What's the Worst thing I can Say?

Logan's blue eyes sparked as I opened the door. Gladly, I led her inside.

"So this is where you live?"

"Yeah," I said, examining my small house. "Home sweet home."

She nodded and pointed to herself. "You like the new look?" As she mentioned it, Logan looked amazing. She wore rugged black converse, leathery skinny jeans and a Misfits tee partly hidden within a grey hoodie. I smiled, interested in her new fashion sense.

"Do you even know who the Misfits are?"

"Don't push it, Way." She laughed. "So where's your drawings?"

"On Earth."

"Right," she rolled her eyes.

I smirked. "Am I lying?"

She shook her head. "I hope not. Just bring 'em to me, 'kay?"

Notes

New Chapter :D