I failed.
I have failed my mission. I got jealous...Very jealous. But at least now I've decided to admit to myself I like him, I can start to get over him, right?Easy as pi. (Why do they say that? Pi is hard - 3.142... something or other) Everything seems to be in bits!(A lot like pi.) In a perfect world Chase would've admitted liking Zoey when he had the chance and the two would be seeing each other. In a perfect world Butterfly would never have shown up and I'd be content now with my own stupid little crush. But unfortunately for everyone this is no perfect world. If it was I'd be ok.
I don't feel ok.
"Hey Dana..." Zoey says softly. She creeps through the door very gingerly, almost afraid.I think she's worried I'll attack her- I won't.
"Hey Zo." I say coolly. Never let it show. I will be ok. I shall live on. 'Chin up soldier' My mother used to say. Basically it didn't mean she wanted me to enroll in the army, she just wanted me to keep smiling.
"What..." She starts.
"I don't really want to talk about it." I open a magazine and lay on my stomach on my bed. The one I comandeered from Nicole my first day here. I find the 'Love or lost-hope' page and start to read.
You're working close together does he
A) Flirt
B) Make you do all the work.
C) Watch TV
"Or D..." I mumble. "All three."
"Well... Will you be ok?" She looks beautiful. I didn't really notice earlier. She's wearing a pale fuchsia dress. Her long blonde hair is let loose. Slightly wavy though. She must've braided it last night.
"What's with you and Chase?" I ask, determinedly changing the subject.
"I dunno. I haven't spoken to him... Butterfly's crying a lot so she's pretty much the centre of attention."
"She would be." I say viciously.
"Jealous much?" She smiles at me.
"It's complicated. I'll get over it though. Go have fun." I give Zoey my best 'smile' aka my I'm-absolutely-dying-here-and-I-don't-really-want-you-to-leave-but-am-putting-on-my-brave-face-so-you-won't-hate-me smile. Zoey waves and leaves.
I hate her. She's so pretty! She's so peppy! Ugh! I want to smash something. I want to destroy something beautiful. Just to feel the feeling Butterfly must have right now. I bet she's so smug.
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"I shouldn't have come." She sobbed.
"Of course you should... look I'm sorry I yelled at you." Chase apologised profusely.
"I'm sorry I yelled at... well everyone." Logan paused. dana was right, he really was a jerk.
"Ever since I got here I mucked everything up." She sniffled. "Chase and Zoey, you and Dana..."
"Forget it..." Logan said. "You're more important." Logan slid down and wrapped his arms around her. She lay her head on his chest. All of her make up had run and her eyes were streaming blue mascara. Her cheeks were smudged. Logan sighed and rubbed her shoulder. They stayed there for almost the entire dance. Logan finally realised she was asleep.
"I'm gonna take her to bed."
"She'll be ok right?" Chase asked a little nervously.
"Yeah..." Logan paused. "I'm a little worried about Dana."
"Dude you're in TROUBLE there. Cut your losses and just pick one."
"You guys don't understand." He started. He then shook his head. "Night."
Logan dropped Butterfly off in bed and tiptoed into room 101. I hear a noise and that gets my attention.
"You asleep?" He whispers. I close my eyes and pretend. "Ok... either you're asleep or you're mad. Either way..." He sighs. He pulls my covers over me and tucks me in. "I don't want to lose what we have Dana. Whatever it is we have... What am I talking to you for? it's not like you're listening." He kisses my cheek slightly. STUPID BOY! I AM TRYING TO GET OVER YOU AND YOU GO AND KISS ME! The boy makes no sense. one minute he's cooing over Miss... (Whatever her last name is) and the next he's all over me! Make up your small mentally challenged mind Logan.
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"No need to stop talking on my account." I say as I enter my english class. Chase and Zoey are sat at the same desk, and up until my entrance had been whispering to each other in hushed voices. Logan is sat at the back on his own. Butterfly is nowhere around. Michael and Quinn aren't in my English class. I sit besides Zoey.
"So when you said my name..."
"I didn't mean anything by it Zo. I just... have you ever seen that Friends episode where he says Rachel's name at his and Emily's wedding?"
"They were in love." Zoey blushes. I screw up the piece of paper I've been writing on and throw it. It hits Chase and lands in his bushy hair. He opens it.
'Tell her the truth or else,'
"Stay out of it." He snaps at me.
"Make me."
"Okay then shall I tell her I love her? What good'll that do me? It'll only make her boyfriend hate me and ruin our friendship forever!" he's so preoccupied with yelling at me, that he doesn't remember Zoey's sat between us.
"You... love me?" Zoey asks in shock.
"Well... yeah. But I don't want to try and split you and..."
"What boyfriend?" Zoey laughs,
"The one you were telling Nicole was all great and stuff." he avoids her eyes.
"I was talking about you... Dana knew didn't she? She questioned me about it. I was talking about you." His face widens. He looks so alarmed. I think he's going to have a heart attack.
"Sorry I'm late..." Mutters a voice. Butterfly walks in. Her skirt's on sideways. Her shirt is buttoned up all wrong. Her make up is a little askew too.
"Just sit down Miss Woods." She nods and takes the only seat available, next to Logan. Butterfly Woods. that's not a name. It sounds like some hippy meeting place... it's nearly as bad as Rainbow Waterfall.
"You ok?"
"I packed my stuff."
The second Miss Romano leaves I turn around. Zoey and Chase haven't said a word but under the table I see Zoey's hand find Chase's. Sweet. He strokes his thumb down the back of her hand and turns slightly to face Butterfly.
"Hey. You ok, you looked rough last night."
"Ah, I just need to get away from this place and I'll be fine."
"You can't leave." I say softly.
"Pardon?"
"I said I don't want you to leave."
"I'm only leaving because..."
"Because I'm a selfish brat?" I suggest hoarsely. "Butterfly, unpack your things. You and Logan..." Wow I feel mature in saying this. "You have my blessings."
Butterfly stands up and I expect her to hit me or make a nasty comment. Instead she swoops down and hugs me.
"Dana I never meant..." She starts.
"It's cool..." I shrug her off slightly. I'm not comfortable with hugging. She runs out of the class, probably to unpack.
"Wow, she's never done that before." Logan laughs. Prat. I hate him.
"You shut up..."
"You just said..."
"I said I was okay with you being shacked up with her. I didn't say I was okay with you. You I'm still mad at." I huff slightly.
"Whatever." He sounds hurt. I cross my arms and ignore him.
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"Come with me..." Logan grabs my arm.
"We have Math class." I protest. He shakes his head.
"Not any more we don't." He drags me to his room. I am very confused and slightly mad. How can he just attack me like this. It's kidnap! It's... just weird.
"I know you don't want to talk, so just listen. You and me have something..."
"You and BUTTERFLY have something. I give up on you. You're too much like hard work."
"Which is why I'm gonna come clean about me and Butterfly. I guess you deserve to know..."
"Maybe I don't want to know."
"We're NOT 'shacked up together' as you put it." He forces me to sit on Chase's bed.
"Ask me anything and I'll tell you the truth." He promises. He sits infront of me and pulls out a box from under his bed.
"How long have you been seeing each other."
"I met her when I was about six years old..." Logan says with a smile. He hands me a photo. I see a very young looking Butterfly, sitting on Logan's lap. She's obviously styled his hair coz he's wearing pink and yellow butterfly hairclips. She's in her swimsuit. He looks a lot littler than her, even though they're roughly the same age. He was cute even at 6 years old.
"I'm not dating her..." He swears. I glance at him suspiciously. "Promise..."
"I don't know if I trust you..."
"I liked that she made you jealous. But things got out of hand." He shakes his head. He hands me dozens of pictures, ranging from Age 6 to age 12. "I think I ended up hurting you and that was not what I started out to do..."
"So what are you two then? make out buddies?"
"No..."
"I saw you kissing..." I snap at him. He dares to deny it and I swear to god he's dead.
"I thought I saw you that night. When she first got here?" He laughed.
I'm not in the mood to be joked with. He picks up on that.
"I'll explain everything..." He promises me. "If you say you won't get mad." I slip onto the floor besides him. he tries to slide his arm around me. I pause. Should I let myself go here again? I'll only end up being hurt. But I should give him a chance to explain his alibi. It's only fair right. He knows I'm still mad. His arm around my waist I move closer to him, very slightly. He smiles and opens a few more photo albums. I see neither him nor Butterfly.
Now I'm confused.