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"Would Dana Cruz, Quinn Penskey, Michael Barret, Logan Reese and Travis Small please repot to Dean River's office?"

Chase and I waited patiently in Dean River's office for everyone else to arrive. The two of us sat in two of the seven seats lined infront of Dean River's office and we were nervous. After explaining the whole situation to him and naming who we planned to include in the competition, he left the room.

"Who is Travis Small?" I asked Chase, elbowing him in the ribs to get her attention. He gave out a little squeak and playfully punched me in the arm. I repeated my question and he just shrugged. As the two of us watched the second hand of the clock, we noticed it stopped moving at exactly 10am. "So that is why physical science seems to take so long," he joked. I rolled my eyes and we both jumped as the door opened.

Dana, Michael, Quinn and Logan filed in quietly, the door slamming behind them as the hinges screamed for lubricant. They all took a seat and the six of us didn't even talk while we waited. The only seat left was one next to me, which was closest to the door. Sighing, I saw Chase begin to rock back and forth in his chair. Michael, next to Chase, was humming and drumming one of his favorite songs (which I couldn't recognize, he was musically challanged). Dana was smacking her gum and Quinn was whispering to Logan, who was admiring himself in a mirror he took from his pocket. Nicole was texting Justin Geller, the guy she sits next to in history. I was the only one not doing anything, just staring off into space. While rocking back and forth, Chase shot me a questioning glance, but I ignored it. From his view, it probally seemed that I was in deep thought, or there was something about the paperclip sitting on Dean River's desk.

"Right this way," a muffled voice said from behind the door. The fogged glass made it hard to see who was comming, but we saw the shadow looming by the door. As the bright light of the hallway poured into the darker room, I squinted. Recognizing Dean Rivers walk in, I strained my eyes to see who had walked in behind him.

"Guys and gals, this is a new student from Massachusetts, his name is Travis Small." Dean Rivers said as he introduced Travis to the rest of us. He was like the same height as Chase. He had bright blue eyes and sandy colored short hair which was long enough to be geled. It spiked up a bid in the front. A faint sprinkle of freckles were scattered across his face and he was skinny too. Nicole sighed her little lovesick sigh from next to Michael and I supressed a laugh. He smiled at us and sat down next to me.

Chase, on my other side, stared at Travis for a little bit. Rocking back and forth, he fell backwards like someone had pushed him over. "Is there a problem Mr. Matthews?" Dean Rivers asked as Chase turned bright red and pulled himself up.

Ignoring Dean Rivers, Chase addressed Travis. "Is your mother's name Gina Englewood?" He asked. Everyone in the room, except Travis and Chase, looked around in confusion.

"Yes... Wait. Is your mother's name Ella?" Travis replied. I was lost and decided to try to follow the conversation as best I could. When Chase nodded his head, the two of them turned pale.

"Is there a problem gentlmen?" Dean Rivers asked, scratching his head as he looked to both of them. After a long silence, Chase and Travis replied, in unison.

"He was my best friend."

I gasped and Nicole's jaw dropped. Dana and Michael let out a snort, 'As if'. Logan didn't even pay attention, he was too busy staring at himself in the mirror. Putting his hands up, Dean Rivers shook them. "Now, this is not the time to discuss this. Travis is new here from Massachusetts and will only be here until the end of the semester. I know you guys are all a tight group of friends, but you have to open up and let him in." I looked at Travis and he blushed slightly, embarrassed at thet fact Dean Rivers was treating him like a child. "I have decided that you all may participate--" Dean Rivers was cut off by the collective 'Yes' that circled around the room. "I have decided--"

"Boo ya! Hollywood here I come!" Michael shouted.

"Ahem! Kids!"

"Like, oh my god! Do you think I could meet Chad Michael Murray!" Nicole screeched.

"Hey!"

"I am going to give those actors lessons how to look, like me." Logan said.

"HEY!" Silence hovered delicatly in the room as Dean Rivers rose his voice, which he rarely did. "I have decided you can go, HOWEVER, there is a $100 entering fee that you must earn first. No entrance fee, no competition." As glanced around at each other and rushed from the room as we were released.

"Ok, everyone meet at our dorm with all of the money they have," Dana instructed. I nodded and bent down to tie my shoe. "We can meet at..." Glancing at the clock in the hallway, it was ten minutes to five. "Meet at our dorm at five!" Everyone nodded and scattered. Dana and Nicole began to run towards our dorm while Logan, Michael and Chase were arguing. 'Me first! No! Me!' Travis was walking calmly behind them, but, when I got up he called.

"Hey!" I turned around and he ran up to me. "Er, I, um, didn't get your name..." His face lightly blushed again and I gave a small laugh.

"It's Zoey," I said.

"Right. Well, what is your dorm number? I don't really know my way around yet..."

"Oh, well, the guys are all leaving together. Wait, you aren't in their dorm, are you? What number?"

Travis took out a schedule from his pocket. Now that we were in a good source of light, I finally got to really see him. He was pretty cute, no wonder Nicole was drooling. He had a dark grey T-shirt on and a unbuttoned white shirt over that. Baggy jeans and skatboarding sneakers added his finaly touch, along with a small silver chain around his neck. "Room 35," he read aloud. I frowned, not at him, but the room number. "What? Is that a bad room or something?"

I was tempted to tell him about his roommate, Glenn Davis, but I held back. Bad memories with Glenn shouldn't begin an automatic disliking for Travis. "Nothing," I mumbled. Taking out a pen, I reached for his schedule and wrote our dorm number, and my IM, (so he could text me). Before we waited any longer, both of us began for our dorms.

"Hurry Zoey!" Nicole cried when I got in my dorm. I gasped, alot of the furniture was moved. The library's TV was infront of the closet doors and two Dance Dance Revolution pads were laid out on the floor. "We have to see who the best girl and guy dancers are to represent us!" As Nicole turned the Playstation 2 on, I rolled my eyes.

"Shouldn't we wait to see if we have enough money first?" I asked her when I went to sit on my bed. Hiding personal items, like my laptop and my journal, I watched as Nicole excitedly cleared some of Dana's clothes from the floor.

"Ha! Ya right. Like rich boy couldn't afford a hundred," Dana muttered sarcastically. We laughed and soon enough, Chase, Michael and Logan came knocking at the door at exactly 5. "Where is Travis?" Dana asked when she locked the door behind them. Chase shrugged and sat on my bed next to me. Logan eyed the DDR pads and sat on the desk chair and Michael took a seat on the floor.

"Ok, how much do you have?" Logan asked. Everyone reached into their pockets and wallets and threw their money into the middle of the room. When everyone was sure they had put in all they had, I crawled to the floor to count the money.

"One, two, three.." I counted. "OK, who put in a hundred?" I asked, holding it up in the air, annoyed. All stares shifted to Logan. "If you had this, you should have just told us!" He beamed and I rolled my eyes. Placing the hundred dollar bill in an envelope, I collected the rest of the money and put it into a small can, back-up money. When I safely put the backup money under my bed, my phone went off. 'New Text'

From: TSBBplayer

To: ZoeyBGirl

Hi Zoey, its Travis. Lost. I'm in Butler Hall.. Outside room... 125?

I rolled my eyes and got up, walking to the door. Looking down the hallway, I barely saw Travis, at the very end. Waving, he jogged over and I let him in. Chase moved and Travis sat on my bed.

"Ok, because we didn't get an intro, here is my ex-old bud, Travis Small!" Chase said, punching Travis in the arm. "Travis, this is Dana, Nicole, Logan, Michael, and Quin," Chase said as Quinn pounded on the door. I let her in and we all began discussing what event would be done by who. Taking out my laptop, I went to the TriState Summer Fest website and looked up all of the events.

"We have to complete these to win," I said as I began to write down the events.

"Wait. What about tryouts?" Nicole asked.

"I guess they canceled them and just took the first three schools!" Dana said, rolling her eyes at Nicole. Michael sat inbetween them to prevent World War III and I grinned. It was a bit pathetic how well we all adjusted to their fighting.

Making a chart of the games, I read them aloud. "Dance Dance Revolution, wiffle-ball, bowling, science fair, three-legged race, egg toss, singing, 'Name that song', skateboarding, and lastly, a relay." I concluded. "Dana had a good point before, for things like 'Name That Song' and DDR, we can try out within our group." Everyone agreed and we started. First round of DDR; Dana and Nicole.

I sat inbetween Travis and Chase as we watched Dana struggle to do the 'light' setting, Nicole already achieving a failing grade on the 'beginner' level. Nicole gave up halfway through the song, leaving Quinn and I to face off. Travis chose the song and soon enough, Quinn and I started.

Left. Right. Up. Down. I read each arrow and missed a few, but got the majority. I was on light, but pleased I could do it. Poor Quin was too busy trying to look at her feet and the screen that she didn't get a single arrow. When the song ended, Dana picked the song '321Stars' as the song to see if she or I played DDR for the competition.

'Are you ready? Go' The game said as we began. Both on standard mode, we struggled, but ended up getting the hang of it. Dana was picking a great lead on me, and, in an unfortunate turn of events...

N/A: Hehe. A sort of cliffhanger. Please review! More to come soon.. :D