Dana's POV:
"AHHHH!"
Logan's POV:
"AHHHH!"
Dana's POV:
"AHHH--OH MY GOD!" Dana screamed, trying to skid to a halt but resulting in colliding with Logan and sending them both flying through the air. Dana shrieked as she landed hard on her butt and banged her head against a cabinet, causing the priceless vase on top of it to fall to the ground and shatter. Her eyes widened in the horror, when she realised the punishment she'd get for breaking the most valuable item in PCA, after only been at the school for over 6 months. Wait! It wasn't HER fault! Who had bumped into her? WHO had shoved her roughly to the ground? WHO hadn't even apologised! Dana-on-the-war-path headed over to Logan, halting infront of him and giving him an icy look
."What's wrong with you DINER!" Logan exclaimed, getting to his feet and smoothing invisible creases from his clothes. He turned to inspect himself in a nearby mirror.
"YOU is the problem!" Dana shouted, grabbing Logan by the shirt and pulling him towards her, until their faces were inches apart, "And the name's DANA, loser!"
Logan merely snorted, grabbing her hand and removing it from his shirt, "Dude, if you like me, just say! It's nothing to be ashamed of! I don't blame you, the entire female population is craving after me and lets face it, who wouldn't!"
"You are unbelievable! You are nothing but a 'pretty' boy, with no brains, no personality and certainly no feelings!" Dana said, wiping her hand on her skirt.
"I do have feelings and just because you aren't the person they belong to, thank heavens, doesn't mean that they don't exist!" Logan yelled back, shocking Dana to the core. Since when did Logan shout at girls? Dana's shock wore off and she glared back at him.
"I should be the one saying thank heavens, not you!"
"Oh really?"
"YES REALLY!" Dana exclaimed, suddenly noticing the close proximity of their bodies. She couldn't help but notice that the female population were right about Logan and she grudgingly had to admit that he was fairly cute...ok, more than cute, gorgeous. Wait, snap out of it Dana! She thought anxiously. If you don't stop thinking like this, sooner or later people may get suspious, after all you do sound like you have a crush on him. Oh no...
Dana took a step back from Logan, pinching herself in hope that she'd wake up and realise that this was all a horrid nightmare and that she could go back to hating Logan's guts. But the pinch hurt and she knew that she was in reality. Dana groaned, raking a hand through her curls.
"Are you okay?" Logan asked uncertainly, unable to keep a hint of concern from his voice.
Oh no, she'd forgotten about Logan. Dana looked up and nodded, though she already noticed that the room had begun to spin. Stumbling slightly, she tried to steady herself, but only suceeded in tripping and falling right into Logan's arms. The last thing she remembered was her hair glowing red and Logan's shocked face, before everything went black.
Logan's POV:
Logan stared down at Dana's limp form, her head lolling against his arms like a broken flower. Something wasn't right...something was wrong with her. Logan sighed heavily, before picking her up in his arms and heading for the nurse. People would most certainly get the wrong impression, but this was an emergency and although he hated Dana, even if didn't want her to be hurt. No...that was wrong. People who hate other people don't care about what happens to the people they hate, so why was he carrying Dana to the nurse? Something inside of him told him that he knew the answer and that the answer was right and that the answer was the reason he wasn't just leaving Dana in the middle of the corridor for someone else to find. He had a crush on Dana and there was nothing he could do about it.