PART ONE: Through the eyes of Logan

I woke up in the morning with the worst headache that I had, had in a long time. She did this to me every morning, but this morning it was worst than ever. I looked around the room as I listened to the annoying beeping sound of Chase's alarm clock. I wished that I wasn't clear on the top bunk because I wanted to throw it out of the window. I turned to face the wall, and I put the pillow over my ear that was exposed to the sound, but it didn't help, not even just a little bit. I took a deep breath and tried to ignore it, but that didn't work either.

" Chase, shut that stupid thing off. Some of us don't like to listen to it." I said as I turned back around, so that I could see the whole room.

" What did you say, Logan?" Chase asked as he sat up out of bed. I had just woken him up, but I really didn't care because his alarm had waking me up, and I wasn't to happy about it. Expecally since it was Friday, and we don't have to go to school this Friday because it's Valentines Day. I guess the teachers felt like being nice to us this year or something, but we don't have school. Of course, we're always on campus, other than when we go to the beach or something, so it's not like we're ever actually away from school

" Shut up!" Micael yelled from the other bed. He was obvioulsy yelling at the alarm. Me and Chase had to have the bunk beds, and Michael got the queen sized one becuase he called it first wich absolutly sucks because a King, like me, deserves a Queen more than him.

" Come on Chase, turn that dumb thing off." I told him. Chase turned off the alarm, and we all went back to sleep because it was only 5:47am, and I do not get up that early unless it's by accident.

I woke up again around 7-ish, and I couldn't go back to sleep. My headache was gone, but for some reason, I couldn't get my mind off of the one person who always managed to give me one. I decided to walk down to the beach because I didn't have anything better to do. I got out of bed, threw on a pair of new denium shorts and a black wifebeater with a red overshirt that I left unbuttoned. I put on a pair of black K-Swiss, and then I was on my way.

I scoped up and down the beach to see any sign of life other than me, and there she was, my headache. The only gilr on the face of the Earth that actualy hated me. It looked like she was writing in something, maybe a diary or journal. But, that couldn't be. Dana's not the type to right in a diary. I mean, she's really good at sports, and she got an additude to match many things, but that's usually only how she acts around me. Dana took a break from whatever she was doing to look at the sunrise among the waves, and then she continued what she was doing.

" Hey," I said as I sat down on the sand next to her. She had on a pair of faded-blue shorts, with a white tanktop and white flip-flops. Her tan looked hott in those shorts, and so did she, but don't tell her I said anything.

" What do you want?" she questioned me as she quickly shut whatever she was writing in.

" I don't WANT anything, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I came to the beach because there wasn't anything else to do. And then, I ran into you." I explained to her.

" Oh." she said as she scooted away from me a little bit.

" So, why don't you let me see what you're writing." I suggested as I snached the book from her hands.

" Logan, give me that back right now!" she said calmly. Her eyes grew wide like there was something in it that I wasn't suppose to see.

" No, I would have never guessed that you, of all people, have a diary."

" I do, now give it back please." she said. I could tell that she was starting get really annoyed, but she was trying to be nice. This was actually the first time that she had ever been semi-nice to me.

" Wow, this looks interesting," I said as I opened it up to what she had just been writing.

' I woke up with that same headache that he manages to give me every single morning. I don't know how I manage to hate him so much, but he doesn't make it very hard. He doesn't have a person to go to the Valentines Day Dance yet today witch surprises me very much. I do, and his name is Nick G. I'm really glad that he asked me becuase I've been good friends with him for a long time, and it's nice to finally be more than that with him. Right now, its around 7-ish and I'm watching the sunrise. It looks really cool with that way that the sun reflects on the water. I just wish that he could see it. Maybe that would change something inside of him, so he'll realize that he's not the most beautiful thing on the planet. I know I keep going back to talking about him. Maybe it's just because...' I read in my head. That was all that was writtin though.

" Logan, quit reading that, please." Dana pleaded. She looked like she was gonna cry, and I had never seen her like that. All I could think was, ' there must be some serious stuff in there that she doesn't want me to know.'

" Fine, don't cry or anything." I told her.

" Go fuck yourself, Logan," she told me as she snatched it away from me.

" What, I'm tryin' to be nice."

" What ever." she said as she started walking along the beach. I followed her because I had a couple of questions to ask her.

" How come you didn't tell me that you where gonna go with Nick?" I asked her.

" Becuase it's none of you buisness." she told me.

" We'll if I would have known that, then I would have said yes to one of the many girls that wanted to go with me." I told her. Of course, I wouldn't really go to the dance with Dana. I mean, she's hott, but she hates me and it jsut wouldn't work out.

" Yeah right," she responed.

" So, do you come down her every morning?" I asked her.

" No only on Fridays and sometimes on Saturdays. Now, will you go away. I don't want to talk to you." she told me.

" Why becuase for once, we're talking like we don't mind eachother's presents?" I asked her.

" No, I can't stand your presents, and that's why I'm leaving." she told me as she left. I just smiled at her, but I didn't say anything.

After about five minutes of just kind of standing there, I decided to leave. I didn't want to stay there all day. Besides, I had to find a date to the dance with-in 12 hours. Witch I must say, isn't all that hard for me, but she has to be perfect.

I stopped in the lounge at around 9 because I just wanted some chill time. I had already found a date to the dance. Her name is Heather Lockinberg. She's cute, but not as hott as Dana.

" What are you doin' here?" Dana questioned me as she sat down on one of the couches in the lounge.

" I'm sorry, I didn't know that this area was suppose to be a Logan free zone." I answered her as I sat down on the other couch.

" Whatever." she said as she rolled her eyes.

" So, do you wanna make out?" I questioned her.

" In your dreams." she answered.

" Someone better wake me up then becuase I think I'm dreaming." I responed.

" The only reason that you want me, is becuase you know that you can't have me." Dana told me. I started to think that that might be true.

" Hey babe." Nick said as he sat down besides Dana. For some reason, it made me a little bit mad.

" Hi," she responed.

" What's up Logan?" he asked me.

" Nothin much. Just hangin out." I answered him.

" Well, I got to go, I just thought that I better say hi. I'll see you both at basketball practice Sunday. Oh and I'll see you tonight babe." he said as he gave Dana a kiss on the cheak. Dana blushed and then Nick walked away.

" Alright, back to what we were talking about before Mr.Interupption came along." I said as soon as the door shut and Nick was gone.

" I don't think so, I've got to leave." Dana lied.

" Why do you act like you can't have a normal conversation with me?" I asked her.

" Maybe becuase I don't want to have one with you, and why are you trying to be nice to me today?" she responded.

" Hey Dana, what's up Logan?" Michael said as he walked in the lounge and sat down next to Dana.

" Nothin." Dana said. " I'm just trying to get your friend to leave me alone." she said as she stould up and walked tword the radio. She began to search for a good station. Michael moved over next to Logan.

" You know you like her." Michael said to me.

" So what if I do?" I asked.

" You only like her because she's the only girl in this whole school that you can't pick up." Michael annonced.

" Yeah right, I could have Dana anytime that I want her." I said with a cocky touch to my voice.

" Would you care to put money where your mouth is" Michael asked.

"First of all, that line is old and tired. Second of all, I don't mind that at all." I said. " So how much cash are we talking?" I asked.

" I'm thinkin in the two hundred range." Michael said.

" I'm rich, to me that's like two dollars." I stated.

" Well, I'm not, and to me that's a lot of money." Michael said.

" Fine, how's about we don't go money. Let's say we make it more interesting than that." I suggested.

" What do you have in mind?" he asked me.

" I'm thinkin streakin." I said.

" I'm not doin that. I could get kicked out of PCA."

" See it's people like you that make me trip here at PCA boring." I explained. " Everyone around here is scared to take a little risk in their lives." I continued.

" Maybe that's becuase not everyone's daddy can buy their way back into school." Michael said.

" What in the hell is that suppose to mean?" I questioned.

" Nothing." he answered. " I'll do it, but your conditions are diffrent then mine." Michael annonced.

" What?" I asked.

" You have to tell Dana that truth about how you feel about her if you don't hook up with her before the last day of school." Michael said.

" Why would I want to tell her that I hate her guts?" I asked.

" You do want too, but that's not the truth." Michael said.

" What's not the truth?" Dana questioned as she sat back down on the couch.