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Chapter 3
Zoey knocks hesitantly on the door to Room 217; the boys' dorm room. She couldn't believe that she was actually there, in that moment, waiting to speak to Logan about her emotional problems. She had contemplated not going at all, but decided against it because she didn't want to ride this depression rollercoaster anymore. Something had to be done. Unfortunately, the solution involved talking to Logan, which sucked. Badly. What a way to ruin your own life.
She hears a muffled voice call "Come in!" and reluctantly turns the door knob and enters, to find Logan flopped in a bean bag sipping a blueberry Blix. She immediately goes defensive mode, preparing for any tricks or pranks; things Logan lived for.
"Is anyone else here, or hiding or anything? Are there any cameras installed around the room or hidden in your hair? Is this all just a big joke to get me to finally make out with you? Or are you really serious?" She glares at him suspiciously while sneaking glances around the boys' dorm room. Logan looks truly shocked and a bit offended. Then his face eases into an easy grin and he laughs.
"No Brookes. No cameras. No hiding spies. Just me and you. Now sit 'cause I've got to go meet someone in ten minutes and I really want to know what's up with you." She gives one final glance about the room, then plops, sighing, into a blue beanbag chair.
"Fine. What do you want to know?" He places his Blix in a mini fridge on the shelf and leans up against it, crossing his arms.
"Everything."
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A dark-haired girl stepped from a taxi, onto the lush green grass of PCA's front lawn. She frowned darkly at the slow, old taxi driver who was removing her 5 suitcases from the trunk, taking care to move at an agonizingly slow pace, similar to that of an indecisive turtle. Finally, after several moments of impatient foot tapping, she rolled her dark brown eyes and stepped down to the curb. Nudging the driver out of the way, the grabbed the remaining four suitcases and paid the man. He nodded curtly then began the journey back to the front seat. The girl watched him the whole way, making sure he didn't die right in the street, and when the taxi was finally coasting down the road (at a very slow pace, mind you) she turned around to face PCA's main building, smirking wildly.
"It feels good to be home."
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"-so I broke up with him. Things just weren't the same." Zoey sighs, bringing a hand up to massage her throbbing temples. Talking about all of this; getting it out in the open, felt good, but a headache was managing to dominate the relief.
" You broke up with him because everything was different? How did anything change? You were fine before, and so was James. Zoey, he said he loved you. So what could possibly be wrong with that?' They were both in different positions now, Zoey draped across the bottom bunk, and Logan resting calmly on the floor, arms folded behind his head.
"I don't know. Things just weren't right. It was if I had been living in a dream for the past two months and I had just woken up. Something had to change, and now that it has changed, everything is still wrong."
"Two months?"
"Yeah."
"Chase left two months ago, Zoe." She suddenly sucks in a breath and he knows he's hit the jackpot.
"S-so?" Her reply is feeble and barely comes out with any sound. Logan uncrosses his arms and sits up to face her. She looks away from him and twirls the elastic on her wrist. "So," she says again with a bit more sound. "That doesn't - that doesn't make a difference. Just because Chase is gone, doesn't mean anything."
"You love him, don't you?" That throws her off completely and she looks up, startled. He can see the tears glistening and threatening to fall out of the corner of her eyes, as she breathes heavily.
"Yes."
Logan watches as one single tear slides down her cheek and feels a twinge in his heart. She was crying. He hadn't expected her to cry, or get emotional at all, though he'd suspected this from the start. Zoey was in love, yet so alone because the one she longed to be with was thousands of miles away. He sighs and rubs the back of his neck. He didn't know how to comfort Zoey, because he honestly couldn't do anything that would make her situation better.
Zoey wipes the lone tear away, and sniffles. "Now you know. Now do you get why I've been like this? I didn't want to face the reality of it, but now reality is all I've got."
He nods. "I know the feeling." He conjures up an image of his current secret girlfriend in his mind and grins to himself. "I can definitely relate." There is silence for a moment as Zoey sniffles again. Then suddenly he remembers he was supposed to meet said girlfriend behind their secret bush ten minutes ago. He jumps up quickly snatching his Blix from the floor. Zoey looks startled again and sits up as well, rubbing her eyes.
He smiles sheepishly and grabs his backpack from off of a red beanbag chair. "Sorry but I forgot I had to meet someone. " Zoey stands up and grabs her bag.
"Oh yes, sorry, I should of remembered you had to go meet Quinn! Just got a little caught up I guess..." Logan freezes.
"How'd you know I had to go meet Quinn?"
"Umm... well I kinda saw you and her making out behind a bush a couple weeks ago and.."
"Oh shit."
She laughs a little at Logan's shocked face and wacks him playfully in the back of the head. "When were you planning on telling us, doofus?" He throws his head back and groans, frustrated..
"We didn't want people to judge us. Does anyone else know?"
"Nope, no one else knows and it'll stay that way. It's not my business to tell." Logan sighs, relieved, then walks to the door and opens it.
"Your not so bad Brookes."
"Your not too bad either Reese. Just don't ask me to make out EVER again. And also.."
She follows him out of the room and he locks it, and pockets the key. "- what I told you is pretty private so don't tell anyone, please?"
"I've got you covered Brookes." He gives her his sinister smirk and walks away and she wonders if telling him was one big mistake. But when he looks over his shoulder and winks, she knows that her secret is as safe as it was stuck inside her.
A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. I tried to make Logan as sensitive as possible while still staying in his character, and I hope it was good enough. Try to guess what's about to happen, since I gave you a small hint in the middle of this chapter. All I can tell you is that PCA is about to take a turn for the worst. DRAMA GALORE!! REVIEWS make the world go round!!
-Marissa (a.k.a. Mrs. Dylan Lampka)