(Logan P.O.V, in the Ballroom)

“Logan, where are you?” His mother was looking for him everywhere. Blacked boy, on the other hand, was being mobbed by raging vampire females throwing themselves helplessly at him.

“LOGAN-KUN!”

“MARRY ME!”

“AHHHH IT’S LOGAN!”

Logan then pulled aside with the help of Jay. He gave his friend a thankful look, and Jay only smiled.

“Geez, I don’t know what’s keeping you from finding a girl when there are hundreds of them falling at your feet.”

“I told you dobe, I have no time for that. Let’s just go and get this party over with.”

Logan wore a black suit, his hair in its usual...