Dana's POV
I'm back at PCA. France was terrible! I hated it so much! I still don't understand the language and I was there for 4 friggin' years! Anyways, I'm walking to my dorm. I share a dorm with Nicole and my cousin, Lola. Zoey had to room with Quinn and Lisa in room 105 this year.
I'm listening to "The Getaway" by Hilary Duff on my Mp3 player when some one bumps into me. "Oww!" I yell. It was Logan. He helps me up.
"Sorry Dana." He says. "Whatever." I say, walking away. "Wait!" he yells. What does he want now? "What Logan?" I say, turning around. Before I can say anything or do anything else, his lips crush down on mine. OMG! Why is he kissing me? And WHY AM I KISSING HIM BACK! He pulls away slowly. "What was that for?" I ask quietly. "Umm.... Well I just....umm....I gotta go! Bye!" He says before running away towards the beach. I just follow him. He stops by the shore. I walk up to him.
"Logan? Why did you kiss me and then run?" "I don't know Dana. I'm sorry." He says. "No, it's okay." I say. He turns to me. "It is?" he asks confused. "Yea." "Well in that case..." he smirks at me before kissing me again. I push him off of me and smack him. "Oww! What was that for!" he yells. "For being a....a.....a pushover!" I say.
"Really Dana? A pushover?" he says, smirking with his signature smirk and grabbing me by the waist. "Do you really think I'm a pushover?" he asks, getting closer, if that's even possible. "Ye...yea." I say nervously. He gets closer to my face. I can feel his breath going down my neck. I shiver. "Really?" he asks again. "Umm...."I say, nothing else being able to come out of my mouth.
He kisses me again. I kiss him back. His arms wrap tighter around my waist as my arms go around his neck. After kissing for about 3 minutes, we pull away. His forehead is on mine. "Now do you think I'm being a pushover?" he asks smirking again. "No." I say before pulling him down for another kiss.
