Author's note: Thanks to my first reviewers, I'm glad you liked the prologue! Yeah, I know it was short, but I had nothing else to say about it, and I really wanted to get to the first day, hope you like this one as well!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. NADA! If I did, Quinn and Logan would've been together from the start. So, obviously, I don't own it, I just wish I did. And keep in mind, I've not seen all the episodes, so if I misquote or I do a scene wrong, I probably haven't seen it, or I haven't seen it in awhile. And if you don't like how I'm writing Dana, I only remember the parts where she's being mean, so not entirely my fault, and please don't flame.
Moving through the crowds of boys coming back to PCA, and the girls coming for the first time, Logan looked around, shifting the strap of his backpack higher up on his shoulder, checking out some of the girls he walked back. Sure, he was slightly annoyed that his school was going to be taken over by a bunch of girls, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the scenery...As his attention was drawn by a girl in a very short skirt, he slammed straight into someone, knocking both of them to the ground. Cursing loudly as he whacked his head on the ground, he sat up slowly, looking over at the other person who was sprawled out in front of him. A thin, pale girl in a pair of jeans and a shirt with the words 'Science Rocks' across her chest was staring up at the sky, looking slightly dazed. Quickly reaching out for the glasses lying beside her before someone stepped on them, he took her hand, pulling her to her feet as he stood. "Sorry about that," he murmured, placing the glasses carefully back onto her face. "Are you okay?"
As the girl nodded, rubbing the back of her head and giving him a swift smile, she pushed her glasses a little higher on her nose. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks," she nodded again, sticking her hand out towards him then. "I'm Quinn Pensky, what's your name?"
"Logan," he answered, sliding his hand into hers and shaking it firmly. "Logan Reese." Looking up and seeing some of the other guys from the basketball team moving towards them, he quickly yanked his hand out of hers, saying loudly, "No, I don't have time to show nerds around, come back when you grow a chest!" He winced inwardly, seeing her face fall as a few people turned to look at them and started laughing, since she currently lacked breasts, as he had said. She turned and hurried away then, leaving him standing alone for only a moment before the basketball team reached him, some of them clapping him on the shoulders and back, laughing about his comments to her. "Come on," he grunted, moving towards the courts, unable to help the slight slump of his shoulders as he walked, his head filled with the memory of her hurt look, and the tears he had seen welling up a moment before she left. "Let's go shoot some hoops."
A few hours later, soaked with sweat and with all the showers in the dormitories occupied, Logan made his way down to the beach. He knew no one would be there around sunset, as it was pretty cold already that night, so as he reached the sand he began to strip down, hurrying into the water. Unfortunately for him, he missed seeing the girl who was seated a little ways away from where he went in, her eyes wide as she watched him. Freezing as he heard a voice squeaking out his name, he turned slowly, then quickly covered everything necessary as he saw a teary Quinn staring at him, her eyes as big as saucers. Crap..."What're you lookin' at," he snapped, silently cursing his quick defense mechanisms. "You might want to take a picture, this is probably the only time you'll ever see any guy like this!" Logan let out a small groan then as Quinn got to her feet, her eyes blazing. Grabbing his clothes, she hurled them into the water, then made a very rude hand gesture at him before she turned and stalked away, yelling about idiot boys. Slapping himself in the forehead, Logan began to try and gather up his clothes, only managing to find his shirt, as the waves had carried everything out too far, and his shoes had floated to the bottom. He let out a soft grunt, pulling his shirt on and wading out of the water, yanking the shirt down as far as he could as he ran back to his dorm. Kicking the door, he winced a bit, hurrying inside as one of his new roommates, Chase Matthews, opened it.
Chase and their other roommate, Michael Barrett, just stared at Logan, obviously trying not to laugh. "What happened to you," Michael managed to ask just before he and Chase fell apart laughing, holding onto each other to stay upright as Logan found a pair of boxers and yanked them on, then ripped the wet shirt off, throwing it in their faces.
Pulling on a pair of baggy flannel pajama pants, he snapped, deciding that now that everyone thought he hated her, he might as well go the whole way, "Quinn Pensky is what happened to me! All the showers were full, so I decided to wash off in the ocean, and she took my clothes and threw them in!" As they kept laughing, he rolled his eyes, grabbing his key and hurrying out, slamming the door as loudly as possible behind himself. Moving to the lounge, he threw himself down on the best sofa, looking up as three girls walked in, one a short, hyperactive brunette who was bouncing up and down, squealing about how excited she was to be there, one a blonde around her height, obviously calmer than the first girl, and a tall, exotic-looking girl with blonde-highlighted brown curls. Sitting up, he looked them over, finally realising they were going to his room. He started to get up, then stopped, sinking back down onto the sofa as Quinn wandered past, looking slightly lonely. She made her way to the others, pretending not to hear a rude comment from the tall girl as the blonde knocked on his door, stepping inside with the others as Chase opened the door again. Logan waited until the door shut, then he made his way out, knowing there was still a coffee cart working...he had found that one his first year at PCA, and the guy working it always stayed open a little later than the others. He hurried to the usual spot, sighing in relief as he saw the guy wave to him, an eyebrow arched at his wardrobe. "Long story," he grunted as he stepped up to the cart. "Give me one of my usuals, and..." He frowned and scanned the menu, wondering what Quinn would like. All he really knew about her was that she liked science, after all..."I guess one of those weird bubble tea things...a green one," he added, rememembering that her headband had been green.
The guy smirked a bit, realising slowly what was going on. "Trying to get on a girl's good side, huh? Who'd you make mad her first day here?" Chuckling softly, he turned away to make the drinks as Logan just glared at him, shoving a ten dollar bill at him. "See you tomorrow," he called to Logan once he was finished, handing the boy the drinks and watching him run back to the dorms.
"Chase, Michael," Logan called loudly as he stepped into the dorm and moved down the hall, stopping in front of his door. "Open up, I've got my hands full!" Taking a few deep breaths, he stepped past Michael as he opened the door, barely noticing the girls lounging around the room, his eyes immediately going to Quinn...who was fast asleep on his bed. Damn it.
