A/n: Well I most certainly am EVIL!
Cody: Tell us something we don't know Ginger.
DYK that I have another movie application? See you on the silver screen loser.

Chapter 2: Reality bites.

However hard you try there are two things in life you cannot avoid. One is reality. Every morning you will wake up and be forced to go to school/ to work/about your daily lives. It's a sad fact of life. Reality bites. (Oh by the way the other thing you can't avoid is parents…especially when ) When Logan awoke to his alarm clock's usual chime he found he didn't want to face reality. Which was unusual for him because normally he couldn't wait to wake up…. Just to make a living hell out of people's lives.
"Dana…" He mumbled. "Dana wake up."
"Time'sit?" She whispered.
"Seven." Logan informed her sitting up and dragging her arm up.
"Give me another 50 minutes at least." She ordered tugging her arm back.
"Oh come on. We have to do everything together. It'll take an hour to get ready."
"I'm up, I'm up." She yawned deeply. He didn't believe her. He ran his free hand through his hair.

"I need a shower." He muttered to himself.
"Nuh uh no way José, Pedro, Isabella and the rest of Real Madrid!" Dana groaned.
"Oh shut up I didn't say now. We'll rust." He tried to climb over her but she pushed him back.
"Use your common sense for once… and let ME get up first." She ordered. They slid out of bed awkwardly.
"How do you two intend to face school?" Michael asked pulling off his night shirt. Dana rolled her eyes and looked away.
"With great difficulty." Logan said simply. It was true.
After the hassles of the bathroom morning rituals they then had to face the whole clothing issue.
"It's cool for you to plod round our dorm room half dressed." Chase told her indicating the off-the-shoulder-half-way-down-the-waist number she was currently sporting. "But I think you'll be arrested for indecent exposure if you walk like that around campus." Dana blushed slightly.
"Don't worry I've got that sorted. Logan hand me your shirt."
"No you'll attack me with the scissors again." He moaned.
"Again?" Queried Michael.
"Look." He showed his roommates the large gash across his arm. Chase and Michael widened their eyes. They had always known she'd had a temper but… Dana huffed.

"Fine then… you won't pick a shirt? I'll pick one for you." She grabbed one of his tank tops and slashed the strap in two. She handed him it.
"And how do I put it on genius?" He asked.
"Look… you step into it. Stop being so dumb."
"If you'll stop being so bossy!"
"I am not bossy!" She hissed.
"Whatever you say Danger Cruz."
"And would you stop calling me that!"

Dana hadn't lied when she said she'd got the clothing issue sorted. She dragged Logan to her own dorm room. Nicole promptly complied, appearing with a needle and thread. Zoey scarpered, which was very sensible actually, because Logan was ready to tear her head off.
"I can't believe Zoey hasn't backed down yet." Nicole gushed.
"Apparently she sent the key abroad." Dana said
"Woah… isn't that going a little…" Started Nicole.
"OTT? Overboard? Crazy?" Logan suggested wincing as Nicole stabbed him with the needle.
"I was going to say too far but…"
"How do you two go aboutgetting a shower?"
"There's a gap in the curtains…" Logan said. "One can sit outside it."
"No way in hell." Dana snapped.
"I think it's more likely that Quinn'll fix her blow torch before you become a civilised Human Being. I can't go two weeks without getting a shower."
"Me uncivilised?" Dana practically bit Logan's head off. Nicole silently allowed them to continue whilst sewing up Dana's sleeve.

"There… all finished. Now… to face media class." Dana suddenly looked alarmed.
"I don't have media." She said.
"What do you have?" Logan asked.
"Art." She said turning slightly pale. "I like art."
"I like media. Well we'll have to flip for it then won't we… call it." Logan said removing a quarter from his jeans back pocket.
"Tails?" She suggested as the coin fell to the floor. Logan normally would've caught it but he only had the balance of one hand and had to let it drop.
"Heads." Announced Nicole. Dana groaned and Logan smirked.
"Come on Jailbirds." Nicole ordered leading the way out.
"What do we tell Mr Bender?" Dana asked as the three headed to media class.
"That it's part of a life science extra credit report." Logan explained. Evidently he'd already thought of it.
"And what do we tell our life science teacher?" Dana questioned.
"Um… that it's a Social Studies extra credit report?" He suggested. Dana nodded. That would have to do. The bell rang and Dana closed her eyes as Logan led her into the media classroom. She trusted him not to walk her into a wall or something

"Uh… Miss Cruz, you're not in this class." Mr Bender said looking at her in confusion.
"I am/She is now." Logan and Dana said together. They held up their handcuffed wrists. The class 'whooped' and cat called.
"Some weird experiment gone wrong?" Jeered Brad. Dana advanced towards him but Logan held her back.
"Behave. It's part of a life science project." The only people in this class who were in their life science class were Zoey and Chase and they already knew the truth. So it didn't look likely that anyone would cotton on.
"Interesting. What results are you hoping to find?"
"Whether or not I end up killing him or not." Dana answered.
"Or I her." He took his seat. Dana gave and angry squawk and pulled him back up as they went for a chair. Mr Bender looked highly amused.
"Women." Logan murmered logging onto the computer.
"Boys." Dana said surrendering the use of her left hand while he typed in his password.

"Quit hitting my keys. You're mistyping and it's annoying." Logan growled attempting to type his password for the fourth time.
"Why is your password so long?"
"Because… just because okay." Logan has picked an incredibly stupid password, very annoying and it seemed to go on forever. It was actually a lot like Logan. 'AaBbCcDdEeFfGgHhIiJjKkLlMmNnOoPpQqRrSsTtUuVvWwXxYyZz' Of course Logan didn't really do his work in media. He IM'd other people and stopped them doing their work.

PCAHunkster01: How long do we have to keep this up?
Zoey101: Until you start behaving like normal people. Can you do that Logan? ;-)
PCAHunkster01: She's driving me mad!

Dana flapped and grabbed the keyboard she hit the pink button to change the font colour.

PCAHunkster01: I'm driving him mad? You should see what the Nutter does to me!
Zoey101: Tough luck sister. You guys BOTH drive me mad. Now leave me alone I'm trying to study and need my sound on it. If I get caught being IM'd I'll be forced to read it out again and you do NOT want this blagged do you.

Logan groaned.
"You scared her off."
"Oh shut it." Dana said hitting several buttons with her free hand.
"What're you doing?"
"Hacking Chase's account." Dana explained in a whisper.
"What?" he was so alarmed that she was such a devious dark little girl. It felt good to be apart of such a nasty scheme. Why hadn't he thought of that.
"Oh come on. It'll be fun." Dana said with a smirk as she hit submit. 'Password accepted.'

sdrawkcaB: Hey Zo, I've fancied you for the longest time how about you and me hit the Dance tomorrow night? You know as a date? Love Chase.

There was a 'BBRRIINNGG' sound as Zoey's computer struck up.

"Zoey are you… Instant messaging in class again?" Mr Bender asked. Zoey hung her head. "If it's so important… how about you read it out?"
"Um… I guess… 'Hey Zo, I've fancied you for the longest time'" Zoey turned scarlet. The message was from Chase Matthews. "'How about you and me hit the Dance tomorrow night. You know as a date?…'" Chase's face was a picture. Someone had asked Zoey out? That wasn't fair! "'Love… Chase.'" Chase looked alarmed. He hadn't sent that! Now, who else knew his password was 'ILoveZoeyILoveZoeyILoveZoey'?
"Well Miss Brooks what do you have to say for yourself?" Mr Bender asked, slightly flustered that it had been so personal. Chase turned crimson and lay his head in his hands. He could not have been more embarrassed at this point in time. Zoey hated him and was about to turn down the invite from some impostor posing as him infront of the whole class!
"Uh… pick me up at seven?" She suggested. He looked up in shock.
"Uh sure." He muttered. Zoey turned cherry red and shut down her IM window.
"You're priceless Danger Cruz. You know that?" Logan whispered to her taking his keyboard back.
"I know. I'm hoping that if I please Zoey enough… We might be in her good books for a while." Dana said overlooking 'Danger Cruz'
"Might've known you had an ulterior motive." Dana smiled.

"Hey class!" Said Denver skipping into the room. Todd followed soon behind her. Logan had never forgiven them for pairing him up with Dana to the dance that time. He's been so close to kissing her.
"Just wanted to say that the PCA dance is tomorrow night." Dana had point blank objected any boy who dared to ask her (So far three). Logan had politely refused every girl vying for his affections (So far around 50), intending to dance with every girl in school when he got there. He didn't think he'd be doing much dancing with Dana on his wrist.
"And we hope you ALL have your dates sorted." Denver told them.
"Like some of us have a choice." Mumbled Dana under her breath.
"Oooh, interesting fashion statement…" Denver said looking at the handcuffs with cautious eyes. She didn't quite trust Dana and Logan not to bite her head right off her neck.
"Handcuffs AREN'T fun." Todd said.
"Not at all." Logan said flicking Dana's hand out of his way.
"Anyway. We want you all to have a swell time tomorrow night. And… see you there." Denver blew a kiss before hopping out of the room. Todd strolled out after her. Dana frowned.

"I guess we're going to the dance together." She muttered.
"You mean I have to cut up my best clothes?" He complained.
"Either that or go in your scruffy stuff." She suggested.
"I'm Logan Reese. I don't have scruffy stuff." He went to pop his collar but realised he was wearing a vest like tope and quickly pretended to be rearranging his neckline.
"Well go shirtless." She snapped losing her temper with him.
"I will if you will." He teased. She blushed slightly. "Haha, I made you blush." He teased her in a sing song voice whiletapping her nose with his fingers. Dana snapped her jaw hurriedly. She would've taken his fingers off… if he hadn't have got quick reflexes.
"Oh cram it Reese. You got your first lesson so you're coming with me to Home Ec." She demanded.
"I'm not cooking!" Logan spluttered in disbelief. Cooking was such a girls lesson!
"You don't have a choice." Needless to say Logan DID have a choice. He had the choice of doing everything Dana told him to… or being completely rebellious and deliberately disobeying her. Guess which one he chose?

Logan wasn't one to be manipulated and bossed around. He hated it. So he misbehaved.
"Flour." Obviously with only one hand Dana was relying on Logan… and he wasn't complying with her at all.
"How much?"
"About 50 grams." She instructed holding out her bowl Logan weighed out 500 grams and tipped the whole lot in before Dana could say anything. She screeched loudly and began scooping out the excess flour.
"What's the matter, too much?" he asked innocently. Dana emptied two handfuls of flour over Logan's head. Logan grabbed the chocolate sauce and squirted her in the face with it. She gave a plaintive cry of embarrassment before retaliating with the toffee and strawberry sauces. She soaked him with them. Logan grabbed the bowl in which all Dana's cake ingredients were being stored and tipped the whole lot over her. It stuck fast to the chocolate sauce on her head. She was covered in head to toe with flour, margarine, sugar and egg.
"MISS CRUZ MR REESE! GET OUT NOW."

"I think I need a shower now." Dana muttered taking a look at herself in the reflection of the window.
"Go get yourselves cleaned up this instant! And don't step foot in my classroom again Mr Reese. You're a bad influence."
"She started it." He complained as they headed up to Logan's room. She gave a startled cry before realising that in order to take a shower she'd have to be completely undressed. She voiced her concern to Logan.
"God, they always say there's one smart and one stupid. Guess which one you are." He led her into 101 and opened her drawer.
"Hey! That's my underwear drawer!" Dana protested. He handed her something. Her bikini. She blushed. How come she hadn't thought of that?
"You're a riot you know that?" He told her as they walked into the shower of his room.
"I already told you I'm not that bad." She said, sliding the shower curtain around looking for the slit in it. She found it and pushed it to the front.

"I'm going to have to trust you not to look while I get changed. Can I?"
"Why would I look at you?" He asked in pretend confusion. There was absolutely no denying that Dana was hot. "Zoey Brooks or Frances Beaumont maybe…" He said playfully. Dana pouted.
"Say whatever you want…. But never compare me to Zoey Brooks."
"Truth?" he asked her. She glanced at him fleetingly before breaking eye contact "I think you're WAY better looking than Zoey." He confessed.
"Cute, but still close your eyes." She ordered. He did as he was told this time. He knew he'd crossed the line. Dana cautiously removed her clothes and fiddled with the straps on her swim suit. It was awkward but it was possible.
"Logan? Can you tie me up please?" She asked softly. Logan kept his eyes closed but skilfully tied the halter neck on her bikini top. He had the hindrance of her hand in the way but it was easier considering she didn't fight him this time. She climbed into the shower. She wasn't sure she trusted him THAT much. Not to lead her into a wall yes… Not to stare at her in her bikini. Nuh uh.

"Why do girls take so long in the shower?" Complained Logan 45 minutes later. He kept having his arm ragged about and at first he didn't mind but after a while it became tedious work.
"Hey! You try washing your hair with only one hand!"
"I could do it with my eyes closed." He scoffed.
"Not with this much hair!" She snapped. She yanked his arm deliberately soaking his arm.
"Hey!"
"Shut it." She snapped trying to do her hair. Logan gave a dull growl. His clothes were already ruined… so what the hell. Once your clothes were ruined you might as well soak them. He climbed in. She screamed loudly and tried to cover herself.

"Oh come off it. I've seen you in your bikini before."
"I don't care!" She screeched hitting him over the head with a shampoo bottle. "Get out!" Logan took the shampoo bottle from her and went to help her with her hair. She squawked and pushed him hard. He slipped on the wet surface and fell. There was a sickening 'Crack' soundas his head hit the tap.

The world went Black for Logan Reese. Then there was silence.

A/n: Ahhh! I killed Logan! Lol. R 'n' R People!