I wasn't trying to make him sound like that lol Taylor I can't believe you dated Peyton. Tsk tsk naughty naughty lol jk jk
Logan's point of view: The damn as*hole. I saw Madison first so I should get to date her. Of course I could date Taylor again and work my way up to Madison. I never liked any girl I dated. I just wanted to fu*k them then move on to the next one. Peyton on the other hand stays with a girl until he knows for sure if he loves them or not which in my opinion is a waste of valuable time for well everything. It was 3rd period which meant it was economics class. Peyton and I always skipped economics because Peyton is a fu*king genius and aces that class and I just copy his stuff. I walked down the halls towards the music room since Peyton was always there honing his guitar skills like some kind of Jedi master or something. I rounded the corner and I could hear his guitar. The bas*ard always had a knack for playing. I walked in the music room and grabbed a chair and turned it around and sat down,"Let's go run some track." He looked up still playing his guitar and said,"Can't. I gotta get better at my playing." I exhale very annoyed and say,"Dude you're playing is ballin alright? Now come on." He stopped playing and took a deep breath,"No Logan. If my playing doesn't improve then my dad is sending me to Texas or Pennsylvania." I scoffed and stood up,"Why don't you get your priorities straight." He put his guitar down and stood up too,"Why don't you fu*king make me."
Peyton's point of view: I have never stood up to Logan before but I was getting tired of his sh*t. Logan looked at me a little taken aback but then he drops his stuff and grabs me by the shirt,"Listen here you di*k. This is my school. This is my territory. You left which ultimately made me the guy every wanted to be and the guy every girl wanted to date. So take your smarta*s mouth and shut the fu*king h*ll up. I run this school and you will always be in my shadow. Got it bi*ch?" I hated him. I knew at that moment that I hated the guy who was supposed to be my best friend. I pretended to shrug it off and when he let go and turned around I threw a punch that connected with his jaw. That punch made the loudest sound I had ever heard. Logan didn't hit the floor like I had wanted him to but he did stagger a bit. I didn't give him time to regain his balance because I knew what would happen if he did. I punched him every chance I got. I hit him in the nose three times, the jaw eight times, the stomach five times, and kneed him in the crotch twice. Yeah you could say I was little tired of all the bullsh*t he kept giving me. He was on the floor trying to get up and I just grabbed my stuff up and walked to the door and said,"Oh yeah. By the way Logan, I rule this damn school. Go fu*k yourself." With that I slammed the door to the music room and also on my friendship with Logan. Man, high school is a bi*ch.