou expecting someone, nerd?âI set my cup down with a sigh, rubbing my temples. âUnfortunately.âHe nodded then continued scrolling his phone. Guess he isn't angry as I expected him to beThe knocking grew more aggressive.âJesus, are they trying to break the door down?â Logan muttered, walking over to open it.The moment the door swung open, my older brother, Brian, strode in like he owned the place, his eyes immediately scanning the apartment with a look of disapproval. My sister, Kate, followed right behind him, her arms crossed, her expression a perfect mix of annoyance and rudeness.Brianâs sharp blue eyes landed on me, narrowing instantly. âAva.
Avaâs POVAfter Logan returned with two plates of spaghetti and a warm smile, I forced myself to concentrate on the food rather than the bunch of thoughts in my head. The kitchen was dimly lit by the soft glow of a single overhead lamp, and the low hum of the refrigerator was the only sound breaking the uneasy silence between us.We settled at the small dining table Logan on one side, me on the other. Every time our eyes met, I felt that same mix of annoyance and something else⌠something I wasnât ready to admit. Last nightâs kiss still clung to my thoughts like an afterimage I couldnât shake, and despite my best efforts, a small part of me couldnât help but wonder what it meant.âEat up,â Logan said casually, prodding his own plate with a fork. âI made extra.â His tone was light, but his eyes lingered on mine a moment longer than necessary.I forced a smile, trying to push aside the discomfort. âThanks,â I mumbled. I picked at my food, each bite feeling heavier than the last. The wei
Avaâs POVThe moment I read my dadâs message, my stomach twisted into knots.Brian and Kate are coming over there tomorrow. Theyâll stay at your place.Stay at my place? What place?! I don't even have a place to call mine and he wants me to bring my siblings here!I don't think Logan will be pleased by this, I just have to start looking for a place before things get out of hands.My hands tightened around my phone as frustration bubbled up inside me. He didnât even ask if I had the space, didnât care about what I was going through. Typical. After throwing me out like garbage, now he wanted me to play host for his perfect little family?I locked my phone and exhaled sharply, trying to calm myself. No use getting worked up now. I had bigger problems like the fact that I was homeless, currently crashing at Logan Carterâs apartment, and somehow surviving the chaos that came with being around him.Speaking of LoganâŚâHey, nerd!âI turned my head just in time to see him jogging toward me, f
Logan povPractice was the same as usual running drills, getting yelled at by Coach, and trying not to die under the sun. But my head wasnât in the game. no matter how hard I tried to concentrate on the practice I couldn't. my mind was not here at all.It was on her.Ava.Ava SinclairI hadnât expected to actually enjoy spending time with her. The tutoring bullshit that was me I begged professor to get Ava to tutor me history because I didn't know shit about history,but the truth is I know history it's just it's not my favorite subject.She was just supposed to be some nerdy tutor, a means to an end. But now? Now, she was staying at my place, sitting with my friends, getting under my damn skin. and me ? I was enjoying all of that, probably more than I could admit.The accidental kiss from last night wasnât helping either. that was our second kiss. the first time we kissed was at the party, I wanted to show my friends that I was capable of getting her in my bed but I didn't know the b
Ava's pov The next day I woke up early in the morning before Logan and tidied up the place before I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I wore my jeans with my black hoodie, took my bag and tiptoed out of the apartment . After everything that happened yesterday, I couldn't bring myself to face Logan. I don't want him to think that I'm some Kind of weak person or come out as clingy. I can manage myself. I managed to get to the class, I was the first one to get to the class, then a few minutes later students started to find their way in the room. Professor of sociology Gabriel Lenox started his lecture. I bent my head down and focused on writing notes when I heard a knock on the door and the professor allowed whoever was knocking. I took a look and saw that it was Logan wearing a black jeans with black leather jacket. I immediately lowered my head when he caught me looking.
Ava's pov The last thing I remember after reaching Logan's place is that he told me he was going out tonight, so why the hell is he still here? I was lost in my thoughts when I felt something nudging me. I turned to face Logan who had a smirk on his face. "hey nerd, what are you daydreaming now? I know I'm hot but you can just tone it out sunshine". I scoffed "who told you I'm thinking about you? didn't you say you are going out tonight? or is no one willing to open their legs for you?" I remarked. Logan smirk widened "and why do you care nerd? I don't think me whoring around is any of your concern or are you jealous " he said . I became aware of the small space we were in. After the kiss we shared earlier, Everytime Logan is close to me keeps making me feeling conscious. " No I'm not jealous but can you move your body away, you're in my space " I said, tryin
Avaâs POV I stared at the eviction notice in my hands, my stomach twisting into knots. my landlord said I had a week but here I am .... on the streets!. Rent issues. A âmiscalculation,â my landlord had called it. But all I heard was: you have to leave. I didnât even have a place to go. It wasnât like I could call anyone. Iâd already strained things with my dad, and my so-called friends were more interested in their own drama than helping me out. I could get a cheap motel, but what the hell was I supposed to do after that? I just wanted to disappear. But as I stood outside the dorm, gripping my duffel bag like it could somehow shield me from everything, a ping from my phone broke the silence. Logan Carter: Whatâs up, nerd? I almost didnât want to reply. I didnât even know why I had his number in the first place, but here it was, glowing on the screen. I bit my lip, thinking of all the options none of them great before I did the dumbest thing possible. Ava: âŚGot a couch I ca
Loganâs POV This was a bad idea. No,scratch that. This was a dangerous idea. And yet, here I was, walking into a house party with Ava Sinclair, the one girl on this damn whole campus who wasnât wrapped around my finger. She wasnât supposed to be here. and she didn't want to be here. But after our little negotiation in the library, after watching her hesitate before ultimately caving to my offer, I knew sheâd show up. And damn, if she didnât look completely out of place. She wasnât dressed like the other girls,tight dresses, sky high heels, looking for attention. No, Ava wore ripped jeans and a fitted sweater, her hair in a ponytail, like she hadnât even thought twice about what to wear. And yet, as I walked beside her, my eyes kept drifting to her. Dangerous. "Youâre sure about this?" she asked, arms crossed as she surveyed the party like she was searching for an emergency exit. "Relax, nerd," I said, throwing an arm around her shoulder, grinning when she immediately stiffe
Avaâs POV I wasnât sure how I ended up here. One minute, I was closing my laptop, ending another exhausting tutoring session with Logan Carter. The next, I was shaking hands on a deal I wasnât even sure I wanted to make. I was going against my rules again. "Come to the game, and Iâll help you find a part-time job," he had said, flashing that cocky grin like he already knew Iâd say yes. And somehow, against all logic, I had said yes! stupid!! Now, I was packed into the freezing bleachers of Westbridge Stadium, surrounded by screaming fans, girls with too much make up , and everything I was not a customized regretting every life decision that had led to this moment. "Come on, Ava, at least try to look excited!" my neighbor, Sophie, yelled over the deafening cheers. I forced a tight smile. "Super excited," I deadpanned, gripping my coat tighter around me. I don't know what came over me to accept the dealguess you can call it desperation!! Sophie rolled her eyes. "Youâre impossi