I tiptoe towards Logan and Pres, who are sitting in the garden. Logan, stretched in a beach chair, is showing Presley something on his laptop while his sister looks, curiously.
"What's up, guys?" I ask, standing right behind them.
Logan jumps in place and almost closes his laptop.
"Nessie! What's up?" he asks me.
"I asked first... Never mind, I thought your fans would love to see a new pic of you," I say, taking out a camera.
"Oh, okay, then," Logan replies, relieved. "Go ahead, click!"
"That's a good one, thanks, Nessie," he tells me.
Then he uploads his new pic.
"What you're doin'?" I ask again.
"Oh, we're just reading some fanfics on Wattpad, really," Pres replies quickly.
"Oh, okay," I say, feeling suspicious.
This has to do with my upcoming birthday, methinks...