Picture Perfect

Chapter 4

Friendships to More or Less

Disclaimer: I don't not own the cast of Zoey 101

Dana's POV

It is now 10 o'clock and Logan is not here. That is no surprise. Why would he kept his promise to me? He woke me up at 9 o'clock on a Saturday. I could have just fell back asleep. I thought he was going to be here at 10 o'clock. So I got ready and in Nicole words 'got cute' and for no reason. Now I am wide awake because I am already took a shower and got dress. Today I even applied makeup that Nicole made me buy a while back.

I walked to the door. Maybe I could get some brunch. My caramelly coffee and my bagel with strawberry jam. I yanked the door open and began to walk down the hall. I enter the lounge. Guess what I saw? Logan was flirting with girl. She is inside our art class, I think. Yes she is. She is the girl that complains when Mrs. Crow pairs Logan and I together. Her name is Hope. I just walked past them like nothing. I don't even know why I am mad. Logan does this everyday. I just thought that all the time we spent together would make him change. I who am I kidding. We only spent a day together and Logan is Logan. That is never going to change. I don't even think he saw me. Wait he did because here he comes. I am still walking out the lounge and closed the door on his face. Opps.

"Dana!" he yelled to me.

"What?" I asked madly and turned to him.

We were right outside the lounge. That girl that Logan was with is looking at us. Then he wonders why him and I are always fighting. Maybe because he is always flirting with other girls. He wouldn't understand that.

"I got this for you," he said.

I turned around. He was giving a bag. I took it and opened it. It was a bagel.

"I don't like cream cheese," I said handing him the back.

"I know. It is strawberry jam. The bagel is sesame your favorite. He is your coffee. Well it is Espresso Roast," said.

He took a sip from the lagre coffee cup. "Caramelly." he said with a smirk.

I took it out of his hand. This was my favorite too. I took the bagel out the bag. I crumbled the bag up and threw it out. I shot it in the basket can. I made it of course.

"I see that you are still moody. How long does it take you to get to your self. Wait this is you everyday," he said.

I glared at him. "I thought you said you were going to be at my room at 10?" I asked.

"I picked up your food. I thought you might need some more time get in Nicole's words 'get cute'. So I stopped to talk to a girl I know. I guess you didn't need more time to 'get cute' because you wake up beautiful," he said.

There he ges. He says stuff like that. To make me like him. Wait did he just call me beautiful? Hold on, pause, rewind.

I looked at him. We were still walking. He didn't say anything else. He grabbed my coffee and took other sip. I was half way done with my bagel. I really don't like like eating in front of people. Logan mostly. If I was by myself or with the girls I would have been done.

"Thanks for the compliment. You should have bought your own," I said taking it from him. "Like I know where your mouth been."

"How funny. I just didn't know how good it was. I just knew it was your favorite," he said.

"How did you know it was my favorite?" I asked.

"I notice things. You never eat real food for breakfast or lunch or whenever. Coffee and a bagel isn't a good breakfast. I worried that you don't eat," he said.

"Aww," I said. I looked at him and pinched his cheek. "You care."

"Duh. I told you yesterday. You are like my best-friend," he said.

I give a laugh. I just didn't want him to think I was fat because I ate a lot in front of him. Now I got him thinking I have a problem.

"It isn't funny," he said with a real smile.

He put his arm around my shoulder. It wasn't flirty just friendly. Like Chase does with Zoey. No that is not a good example because we know that they really do like each other.

"Logan trust me. I have no problem. I promised you," I said.

"Pinky promise?" he asked.

I guess that is our thing now. I do. I put out my pinky. I gave a laugh. He put his arm back around my shoulder. It felt like an everyday thing. I looked to where we were heading. Straight to the gang. They were looking at us like we were crazy. I didn't care. I really didn't care what they thought. I was happy. This was a moment. I have a feeling that this week is going to be like this. A lot of moments and picture taking. Even more about finding out about each other.

"Hey ya," I said when we got there.

"Hey," Zoey said.

Lola gave me an eyebrow with a smirk.

"What is going on?" Chase asked.

I looked at then with my what-are-you-talking-about.

"Nothing," I said and took a sip from the coffee. "Anything going on, Logan?" I asked.

"Not that I know of," he said and took my Coffee and a sip.

God I hate that. No not really. I think it is cute. Logan and I took our seats next to each other. His arm came off of me, sadly.

"No something it going on. I heard that you to were seen at the ice cream shop together. Some boy was talking bad about Dana and then Logan came to her defense. Then you guys were seen at the beach. You to weren't fighting. You were laughing, flirting, and holding hands. Now here you guys come laughing and sharing coffee. Logan has his arm around you. If I am not mistaken Dana is wearing makeup. You never wear makeup, D," she said.

"We never held hands at the beach," I said.

"Okay. How about everything else?" Lola said.

"How about Logan coming to wake you up today?" Zoey asked.

"We are just friends," Logan said.

"Okay then how about all the rumors from coming from Mrs. Crow's class?" Michael asked joining the conversation.

"Oh my god," I yelled.

It was the only thing I could say. I couldn't fight the comment because they were all true. If I did then Logan wouldn't think I like him. He isn't making this a big deal so why should I? I looked at Logan. He didn't care. He was tapping the table with his fingers. I learned that he does that when he is nervous. So he does care.

"Can you stop ganging up on us. You don't see us talking about Chase and Zoey and how they are always flirting and laughing," Logan blurted out.

"You act like we are not happy to see you happy together. We would love if you just admitted your feelings to each other. We would double love if Zoey and Chase admitted their feeling to each other," Nicole yelled.

She stormed off.

"What is wrong with her?" Michael asked.

"I don't know but she has a point," Lola said.

"She does Chase," Zoey even added.

Chase looked at her like she was crazy. Then he smiled. He realized that she was saying that she loved him. Or like him. Whatever.

"We have to get Nicole," Lola said before Chase could say anything.

I looked at Logan. I heard all about Lola asking Chase out last year. He looked at me and noticed it to.

"Yea lets go," I said.

I began to walk in the direction Nicole did. This is all confusing. Nicole having an manic attack. Lola getting jealous. Logan and me acting all buddy buddy. This is so going to be a long week.

"Wait up," Lola call out to me.

I stood and pause and turned around. I was about three feet from the table. I saw the group and Logan. Even though he is part of the group I always single him out. It is just a habit. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Zoey and Lola got to me and bring me back to reality. Where Nicole is somewhere and might be crying. I snap out of my vision of me and Logan together. We walked about from the table. Out of ear distance.

"Lets go Miss Logan," Lola said with a smirk.

I stopped walking. God. I might as well talk trash about Logan because he isn't here.

"Miss Drama, me and Logan have nothing! He is a jerk. He only cares about himself no one else. Every girl he sees he thinks he can get. He must be out of his mind. He could never get me. With proves he isn't the almighty God he thinks he is. He needs to learn that he can't get everything he wants. Somethings in life you have to work for. Come on asking every girl you see to make out with you is not cute. He isn't even all that cute," I said.

Lola and Zoey looked at me like I was crazy. I glared at both of them. I heard someone clear there throat. I closed my eyes. Please if there is a God don't let it be Logan. I turned around slowly. I opened my eyes as I turned around. No there no god. It was him. Him I mean Logan.

"Hey just wanted to tell you you left your coffee. It doesn't matter. Does it. You really wouldn't care. Would you? You don't care about me. To think I thought you were different than everyone else. I thought you were real. No you are the same. Smiles to the face and then talk behind my back. I sick and tired of people doing that. I know I am not the easiest to get alone with but shouldn't act like my friend to get an 'A' in art. Guess I could stop the flirting with you in period 10 and the talking to you out side of school. I now know how you really feel," he said and he turned around to walk.

What just happen? This can't be happening.

"Logan. . ." I started.

"Don't," he said. He turned around and faced me. "Best-friends?" he asked. "I feel sorry for Lola and Zoey and Nicole because being 'best-friends' with you sure isn't fun," he said.

He turned back around. He looked so hurt, so sad. It hurts even more because I did that.

"Wait," I said as he walked away.

He paused. He held up his pinky.

"Pinky promise me this," he said.

"What?" I asked but my voice was barley a whisper because I was fighting back tears. I didn't even know tears were fighting to come out. "What," I asked again. My voice was a but stronger.

"Just promise me you won't talk to me no more," he said and walked away without looking at me.

I watched as he walked to the table. Chase and Michael said something to him he yelled them off. Her cursed them off, really. I hear him. He threw the coffee cup against the floor with so much anger. I even squeaked. It scared me.

I wanted to run up and call him. Tell him I am sorry. I know he wouldn't believe me. What is the point of crying in front of him? There is no point. To him I was just a friend. A bad one. I wasn't a love interest or anything more. If I was just a friend why did I hurt him so much? I let single tears roll down each eye. I wiped them. I turned around to Zoey and Lola.

I coughed. "Find Nicole. I would be in the room," I said.

I didn't care if they made out what I said. I could hardy say it. I just want away. So much for me and Logan being friends. Best friends. Or anything else.