What the Hell?
Chap 1
A/n: Another BOREDOM BUSTER! Only this time I've actually wanted to write something like this, unlike Don't Let Me Get Me! That was straight off the top of my head!
I know my world and this isn't it! It must be a dream! That's it it's a dream. Nothing to worry about. I'll just wake up soon and find myself in my own bed, in my own world. There are two girls in a set of bunkbeds across from me and a bunk above. Weird. There's something about this room that screams PCA and then something else that tells you it's not. Another thing is that the girls are in exactly the same places as Zoey, Nicole and Lola are in in reality. I have no idea what is happening here all I can think is this is a parallel universe.
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Now that I look at the girls to my right a little more closely, metaphorically of course as I haven't actually left the bed, there is something familiar about them. I'm guessing the one in top is a parallel Lola and the other is a parallel Zoey. The parallel Lola's red hair is clumped over her face and the parallel Zoey's electric blue hair is spiked up almost perfectly. The parallel Zoey has short spikey hair, whilst the parallel Lola's hair was long, probably as long as her upper body. What does Nicole look like? I'll have to wait. They'll have to get up soon. It's five to eight.
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Eight o' clock is finally here, but I thought everything went faster in dreams. This was going at the same pace as reality. What if this isn't a dream? What if it's reality? How did I get here? How come I'm not in my world? How come I'm not at MY PCA?
"Da-na, it's time to get up?" a groggy voice says from above me.
She called me Da-na, not Dana, but Da-na. I hate it when the teachers call me that in school. It's so annoying. 'Da-na, can you tell me the name of this acid?' 'Da-na, what's a pro of marriage?' 'Da-na, why do you use short hand in Algebra?' Sends a chill down my spine and usually I don't answer.
"Well, Da-na?" the girl moans.
I get up and realize it's Nicole. She has black hair with streaks and she lets it hang loosely around her shoulders. She's wearing a really short black leather mini-skirt and a black halter-neck. I stare, I can't help it. She looks so much like my Nicole and yet she's wearing that.
"What?" the parallel Nicole snaps.
"Can you stop calling me Da-na?" I mumble.
"Whatever!" Nicole sighs and walks away.
I go to where my wardrobe is. To my shock it's filled with pink frilly stuff.
"What's the matter, Da-na? Run out of things to wear?" the parallel Zoey has appeared at my shoulder with a smirk on her face.
She's wearing an electric blue short-sleeved V-neck and light blue jeans.
"No, no!" I mutter.
"K, then!" the parallel Zoey is about to walk away.
"Zoey?" I shout after her.
"What'd'ya call me?" Zoey span around, "Nobody ever calls me that!"
"Can you call me Dana, not Da-na?" I ask hopefully.
"Only if you promise never to call me Zoey again, it's Zo!" she says giggling.
"Deal!" I smile.
"It's a deal, then!" she smiles back.
I pick a white frilly layered top and white jeans from my wardrobe and head to the bathroom to put them on.
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It's different, but familiar in there to. I step into the cubicle nearest the wall. Everywhere I look it's covered in writing. 'Nico 4 Chaz!' 'Q luvz Chaz!' 'Zo + Chaz 4eva!' 'Da-na luvz Chaz more!' Whoa! I actually like a boy? 'Lolo 4 Chaz, Chaz 4 Lolo!' I can guess these. Nico is Nicole, Q is Quinn, Zo is Zoey, Da-na is me and Lolo is Lola, but this Chaz, he's confusing, totally and utterly confusing.
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When I get back to the dorm it's just Lola, I mean Lolo in there.
"Ready to go?" she asks quietly.
"Sure!" I answer softly.
Lolo is wearing beige trousers that are to long and a huge brown jumper, that's not really in California, or that's at least where I hope we are. I grab the pink bunny backpack that sitting at the end of my bed. It's hideous, but there's nothing I can do about that.
We start walking out the dorm, to the cafeteria.
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"What's this about you not wanting to be called Da-na, anymore?" Lolo asked after a while.
I shrug, "Just fancy a change."
"Alright, then!" Lolo smiles.
We carry on walking.
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"Who's Chaz?" I ask, pretending to be sarcastic.
"Chaz Matthews?" Lolo asks shocked.
"Yeah?"
"You've had a crush on him for months and now suddenly you don't remember who he is!"
"I was being sarcastic!"
"Da-na was never sarcastic, now your Dana you are! You confuse me!"
"Sorry!"
"You're from a different world, aren't you? You're Da-na's double!"
"Don't be silly!"
"I'm not! Zo told me that this morning you called her Zoey! You've changed your name to Dana! I'm only thinking logically!"
"I've just gone for a change!"
"Understatement of the year!"
"You know what, I'm not hungry! Go on without me!"
I head to the fountain, or where I hope the fountain to be.
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Thankfully for once I've got something right. The fountain is there. I go and sit on it. Tracing my hand in the water.
"Da-na?" a voice asks me smoothly.
This time I don't metaphorically shiver, I really do.
"I'm Dana now!" I declare.
"So, Dana?"
"What?"
I look up and there standing above me is the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen in my entire life. He's wearing dark jeans, a dark denim jacket and underneath that a black muscle shirt. I almost fell backwards into the fountain. He's got to be Chaz.
"I'm sorry about last night!" he apologized, "Don't be cross with me! Zo turned up to play 'would ya rather'!"
"Why would I be cross with you?" I asked foolishly.
"I stood you up! I'm sorry!" he whispers as though he's afraid someone'll here.
"Don't be! It wasn't your fault! Zo knew all about our date! She just likes ya!" I lie.
"Wanna go out tonight?" he asks slowly.
"I got plans!" I lie again, I'm getting good at this.
"Your loss!" he smirks and walks off.
There's something about he that reminds me of someone that I can't just lay my finger on. It's not Logan. If only I could remember surnames.
A girl comes up behind me and puts her hands over my eyes.
"Guess who?" she squeals.
"Enlighten me!" I sigh.
"Q!" she shrieks.
She then jumps round in front of me.
"So? How'd it go with Chaz?" Q asks excited.
"It didn't!"
"Why? What happened?"
"He stood me up!"
"That's why you ran from Lolo!"
"Mmhm!"
This lying is becoming a real pain.
"You're poor thing!" Q exclaims, then she tries to hug me.
I swing out of her reach.
"I'm on speed dial if ya need me!" I can sense the hurt in Q's voice.
I want to be sorry for her I really do, but she's not my Quinn, this isn't my world.
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It's time for class now. I reluctantly get up and go. As I'm walking along I bump into this really small geeky kid.
"Da-na, I heard about Chaz, I'm so sorry!" he snorts.
"And you are?" I ask stupidly.
"Oh, Da-na! Don't pretend you don't know who I am! I really am sorry that I didn't get you an A+ on your history report! How was I supposed to know it was only A material?" the kid whined.
"Just tell me who the hell you are! I'll be late for class!" I snap.
I can't lay my finger on this one. He's the height of Dustin and yet he seems far older. No it can't be……
A/n: A good story I think!!!!!!! What do you think?????? Who do you think Chaz is?????? Who do you think the geeky guy is????