Sorry I took so long to update, guys, but I had to get my tonsils out, not cool... Sorry, but this chapter is a bit short! Keep being awesome, guys!
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The Alarm clock went off in the boy's room. Chase, Logan, and Michael sat up immediately, and all looked at each other. Logan had a sheepish grin on his face, and Chase wore the same smile. Michael despised Logan. He hurried over to the showers. Chase and Logan looked at each other, shrugged, and went on showing their teeth to the room. Logan hopped off the top bunk, and Chase crawled out the bottom. This was pretty much how their morning routine would go, only with less smiling and more silence. They would just wake up, get ready, and eat, without a word. It was Friday, the day with the shortest classes. The day where it was hardest to focus in class because you were too busy planning your Friday night. The kids at PCA always had a party to go to on Friday. To Chase and Logan, Friday was spelled "Happiness." To Michael, Friday sounded more like another lame excuse to go on living.
Zoey sat up, her cheeks still stained black from her makeup she never bothered to take off. Nicole sat up too, and Dana did the same. Nicole looked at Zoey, who was looking at Dana, who was looking at Nicole.
"So," Zoey started, "what are we doing tonight?" Nicole and Zoey both looked at Dana. She always knew which parties would be awesome and which ones would be a drag.
"I don't know, I'm spending the evening with Logan," Dana stated very matter-of-factly, and stood up. Nicole and Zoey looked at each other, their expressions showing that they were thinking. Zoey's expressions changed, as if a little light bulb went off in her head, and Nicole followed.
"Email," They said together in unison. Dana left the room to go get ready for class, and they scrambled to grab Zoey's laptop.
"Let's see..." Zoey said, pulling up her email. She checked the inbox for invitations to any parties, and her expression showed frustration after scanning the list. "Nothing." Zoey looked at Nicole, hoping that she had any ideas.
"We could... check the message boards!" Nicole exclaimed, her smile bright. Zoey smiled back, nodding her head, and went to the PCA site message boards. They looked at the list. Nicole stopped smiling, and Zoey did the same. "No one's throwing a party? But there's always a party!" Zoey looked at Nicole after she said this.
"You're right," she said in a tone that showed she had an idea.
Michael poked his food with his fork. He wasn't hungry. He just bought some food for the fun of poking it. Poke, poke, poke... Michael thought. Why he was thinking this, even he didn't know, but that didn't stop him. Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, po-
"Hey Michael," Dana's voice sliced through Michael's thoughts, like a hot knife through butter. Michael looked up at her with a sad look on his face. "What's wrong?" Michael shook it off.
"Nothing," He grumbled, and continued picking at his food. Chase walked over and sat down next to Dana.
"Hey guys, how ya doin?" Chase asked casually. He crammed some food into his mouth, showing that he wasn't paying even the slightest bit of attention, so no one responded. Nicole walked over, and sat next to Chase. He smiled.
"Hey," Nicole said happily. "Wanna come to Zoey's party tonight?" Chase's smile grew wider.
A party! He thought, This gives me a chance to tell Nicole how I feel! Oh, this is perfect! And then, we can take a step outside, and everyone will be enjoying the party, so no one will notice! Chase was very proud of his idea. "Sure," He said.
"Whatever," Michael said, and got a bite in his mouth.
"Will there be a 'make out room' at this party?" Dana asked Nicole, who thought for a moment. Chase wanted to know, too.
"Umm... I guess so, sure!" Nicole answered with pep. She got up and walked away to go tell everyone else about their party. Logan and Zoey walked over to the table and sat, but of course, Logan made Chase move from his seat next to Dana.
"Alright, guys, I know Nicole probably already told you about the party, but could you guys tell people too? It would make it a better party than just us," Zoey asked kindly. Everyone agreed. Zoey smiled, both on the outside, and on the inside. She was throwing her first party.
