Through My Eyes
Romance
Dana Logan
A/N: I own nothing. Like everyone else with half a brain, I wish I owned Matthew Underwood. Damn he's fine. Okay enough talking about the super sexy guy. Let's go on with the story. As always, please review. Oh yeah, everything is Dana's POV.
Chapter 1
September 22, 2006.
Dear Diary,
Okay, today is my first time writing in you so let me introduce myself. My name is Dana Cruz. I'm basically filthy rich. My dad is Tom Cruise (big time actor) and my mom is Elizabeth Cruise (owns the biggest fashion company in the world). I know what you're thinking: why is my last name spelt differently? I realized when I was like 9 people only wanted to be my friend because my dad's money. They would never take the time to find out who I was and I hated it. So when I was about 10 I asked my parents if they could change just the spelling of my last name. My dad totally understood but my mom was too idiotic and material to understand (just like my siblings). So now it's Cruz and not Cruise. Anyways my full name is Dana Maria Kamiko Sakuno Tsunade Cruise. Yeah really long! My parents thought that their last child aka the baby should be unique. Their wish came true. I'm the only one out of all the kids with a Japanese name and I'm also the only one that wanted real friends. I'm totally different from my siblings; we have nothing in common. The only thing we have in common is our parents and that's it! They're basically like Logan but there's a possibility that they're worse than him. Yeah they're that bad! But maybe that's why I put up with Logan; he reminds me of my family who constantly embarrasses and torments me. I do wish that my brothers and sisters weren't so materialistic like Logan. Okay confession tome… I have the hugest crush on Logan Reese. I feel like squealing but it's just not my style. I've liked him since the first time I came here at P.C.A. but he doesn't notice me. He's too busy flirting with all the girls here and even worst giving Lola all his attention. I guess I am jealous but… I just want to have… my first boyfriend, my first kiss. It's not that big of a deal, but I am a girl regardless how tough I act. I still want to be like a normal girl in some ways. Anyways I'm gonna change the topic. This is my second year here at P.C.A. I'm in 9th grade now. I came here when I was like 11 going on 12; I'm the youngest in the gang and very mature, but not like too much. I was conceived on November 13th 1992 on an early Friday morning. Freaky much! Being born a Friday and all. Not really, I think it's kinda cool. I'm trying to prove that superstitions, luck and all those other crap are stupid. But so far it's not going well. My life seems like this big sinking sand. There really are no climaxes in my life story. It's just about me and my rather boring and uneventful stay on this earth. Anyhoo (A/N: This is my word; ask permission before using it please. Lol. Am serious)… I was sent to France after my first year because my parents there and wanted to spend more time with me so they dragged me along. I lied to the gang telling them that I got signed up for some exchange program and they believed it. Then one year later my 'rents decided to move back to the states and they now live in Malibu which isn't too far away. The food was good and bad but I loved the monuments and their history. So a year later and I'm still crushing on the biggest player that the P.C.A or the world has to offer…Logan Reese. There's this dance coming up and I really wanna ask him out. But I just can't!!!!!!!! I mean he's Logan 'Heartbreaker' Reese for crying out loud. He's probably got 99 of the girls here on a waiting list for him to take them out. And I know he'd never ask me out, only if it was some joke or dare or something like that in which he knows I'd kick his fuckin' pretty ass and tear up his pretty face to shreds. If knew me or saw me you would call me 'Danger Cruz' like everyone else does. The girl who everyone's scared of, the girl who's short-tempered, mercy-less and enjoys inflicting pain. I could go on to write the awful things people say about me behind my back or call me a bitch because they think I won't hear but that's just gonna make me feel even worse about myself. But that's not real me. I feel like crying just writing and thinking about it. Dana Cruz is kind, gentle, caring and the most sensitive person to be thrown into this hellhole called earth. And pretty; well that's what I would like to think. I know I'm not ugly but people don't treat me like I'm pretty so what am I supposed to think? Well my parents say that I'm beautiful but their parents, they are supposed to say stuff like that so it doesn't count. I heard one of the girls here, Nicole to be accurate say, and I quote: "She's not even pretty; she's just an ugly bitch!" Nicole Bristow told Lola Martinez and Missy Goody-too-shoes Zoey Brooks agreed. To make the matters even worse they said it around the two Queen Gossipers. That's how the rumor started. By own so called best friends. Next thing I know people are whispering that I'm a skank, a whore, a slut and all kinda other stuff. I didn't even bother to beat up any one. Yes I can kick ass. My dad makes me take karate lessons along with ballet so that I can stay fit and defend myself. So you must be wondering if Nicole really said that with me around. No she didn't, she wants to keep her pretty little face. They were all in the bathroom doing a make-up check making sure they looked perfect. I don't wear make-up except for lip balm and lip gloss sometimes. Maybe that's why they don't think I'm pretty, I dunno know. I was in one of the stalls fixing my bra. That idiot Logan snapped my bra and it got all curled up. That's when I heard Nicole saying it. I wanted to make sure so I opened the door just slightly and looked and there were the three bitches I was suppose to call best friends bad mouthing me and beside them fixing hair and make-up were Jacqueline and Rebecca the 'Gossip Queens'. I stayed in the stall and skipped class. I was too emotionally weak and depressed to go to class. I cried for like half an hour. I was weak when I was finished plus PMS. I went to the nurse and got an excuse. I needed to keep my perfect attendance and punctuality. I'm still pretty upset about it and I feel like crying again. I feel so stupid crying about crap like this. I don't like caring what people think about me but I do. My life is just so unfair, especially for me. i don't have real friends, a real family or anything. The only thing real about my life is the pain, disappointments and crush on Logan. It's just too real to be true. I try to look on the bright side and be thankful. I mean there are people all over the world suffering, starving and dying and I'm here moping about crap like friendship. Anyhoo… I was thinking about leaving P.C.A but I'm not the type to run away from their problems so am gonna just stay, suck it up and get on with my pathetic life. So I gotta go now. The skank sisters are here. Yes I'm talking my so called best friends. Shit! They brought over the guys which just happen to include Logan in a damn muscle shirt. I swear he wants me to fuckin' sin!!! Oh God! I think I'm blushing and staring at him. Why doesn't God just take me now? But seriously, I have to go. Later!
"Hey Dana" Zoey said to me in her stupid southern accent. I get really tired of hearing it now and she's starting to aggravate me. Not only because she bad-mouthed me, but also because she's too perfect. She isn't even perfect, it's all an act. But I really don't care.
"Oh hey Zoë, guys" I replied as if nothing was wrong
"Dana did you hear about the rumors?" Nicole asked in her usual preppy voice that makes me want to choke the life out of her.
"What rumors?" I ask as if was clueless. I'm a good actress, got it from my dad. I'm the only one that can actually act out of al my sis and bros.
"It's not even important. So why did you miss drama class?" Zoey said trying to change the topic. I guess she was feeling guilty. Serves the bitch damn right!
"No I'd like to hear" I say calmly expecting to hear Nicole start rambling in a few seconds.
"It's about you!" she started. Everyone was sitting down by now. Chase was in the armchair with Zoey in his lap (yes they were finally dating!). Nicole, Michael, Lola and then Logan were on the huge couch Logan bought for me and Lola's room. Lola was in total flirt mode with Logan right about now. I guess she likes him too. I feel uncontrollably sad right about now. Well at least now that I know Lola likes him; I know I have no chance whatsoever with him. She's like beautiful and she has a tiny body unlike mine. Yeah I'm slim but still…plus she has great fashion sense and always looks great not to mention she's a total girly girl. And those are the kinda girls he likes. Not the sporty type like me that can actually beat him at any sport. Well am just gonna continue liking him from a distance.
"Well I'd like to hear Nicole. Could you please continue." I said surprisingly nice. Everyone looked towards Nicole expecting her to officially start the rambling.
"Everyone is saying about how you're not as tough as you act. They said there were even some girls in the bathroom that said you aren't even that pretty and you're just an ugly bitch! They even said you've been sleeping around and that you're just some skanky slut and you should stop acting like you're better than everyone else.
"Dana, we're really sorry. We didn't want you to know. But as your best friends we thought you should know what they were saying." Zoey said as if she really cared.
"We're really sorry Dana" Lola said as if she was concerned and she and those other Barbie look-a-likes weren't the ones to cause the rumor.
"Yeah, me too." Nicole added not wanting to feel left out
I stood up abruptly. These bitches were unbelievable! I didn't intend on making them know that I knew it was them who basically started it but I can't hold it any longer. "Best friends? You guys aren't even my friends!" I said with obvious hatred in my voice but I didn't care.
"Why would you say a thing like that?" Nicole asked pretending like she was hurt.
"I was in one of the stalls and I heard what you guys really thought of me. So you can just stop pretending now!" I was so angry. I hated people who try to manipulate others with their personality or because they know your weakness. I could feel my eyes burning as I made my way towards the door quickly. I didn't want anyone to see me crying and break down because of rumors. Only one person ever saw me cry and it was my dad. He's the only one who truly understands me. I was about to open the door when Zoey called out.
"Dana! Wait, please" she said with pleading eyes
"What?" I said with obvious venom and pain in my voice. Thank God my voice managed to stay stable!
"We really are sorry. We didn't mean what we said! We were just playing around" Zoey as she, Nicole and Lola started to breakdown crying. Chase attended to Zoey as Michael attended to Nicole and Logan to Lola. I just rolled my eyes at the sight. I should be the one crying. Whatever. I hate when they do this. When they do something wrong they manipulate the guys and make it look as if they're the victim.
"Zoey" I said my voice surprisingly still level thank those Gods people worship "you don't joke those ways; and why didn't you laugh after you said it all? With that I stormed out slamming the door and running towards the bathroom. I flew through the bathroom and headed for a stall immediately.
A/N: I'm trying to make my chapters as long as possible and make the diary entries a little shorter. But remember she has the diary because she needs to vent her feelings and that's why she writes so much. So please review and let me know what you think. Chapter2 is finished and will be up as soon as I get 10 reviews- bad or good it doesn't matter.
