A/n: is down at the minute…so it looks like I have free time on my hands to do a little writing. This is my second attempt at this chapter because my first attempt was far too soppy for Dana and Logan.

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Chapter 12: That git stole my shoes! (But he's a good kisser though)

I'm not happy about this. I'm really not. The guy is such a jerk, I don't see why I should have to go crawling to him. I raise my hand and rap my perfectly manicured nails against the door. Heck, if I'm going to make an idiot out of myself, I might as well look good in the process, right?
"Hello?" I hear his voice. Zoey had arranged to take Chase out and I happen to know Michael's off with farf…fur… farfa…farfe…Uh… Olly's sister. I don't reply, just walk right in. He's laid on his bed, bouncing a ball against the ceiling. It's repeatedly hitting his head. It's actually rather amusing. I can't resist a giggle.
"Zoey's not here. She's out with Chase."
"I know. I'm not here to see her." I cross to him. He's laid on the top bunk so I can't really talk to him without standing up. I don't like him being higher than me. It makes me feel inferior. I have half a mind to climb on top of the bunk. But I won't… not until I clear the air. Lest he throw me off it in a homicidal rage. I lay my chin on the covers.

For a few minutes there is this. Silence. Deathly silence. It's horrid. I try not to look at him, but after a few minutes I realise he isn't going to talk.
"So," I say eventually. "What you said last night…" I start
"I told you to forget that." He growls at me. How dare he growl at me! Prat!
"I don't understand though…" I soften my voice so as not to end up in an argument. I hate to have to admit this but… "And you know, you're right." I don't admit it very often, so he'd better make the most of it. "I hate it when I'm wrong. I hate not being in control." I confess. Oh god I'm such a bleeding heart. "So you're going to answer a few questions for me." I don't ask. I tell. So much for bleeding heart.
"Am I now?" He asks coldly. "And why would I do that?" His tone is icy. Hello, Logan… I'm supposed to be the ice queen, not you. (Ice queen? Hm, Lord knows where that one came from, I think the devil himself may have dubbed me it, but he also calls me Inferno (Odd combination if I do say so myself))
"Because…" I smirk. "Just because." I realise at this point that I am in charge. I have Logan Reese under my thumb! Success.

"Okay…" He sighs heavily. "Shoot…"
"If you like me…" I am miles away from his face, because my head is at the foot of his bed, but I know he must be cringing. "Then why?"
"Why what?" I think he's trying to play dumber than he usually is. That stuff won't wash with me. I'm Dana Cruz. He never makes things easy though.
"Why did you kiss Chloe?"
"Because… just because…" I realise he's just copied me. "Look you wouldn't understand." He mumbles softly.
"Yeah? Try me hot shot." I raise my head and cross my arms creating a pillow for me. "There's nothing I wouldn't believe right now."
"I did it because I like you."

The boy makes no sense at all! It might've made sense to him but it didn't to me. I think he's joking. I laugh. He smiles and I can see it, even though he's fairly far away. He's turned to face me, twisted at a really awkward angle. It must be painful.
"You haven't done that in a while."
"And you haven't done that." He's realised now that he's my doormat, and he doesn't like it. He blanks his expression out. He'll never let me win without a fight.
"You kissed Chloe… because you like me?" I reckon he's having me on.
"I got so sick of you." He tells me with a frown. "You led me right on and then… you just dropped me off." Okay so now I'm confused. And not just a little. I'm incredibly confused.
"Stop speaking in riddles, you're just trying to confuse me."
"More than likely." He nods. "The amazing Dana Cruz actually gets confused sometimes, wow!" He's pretending to be shocked.
"The 'amazing Dana Cruz' also gets impatient. Now spill it Casanova." I demand.

"Okay…okay…" He realises that he can't avoid me. He rolls onto his stomach. I don't like not being able to see his eyes. The eyes always have it. I cross to the head of the bed and lay my head on the top bunk, so I'm looking at him. "After I heard you say you didn't like me…" Rewind! Back track! And overall halt!
"When did I say that?" O-kay. That's really stupid. I think I must've said a million times. "Okay uh, stupid question… when did I mean it?"
"Tuesday?" He suggests randomnly. "Can I continue."
"No." He bloody well can't. "I've said it a thousand times… but I don't think I've ever meant it." I assure him.
"Well!" He pouts. "Now's a fine time to tell me." The nerve of that boy.
"Don't go pinning this on me, Logan Reese." I snap at him.
"What! This is your fault. Why did you say you didn't…" I'm not going to let that git continue to bad mouth me.
"When did I say that!"
"Tuesday!" Tuesday, Tuesday… that was when I got my shower. I haven't had one since. I must look a right state. It's Saturday now. "I went to your dorm! You said… 'No Dana, you do not like Logan Reese'" He adds a squeaky pitch to his voice. Man it's annoying. I don't sound like that really do I? Wait a minute… I wasn't dressed when I said that! Oh the embarrassment.
"What were you doing in my room without knocking!"
"I forgot to knock." He says as though it's no big deal! MAJOR deal!
"Well…" I splutter. "I wasn't dressed… you… you… you sick little pervert." Well he is! I should've expected no better than that from Logan.
"You were leaning right over your balcony. I thought you were going to throw yourself off it!" He growls at me. He says it in his 'well excuse me for caring' voice. What a jerk!

"Oh like you said yesterday: there are easier ways of doing it!" I'm very upset at the recollection of last night. I can't believe he said that to me.
"I didn't mean it." He mutters.
"You make me sick… Logan." Stupid name.
"You drive me mad…" He tells me honestly. "Dana." He says my name in a very annoying tone. Git. How dare he even think he's worthy of saying my name.
"The feeling's mutual." I say bitterly.
For a few minutes there is this. Silence. Deathly silence. It's horrid. God I repeat myself so don't I.
"So…" I say in my 'I'm so innocent' voice. "You like me?"
"God are you blind? You and I must be the only people in the world not to see it." He laughs. It's kind of nice to hear him laugh.

"You didn't see it?" I ask.
"I did… then I didn't… Then I did again." He tells me. "Not I'm all confused."
"Why did you kiss Chloe?"
"You hurt me Dana!" He says angrily. "You're not supposed to!" I relax and allow him to vent. "I'm the one who hurts people. I'm the nasty one…" He trails off and breaks my eye contact. "And you hurt me. I wanted to hurt you. Really get to you… and I knew I couldn't." Aww! How sweet. I smile slightly, I decide that I've kept him waiting too long.
"If you'd have listened a moment longer you would've heard my moral debate ended in an 'oh yeah by the way, I do like him'" He nods. I'm guessing he feels a fool.
"But I didn't stay because you took off your towel." Fair point I guess. I turn magenta. I don't like the thought of him spying on me changing. I haul myself up onto the top bunk besides his feet.
"Okay then… I guess you're forgiven." I say. I know he wants expecting that.
"And for kissing Chloe?" He asks. Then he adds. "I mean I only did it because I like you." I smile slightly. There's such illogics in that sentence it's amusing.
"I haven't decided on a punishment for that yet." I smile wickedly. It's amazing how I can change like that. Go from innocent to illicit. Excellent talent. I wasn't kidding about joining the Drama club. I rock.

"So… you DO like me, I knew it." He smirks. Can you believe it. The jerk actually smirks at me!
"Oh yeah right I'm sure you did." I roll my eyes and thump him in the shoulder. He doesn't respond. We sit in silence for a few moments.
"Why do you have your shoes on in my bed." He asks eventually.
"Because…" I tell him. "I don't trust you not to steal them." The guy has a habit of stealing shoes. I'm still convinced he was after them. However, I comply and remove my strappy gold sandals. I throw them over the side of the bunk. He lays down and I copy him. He stays silent. He raises his hand and draws it slowly along my cheek.
"Don't push it." I warn him.
"Why not?" He whispers in my ear.
"Because… you're still in my bad books." He's in Coventry… and he's staying there for a while.
"Should've expected that." He mumbles. I feel guilty. He's right. I am a tease.
"You're gagging for it aren't you?" I giggle. Oh god! I've turned into a giggler! Someone PLEASE shoot me now. I just realise I said 'it' I meant 'kissing' rather that the infamous 'it' obviously… damn I hope he realised that!
"Shut up." He says in embarrassment. Yes. I still have the fluster effect on him. (The fluster effect is something every great girl possesses. It's the ability to turn men into gibbering idiots… well… more so than they already are)
"Well… no sense in keeping you waiting." And with that I kiss him.

One word for you: Wow. He's pretty good, but he's not taking this seriously. I slide my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me, taking charge of the situation. I slide my tongue against his lip, a little violently. Maybe I came on too strong because… he places his hands on my shoulders and pushes me away. I'm confused! No way! He doesn't want me… what the!
"I thought…" I'm slightly hurt by this. Have I been mislead? He smiles slightly.
"You thought right Dana, relax." I bite my lip nervously. He's not ditching me now. He pulls me close. "Will you calm down?"
"What're you…" I start. He doesn't let me finish.
"You're not allowed to be boss." He growls playfully and pushes me down on the bed. He kisses me softly. This is a little bit surprising. I thought he'd be a little aggressive, I thought he'd be a fighter. But he's not. He's sweet and gentle. What an odd boy. We start almost fighting. It's a battle for dominance. I slide my hand up the back of his neck and into his hair. I knew he wouldn't be able to resists me.

"You two look to be having a good time." Zoey says as she and Chase walk in the room. I untangle my hand from Logan's curls. I give her 'the finger' I know I know, it's not really 'ladylike' but to hell with being a lady. I'm too busy for that.
"You want we should leave?" Chase asks us. Logan pulls away from me.
"Nah, you're cool." He tells them. Then he adds. "For the moment." He's amazing. Of course, I'd never tell him that.
"So I'm assuming you two made friends?" Zoey asks. It's kind of a stupid question but hey, Zoey's a stupid girl. It's not her fault she's dense.
"Ha! With that jerk…" Logan looks at me in shock. I can tell he's confused. I smile. He sighs in relief. God he's high strung.
"Yeah who'd want to be friends with that tease." Cheek of him! He slides his arm across my shoulder. Honestly! He leans down and kisses me softly. I turn scarlet.
"You're a rubbish kisser." I tell him. "It's like this…" I go in for my kill. He actually surprises me. He lets me. There is no war!

"You know…" Zoey says thoughtfully. "That looks like fun."
"Hands off Brooks." I warn. I guess I'm part animal because I get very defensive over territory. This guy's mine now and I'm losing him to no girl. Especially not Zoey or Chloe. I continue to kiss him. Logan's fighting. He's trying to watch Zoey and Chase. Why're they so interesting all of a sudden! Hello! Focus on me! He shouldn't have let me in charge because not I'm the boss. I force him back.
"Oh not with Logan, don't worry." She looks at Chase. Chase is evidently quite shocked by this. He coughs nervously and goes to hide on his bed. Zoey follows. Dirty little… Logan stops. So do I. I know he wants to spy on Zoey and Chase. What a prat! He's been dying to make out with me then, when given the chance he wants rid. Typical guy. I nod and let him go. He leans right over the edge. I copy him. It must've looked incredibly amusing to Chase, two upside down heads (My hair flying about wildly. God I love my hair. Wait that sounded bimboish, forget I said that.) but he was too busy enjoying his first kiss to really care.

"You know Dana." He tells me. "that DOES look like fun." He wasn't in the mood when I was so screw him.
"Yeah well, stuff you, I'm off for a shower." I tipple over the edge gracefully. God those Gymnastic lessons really did pay off!
"Mind if I join you?" He asks coyly.
"Don't push it Logan." He's had enough for today. I look at Chase and Zoey, busy making out on his bed. Okay, maybe just one last kiss. I stand on tip toes and kiss the corner of his mouth. I know I know, I'm such a tease. He lean across the doorway, against the door frame with his arms crossed.
"You and me… dinner tomorrow night? That is assuming the 'amazing Dana Cruz' is eating again?" He raises his eyebrows at me.
"You assume correctly." I say curtly. "See you tomorrow. And by the way, you're paying… and you're taking me to the beach afterwards." With that I leave.

So… I'm in charge. I'm the boss in this relationship. I have Logan Reese under my thumb… and it feels good. I'm nobody's doormat. I'm nobody's fool. I walk out of Bradford hall and onto the tarmac. The cold stings my bare feet.

Oh god, that git stole my shoes didn't he!

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