You were a Trashy y2k girl/boy. everyone either knew of you, acquainted you, or were friends with you. you were an utter sweetheart who didn't take shit from nobody. One faithful Wednesday morning you seen a boy getting made fun off. Logan, was a skinny, blonde, boy with achne and freckles, not to mention he was a complete and total loser.. but he was a cutie in your eyes. you strutted over and shooed off the people who were making fun of his achne.

"Thanks..I appreciate it.."