Chapter Three: Not really bothered
Logan wasn't really bothered with the dance thing.
He knew that everything girl at PCA would want to go to the dance with him. He thought about the last Spring Dance. It was terrible and he got paired up with all Dana.
She was lifeless on the dance floor. Any person would think she was a bit disabled.
Even during the personality blah, he got somebody to type it for him.
Logan would never forget the feet stomp from Dana.
He lay on his blanket in the hot weather.
He heard an unmistakable groan from the one and only Dana.
"Well what's wrong with you?" Logan asked.
"I'm helping Michael get a date, that's what wrong with me," Dana said.
"He's refusing any girl you pick?"
"Yeah."
"Kid stuff," Logan said with a smirk.
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Dana joined Zoey and Chase at their table.
Zoey was eating her grapes. Chase was eating the same and Dana was eating salad with a veggie burger.
"So Chase have you found a date yet?" Zoey asked.
"Not yet," Chase said. The truth was that Chase wanted to ask Zoey to the dance. He really liked her, but he didn't have the courage to ask her out.
He could lie and say it was a friendly thing, but after last year that wouldn't be a good solution.
"Dana?" Zoey asked.
"Nope," Dana replied. "Speaking of dates, I have to go to Michael and Nicole. See ya!"
"I'm still curious," Chase said with a smile.
"We'll find out sooner or later," Zoey replied.
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Heather and Dustin were walking in the cafeteria.
Heather and Dustin had the same thing, a burger and French fries.
They found a seat and decided to sit there.
"So who's your date?" Heather asked.
"Um… Kelly Johnny," Dustin lied. He even made up the name.
"I haven't heard of her," Heather replied.
"She doesn't in another class," Dustin lied. He was wondering if by the Spring Dance he'd be a professional liar.
"I'm going with Kevin Johnson," Heather said.
Dustin's heart went boom! Not only wasn't she his date, but she was the date of the most popular fifth-grader!
"Good for you." Dustin put on a fake smile.
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Nicole and Michael were still girl hunting.
It was six o'clock. By then they should have seen every girl at PCA. But because of Michael's potato chip obsession they had only covered half.
Nicole was tired, her back started bending and her legs were aching!
Michael wasn't really bothered. Dana had gone in because she was so impatient.
It seemed like Nicole and Dana were more concerned about Michael's date than Michael himself.
"Let's call it a night," Michael said.
"We might as well," Nicole said. The sun was streaming in their eyes. "See ya."