Sophie's POV
I sat across from Logan. I was unease with what Ashley had told me. Did Logan really have drawings of me? I had to get him to show me. Of course, I knew the whole thing of him liking me was bogus. He and I could barely stand each other, so the idea he may have a crush on me? Was not happening.
But my mind keeps going back to those drawings. How do I get him to show me those sketches? If I know him right, he probably drew pictures of me making ugly faces, or doing crazy posses. I can not allow him to send those along with his university application.
If possible, I'd steal them and burn them.
Without thinking, my pencil tapped on my notebook repeatedly. I leaned my chin on top of my palm, with my elbow resting on the island top.
"Soph?" I could hear a faint vo
