A/n: wow, I'm overwhelmed by your responses to this! I only started it as random drabbles!
Cody: Question: Do you ever stop drabbling?
Shut it. Unfortunately I'm back to school tomorrow, so I'm not going to have enough time to write for a few days… You guys may have to wait up to a week before I get anything posted. Sorry. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. (And yes, I shall try to make my paragraphs a little shorter. I write them short but forget where I put them when it comes to editing)

Chapter 7: Dana's POV 4.

'I know I've been a fool
since you've been gone.' The radio chimes at me. I try to ignore it, but it's like your cell phone battery. It'll keep bleeping until it finally dies.
'I'd better give it up and
carry on (Oh my love)' She has a point
''Cause living in
a dream of you and me
Is not the way my life
Should be' Too right!
'I don't want to cry a
Tear for you
So forgive me if I do.'

THAT'S IT! ENOUGH! I hit 'off' on the radio and knock it right off the desk, in my temper. I don't need Britney singing morosely in my ear. Especially not about anything I can relate to! I don't want music right now. But I don't want silence either. I don't want anything. I just want to be left alone! (Wait a minute… that's something isn't it?) Unfortunately that is not a possibility. The shower is occupied…well the bathroom. We're all getting ready for the Valentine's dance. I stroke my bangs out of my face, but then automatically put them back. I repeat this moral debate before finally deciding on leaving it down. I like it better down. I can hide behind it… just incase.

Wow! I look amazing. I never thought I was this good looking! I just decided, I love mirrors. I bought this dress for the valentines dance… and I want to get the use out of it! Screw Logan. I'm going to the dance… and I'll be the best looking wallflower in that whole damn place! The dress is black silk. It clings in all the right places (but unlike some people (Cough Chloe Cough) my clothing style leaves SOME things to the imagination (but not everything…wink wink.))
"Wow!" Says Nicole. "I suppose not eating for four days solid gives you that figure huh?" Not eating? I know what you're thinking, that's not normally like me, right? Don't get me wrong! I'm no yo-yo crash dieter. And no I'm not starving myself to impress the likes of Logan Reese! Nor do I have a self image complex, I like my looks thank you very much. But… when I'm upset I don't eat. I can't eat. It's stupid I know but… it's not something I control. I just don't feel like it. It's almost like I forget how. Silly, right?

"Starving yourself?" Zoey asks worriedly, she's applying her lipgloss with the utmost precision. I don't know why she bothers, it's not like she'll be kissing the boys tonight!
"It's no big deal, I just uh… skipped a few meals." I answer carefully. I don't want people worrying about me. Especially not Zoey Brooks. I can't handle that right now.
"A few! You haven't eaten at all!" Nicole scolds. I growl.
"Tell tale!" I hiss. See, this is why I don't tell Nicole anything, she's a blabbermouth. I think that's why she'd never had a boyfriend at PCA. Boys hate girls who kiss and tell (Ooh, that's one to remember ladies… for when you break up with your boyfriend)
"Dana!" Zoey said. "You can't not eat!"
"Look, I don't see what it has to do with you anyway!" I snap at her. I grab my bag and leave. I'm not going to let anyone piss me off tonight. And that includes Zoey, Logan and anyone else who happens to get in my way! They can all go to hell. I'm Dana Cruz.
Zoey looks around. She glances at the floor.
"Who broke our radio?" She asks Nicole in confusion.

The cold air feels lovely on my face. I walk down to the dance hall. No. I don't walk. I don't walk, I strut. I have my confidence back. Sure I can be knocked down, but I'm no China Doll. I won't be broken. I take a deep breath and cruise into the dance hall. The lights are dimmed. It looks almost romantic… almost.
"Hey," Says Glenn.
"Get lost." I seethe. I know he's one of the ringleaders behind the photo rubbish.
"Why?" He asks placing his hands on my waist. Ugh! Twisted little pervert.
"Because… I'm Dana Cruz. I don't appreciate spending my time with pillo…" A voice cuts me off. Shame really. I so desperately wanted to tell Glenn what I think of him.
"He bothering you?" Logan asks, he cracks his knuckles menacingly. Who's he to play the overprotective big brother act with me?
"No actually, he's not." I sneer. He is… but I can handle it. I don't need Logan Reese to defend me. I don't need anyone to defend me… but especially not Logan Reese.
"Yeah, so just get lost Logan!" Glenn snaps. He used Zoey… and I know he wants to use and abuse me, but I can handle idiots like him. I place my finger to his lips flirtatiously. Ugh! I can't believe I'm doing this. It's not like I'm going to make him jealous. Wait a minute… why am I TRYING to make him jealous?
"Shh," I whisper. Logan growls.
"You watch your mouth Davis." He says. I glare.
"Go away Logan." I say. He doesn't look happy. But I don't care. He gives me the funniest look and then leaves. What the hell is wrong with that boy? I think that question has plagued scientists for 14.2 years…

"I'm really worried about her." Zoey says to Chase. They're standing away from the crowd in the corner by the punch bowl.
"Have you called her on it?" Chase asks.
"No but Nicole said… Look. I can't repeat what Nicole said. But Dana's in trouble!" That perks Logan's ears up. "She's miles away…"
"Maybe she's sick." Chase suggests
"No… it's not that." Zoey says with a sigh. Her heart told her she couldn't rat out on Dana… but she could theorise, and talk to Chase. If there's anyone in the world who can understand Zoey it's Chase.
"What is it then?" Zoey looked unsure as to whether to tell Chase.
"I think… I think she likes Logan."
"Well done, Genius! Honestly Zo… you have to be the last one to realise that! And that includes Logan." Chase was unaware that Logan was stood only feet away.
"Yeah well," Zoey looked a bit put out at being called dense. "Ever since he and Chloe… well… whatever, I think she's going to go overboard." Zoey sighed and stirred her drink. Logan looks thoroughly confused.
"What… you think she's like... depressed?" Chase asked in confusion.
"Well…yeah." Zoey admitted.
"What do you think she'll do?"
"Knowing Dana… anything's possible." Zoey said. That was enough to tip Logan, he is now concerned. I don't know it though.

He strides across the floor to me. I'm over by the DJ's, talking to them, recommending songs (Anything but Britney! No seriously, as a general rule she's not my cup of tea but after the radio smashing incident…) I know he's there. However, I don't want to make the first acknowledgement. He wants to talk, let him talk. I ain't talking until he does.
"Dana… we need to talk." He tells me. I look up at him. He towers above me, partially because I'm sat down.
"Get stuffed Reese." I say calmly. I'm sat down on the stage, which I dare say I shouldn't be. But what the hell. I cross my legs cautiously, afraid of showing my legs a little. I don't want weird boys checking me out.
"Hey!" Logan sounds peeved.
"Where's your girlfriend?" I ask bitterly. A stupid thing to say really, but hey, I'm entitled to a blonde moment every now and then if Zoey is. (Here comes the blonde thing again, like I said I have nothing against them, they're just a very easy scapegoat in situations like this)
"I don't HAVE a girlfriend." He growls at me
"Don't you dare lie to me!" I kick at him. He dodges just slightly. I don't actually think I intended to hit him. I just wish he'd leave me alone.
"Who's lying! Why do you care anyway!" He snaps at me. How dare HE snap at ME! He's in the wrong here!

"I'll tell you why I care Logan Reese!" I say standing up and prodding him in the chest. "I care because…" I feel dizzy. He seems miles away. My whole world is spinning "I care because you…" I repeat. I feel myself sway on the spot. I think he's talking, I'm not sure. Why aren't I sure? His angry face fades to a confused one, then it fades completely. Infact, everything fades completely. My world goes black. I think I'm dead? What an odd thing to think.

A/n: Ahhhhh please don't hit me! Read the next chapter. It's A) Longer and B) Has more description in it… it explains what's going on... PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU! REVIEW!