Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
She saw that smug look and she was choosing to ignore it for the time being. She'd rather not think too hard about why he might be looking like that anyways, because she did not want to realize what she had said with her own mouth. Or... insinuated at the very least.
At wand point she might be able to admit Logan had his merits, like for one that he was equally as willing to waste an afternoon doing something meaningless for the sake of ignoring homework - even if either would play it off as an ego thing. Or his willingness to look for trouble too whenever Vasco wasn't available, like their prior attempts to the Forest. But... charming? Nope, she'd still say that wasn't a thing. And she'd not think too hard on if she actually meant it or not. You know what that comment earned? An easy enough guess - an eyeroll. "As if I could be ever confused for someone else." Another hair toss at this. She was one of kind, okay. Even if she was technically one of a half.
... she was a lot, that was inarguable. But there were still some that seemed to like her company! Though at 13 and 14 she was sure that was not out of romantic interest. One day though! And then Logan would see. HMPH.
She was just as stunned that he even answered, and seemingly gave a genuine one of that. She continued to stare at a landscape photo as she ticked off the attributes he listed. Well.... there were a few of those that she most definitely was missing. Though, she DID suppose she had nice eyes and hair, and she did have a new perfume that she liked the smell of... and clothes she was TRYING. Intelligence? Good listener? Touch of mystery? She was a lost cause on these points. "...Ah. And how can you tell what 'type of guy' likes what?" Was she just supposed to ask everyone?
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