Chapter twelve

(A/N: omg i haven't updated in literally 4ever! SO SORRY OMG! So much has been going on…so much dramaa going around…me and my boyfriend almost broke up cuz I was kinda flirting with another guy (oops!) and anywayz itz not like u care haha! SO here's chapter twelve luvies)

"Man, how did u beat me?" Michael whined to Dana. They had just gone through a quick round of horse, and Michael had to admit that the girl had game.

"It's called skill," Dana grinned, wondering why she didn't hang out with Michael more often. He was cool and laid-backed, unlike his man-whore roommate.

"Pssshh," Michael rolled his eyes good naturally. "One more game."

"Fine," Dana smiled, suddenly throwing him a hard, fast chest pass.

Michael caught the ball without blinking an eye.

"So, I heard some pretty messed up stuff went down at Piers last night," he said, shooting the ball from the foul line.

Swish!

Dana walked over to where Michael was standing to try and imitate his shot. "Some pretty messed up stuff? It was Laguna-freaking-Beach! He's out with her but she made out with him who is liked by her who also kissed him…"

Michael cursed as Dana made the shot. "So I'm guessing that one of the 'him's' you mentioned is Mr. Reese?"

"Don't remind me of him!" Dana exclaimed. "That A-hole has made out with two girls in the last week!"

Michael missed his three point shot. "Damnit. But you know, I head Logan's got it bad for the new girl."

"Charlotte?" Dana sneered, shooting the ball. It went in. "Oh please, she's nothing but nice hair, a pretty face, and a perfect body."

"She's seems nice," Michael argued as Dana passed him the ball. "In the cafeteria line she let me cut in front of her when I told her I was really hungry."

"Like she even eats!" Dana exclaimed. "I saw her Abercrombie jeans on Quinn's floor. They're a size 00."

Michael winced as the ball bounced off of the rim. "Man, an H! Anyway, she's not that tall."

Dana ignored him and took a shot. "And what the freak is up with Alyssa Rivers? That two-dollar-ho."

"Two dollars?" Michael laughed out loud. "Please, that slut works for free!"

Dana gaped at him.

"Not that I've done anything with her," Michael replied hastily. "No, I don't go for the tactless girls," he looked straight at Dana. "You're not tactless."

Dana cursed as she missed her shot.

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Logan wasn't even close to being tired. He wasn't sure where Chase was, same with Michael. All he knew was that he was alone with Charlotte at night, and it seemed as if she was sleeping over.

"You're hot," he told the sleeping girl, looking down at her. He was sitting on his bed, his back against the wall, and he liked how she was resting on top of him, her head propped against his chest. He took her hand with his and stroked her thumb, enjoying the softness of it. He kissed the top of her head and said, "And you can try to resist me, but in the end…"

He kissed her head again. "I will have you."

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Zoey and Nate had been making out non-stop for over an hour.

"We should probably be getting some rest," Nate yawned. "You can take my bed, I'll take the floor."

"Mmmm," Zoey murmured in agreement.

"I think my roommate Sean is staying over with Jem Whistle, Ryder Parks, and Ty Martin," he continued. "You know them?"

Ty Martin…Ty Martin…Ty Martin…Nate's words replayed in Zoey's head. She had to forget about him. "Nope!"

"Oh," Nate shrugged. "Well, good night, Sexy."

Sexy? Well, well, well, it looks like someone gets around.

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"Chase?"

Chase was seated all alone on a bench in PCA's park. It was almost midnight, which was why he was surprised to see Nicole standing a few feet away from him. "Hey Nicole."

"Chase, what are you doing out here?" she asked incrediously.

"I could ask you the same thing," he answered, sounding tired. Hey, he probably was.

Nicole sat next to him. "Thinking…"

"About what?" Chase looked at her.

Nicole sighed. "I think I hurt Jem's feelings last night, at Piers, because I think he likes me, only I like Ty. No, I love Ty. Wait—you weren't at Piers last night, were you?"

"Nope," now it was Chase's turn to sigh. "But provides an explanation for why Alyssa suddenly wasn't feeling well."

"I'm really sorry, Chase," Nicole told him truthfully.

"Yeah, so I am. So anyway, who's it going to be, Ty or Jem?"

Nicole bit her lip. "Oh, I don't know! I'm not sure who Ty likes—I think he likes Charlotte, but he was out with Zoey. And Jem…" Nicole stopped. "Oh, I don't know. Love's crazy."

Chase nodded in agreement. "Tell me about it."

The two sat in silence for a moment or so. "You know, Nicole," Chase started. "You're pretty…" he searched for the right word. "Awesome."