I've decided to make an addition to the dictionary. I'm pasting a pic of Logan Buchanan next to the word "dreamy." And "perfect." And "hot." And maybe "blathering idiot" because that's what I turn into every time I see him.
Logan Buchanan is the finest male human I have ever laid eyes on. I've been totally crushing on him ever since sixth grade when my mom made me take saxophone lessons. Do you know how heavy those things are? The case alone weighed more than I did! So it was inevitable that I'd be lugging that behemoth to the band room (which, insanely, is in the basement of our school) and trip and fall and land right on top of Logan.
I chipped a tooth and looked so ridiculous I pretended to be sick so I could stay home for three days. I finally wore my dad down with a barrage of begging and tears so he'd pay to have the dentist fix it. When I came back to school with my shiny new tooth, Logan actually noticed.
I stopped playing the saxophone.
I never stopped loving Logan Buchanan.
I think I'll make him one of my 16 Wishes.