Here you go, chapter 2 of 'Answer the phone.' So, that is all I hav to say, so I am not going to make you bored by reading this stupid author note. On with the story.

Disclaimer: Usual. Why do we put these? I mean, come on, we don't own anything, and we never will unless it is an OC, which I have. How depressing.

Chapter 2

Nobody POV:

They all raised their hands and went on to finish their breakfast.

Dana had history next, along with Zoey and Logan. Dana sighed as she stood up and threw her lunch away. She didn't know if she could survive four more classes. Especially since the next class is with Logan. Thank god for Zoey! Dana gathered her books and headed off to History. As she walked in, she saw an open spot by Zoey and immediately sat down next to her.

"Hey Zoey," Dana greeted.

"Hey," Zoey answered. Zoey had her laptop in front of her, and made sure the sound was off. Dana did the same. Soon Logan walked in.

"Don't worry ladies, Logan is here!" Logan greeted sitting behind Dana and Zoey. Zoey rolled her eyes and Dana sighed.

"Now.." Mr. Packer started. (A/N: I don't know their History teachers name, or if they even HAVE history. I don't think they mentioned it in the show.) Dana wasn't necessarily listing, neither was half the class. She turned around and noticed Logan was texting on his cell phone, and everyone was basically asleep or daydreaming. Except Zoey who was talking notes like crazy. Pathetic. Dana thought. Dana quickly got out a piece of paper from her binder and started to write a note to Zoey.

Hey, why are you actually writing notes down! Dana quickly shoved it over to Zoey when Mr. Packer wasn't looking. She took it quickly and hid it. Zoey read it and started to write.

Because we have a test on this stuff in a few days! Zoey wrote back

What's your point? Dana passed it back to Zoey and Logan saw this.

"Dana, you know it's not a good idea to pass notes during class!" Logan sarcastically yelled loud enough for Mr. Packer to hear. Mr. Packer started to walk towards them. Dana glared at Logan, but suddenly her face formed into an evil grin.

"Isn't that kind of the same concept as you texting!" Dana yelled even louder as the teacher walked over.

"What is going on here?" He asked putting his glasses to the tip of his nose.

"Well, Dana is writing notes!" Logan blurted.

"And Logan is texting!" Dana growled. The teacher looked confused. "On his cell phone," Dana added making sure Mr. Packer knew what she was talking about.

"Dana, give me your note, Logan me your cell phone! Both of you come back here when school is over, you have detention!" Mr. Packer yelled as he confiscated their things. Before turning around Dana gave Logan the finger.

"Thanks," Zoey whispered to Dana. Dana was confused.

"Uh, for what?" Dana asked shifting in her seat.

"For not turning me in, and for taking the blame for the note. I mean, I have never had a detention and all," Zoey whispered back quickly. Dana could barley understand her, but got the point of it. Dana nodded and shrugged. Detention wasn't so bad, as long as it didn't get put on her record.

"Just remember we have a test in two days! And Logan, Dana, you have detention with me at the end of school, make sure you report to this room. You will get your cell phone back in detention Mr. Reese," Mr. Packer said. "Your all dismissed," he groaned.

"Thank god," Dana murmured as she gathered her books and made her way to the next classes of the day.

The bell that ends the day rung and Dana groaned as she realized she had one hour of detention with Logan. Sauntering off to the history class room Dana ran into Logan. "YOU!" Dana growled.

"Me? What did I do?" Logan asked sarcastically.

"You know what you did!"

"Well, babe, you got my cell phone taken away AND a detention. I just got you a detention," Logan commented back.

"Yeah, you started it!" Dana yelled still walking towards the history room.

"Did not!" Logan argued.

"Did too! Just shut up," Dana said walking into the room. Logan followed close behind. This was going to be one LONG detention. "We are here," Dana mumbled while entering the room.

"Good, now sit down in one of those two seats," Mr. Packer pointed. Dana sat down, and Logan followed. She crossed her legs, and folded her arms across her stomach. Logan slouched back and tapped his pencil.

"Now, I have to go make copies of these for tomorrow. Can I trust you guys to stay here, and not kill one-another?" Mr. Packer asked gathering papers to copy.

"Uh-huh," Logan said, still taping his pencil. After Mr. Packer left and shut the door, Dana grabbed the pencil from Logan's hand and snapped it in half.

"What the hell was that for?" Logan questioned.

"For taping it, and getting on my nerves," Dana yelled throwing the broken pencil across the room. Logan started to click his tongue.

"Logan!" Dana yelled turning to face him.

"You want to take my tongue out? Go ahead, try it with your lips," Logansmiled sarcastically while getting up and sitting on Dana's desk.

"Shut up," she said turning the other direction. Logan scooted closer to her, and leaned his head down right by her face. "I swear Logan, if you don't stop getting of my nerves I will kill you!"

"Try," Logan smiled and was right next to Dana's face. She took her hand, put it on Logan's head and pushed him away. Logan shrugged and sat back in his own seat. "I'm bored, let's play a game!"

"No," Dana said.

"Truth or dare?" Logan asked not listening to her.

"I said no!" Dana yelled.

"These copy's didn't come out!" Mr. Packer complained as he stormed into the room.

"I can try," Dana suggested. She would do anything to be out of this room.

"And I can go with her," Logan spoke up. Dana shot him a glare, and turned her attention back to Mr. Packer.

"Sure, just, be back in the next 20 minutes, or I will look for you!" Mr. Packer said handing the papers to Dana. She walked out and didn't know were the copy machine is.

"Uh, Logan.. Do you know where the copying machine is?" Dana asked sweetly.

"Bipolar," Logan mumbled walking towards it.

"Shut it," Dana said following Logan. When they got to the copying room Logan placed the paper in and copied them. "Have you copied papers for teachers before?" Dana asked as she watched Logan copy the papers as if it were his daily job.

"Yeah," Logan replied. Dana gathered the papers and made her way back to the room.

"We have 10 minutes to burn, what do you want to do?" Dana asked stopping in the middle of the hall.

"Wanna' make out?" Logan asked.

"Drop-dead," Dana saidrunning off.

"Wait up!" Logan yelled running towards Dana. Dana started to run away from him except she tripped over someone's book on the ground and wentdarting towards the floor. The papers went everywhere and Logan stared wide-eyed at her. Dana groaned and laid her head back down on the floor. She didn't feel like getting up. Logan walked over, gathered all the papers up and stuck out his hand to help Dana up. "Smooth move." Dana didn't say anything, instead she walked off.

"Here are the papers," Dana said to Mr. Packer as she walked in, then sat back down. Logan handed him the copies, and joined Dana.

"Thanks you two, go ahead, get out ofhere," he said shoeing us off. "Mr. Reese, here is your phone," Mr. Packer said handing Logan his phone. They walked off and back to their dorms, until Dana got another call on her cell phone.

Hmm, a little cliffy. Who's calling? Lol, tell me what you think.. By pressing the pretty button. Review!

--Brittany