A/n: This chapter hurts my head. You have been warned.

Chapter 4:

'Neither of us are going to vanish, get kidnapped or run away tomorrow are we.' That was what he'd said, just hours before. Now as the day broke Dana was miles and miles away from PCA. The van stopped outside an apartment block and one of the kidnappers dragged her out. She squinted in the morning sun. She'd always seen the sunrise as beautiful. A miracle. Yet... today she felt she needed more than a miracle.
"Ok Zoey... inside."
"I'm NOT Zoey Brooks!" Dana snapped. They led her up the stairs. Dana hoped they'd meet someone on the stairs, she felt that if she could just look someone in the eye then they'd instantly know the story. Unfortunately, that was not the case. No sane law-abiding civilians were awake at this hour. "What do you intend on doing with me?" Dana asked, trying not to show her fear.
"Inside." Barked the kidnapper.

Dana did as she was told. She was immediately attacked by a bundle of blonde.
"Oh my god! I love your films!" Screamed the little girl. Dana sighed. She resigned herself to nodding. "Can I have your autograph?" she begged. She held up a notepad and pen. Dana took them and reluctantly scrawled 'DC' onto the sheet.
"You hungry Zo?"
"Will you stop calling me that!" Dana snapped. "If I can prove to you that Zoey Brooks isn't Diamond Clarke, will you let me go?"
"Cram it, shut up and eat."
"Make me!" Dana said, glaring at him. Both men were wearing ski-masks, but she could see their eyes. His were livid. One kidnapper raised his hand as if to hit her but a the other stopped him.
"Leave her be. Lock the doors, and leave her be."

"I'll be back in my own bed by morning, she says." Zoey scowled. "I swear to god she's going to end up pregnant before she's sixteen!"
"Oh come on Zo, she's sensible. She probably had such a good time that she fell asleep with him. Does it matter?" Nicole asked.
"Ugh, I'm not talking to her. Logan either." Zoey huffed. Nicole sighed.
"Suit yourself, but I am."
"Traitor." Mumbled Zoey.

When Dana and Logan didn't show up for class, nobody thought anything of it. Chase was avoiding Zoey and Michael wasn't in any of their classes, so there was precious little communication between the boys and girls. Infact, when they all sat together at lunch, nobody spoke for a full half hour. The first one to speak was Chase.
"Ok. I know why Zoey's mad. What about everyone else?"
"We're all mad at Logan." Zoey said.
"Me! What did I do!" Logan said suddenly. He looked incredibly hurt. Had Dana said something to the girls about him? He hadn't pressured her into anything, so he didn't see why they would be mad at him.
"Have fun last night?" Zoey demanded.
"Zoey!" Nicole said, blushing furiously. She couldn't believe Zoey would discuss this over dinner.
"Well..."
"Is that supposed to be funny?" Demanded Logan.
"I hardly think it's funny that at 14 years old you're sleeping with a girl you've been dating for a week." Zoey growled. Chase hushed her.
"Zoey calm down..." He pleaded.
"No I will NOT calm down. I think it's sick."

"FYI: I didn't sleep with her! She never showed up!" There was a very long pause.
"If she wasn't with you last night..." Nicole started.
"And she wasn't with us..." Zoey continued, raising her eyebrows.
"Where was she?" The girls looked very confused.
"If I know Dana, she'll be skipping school because she's mad at one of us." Logan said. He didn't seem too worried.
"But why would she disappear so early?" Nicole asked. "Dana doesn't do early."
"If you're that worried, I'll text message her." Logan quickly tapped up an SMS.

'Dana, everyone's worried. If it's me I'm sorry, come home? Logan.'

Dana was locked in a room with a 9 year old girl. She paced the room, trying at windows and doors with no luck.
"Daddy says you're nasty. But I like you."
"Thanks... um..."
"Emma. E-M-M-A Emma." She said as though she'd been taught to recite it. Dana's phone bleeped. She jumped. Her phone! She knew she couldn't call anyone, because she'd be overheard. But she could text message. Her heart leapt when she read Logan's message. She quickly tapped back
'SOS! NEED HELP CALL COPS!' She heard the door opening. She supposed she could've used details, but she didn't know any. She hit send and hid her phone behind her back.
"Okay Maria..."
"It's Dana Maria." Dana rolled her eyes.
"Dana Maria then," He shrugged. "We've decided you can't be Diamond Clarke, but Zoey Brooks..."
"Zoey is NOT Diamond ok!" Dana snapped.

"We need to survey that for ourselves... now. Hand over your cell phone." Dana narrowed her eyebrows.
"What cell phone?" She challenged.
"The one behind your back." Snapped a kidnapper. Dana reluctantly handed her cell phone to them. They scrolled to the Z's for Zoey.
"When you find Diamond Clarke, what do you intend to do?" Dana asked in what she hoped was a calm voice. The whole thought of being around these two possible homicidal men made her a tad jumpy.
"Reinstate her fame." Said the nice kidnapper.
"And if she refuses?"
"Then it's splashed over the tabloids that a certain Miss Clarke met an unfortunate end," Said the nasty one, stroking his thumb down the blade of his knife. Dana paused. She couldn't let that happen to Zoey!

"You're going to call Zoey Brooks up, and ask her to meet you at Beaumont Park at 1pm today. Tell her to come alone."
"And if you say ANYTHING about being here..." He fingered his blade again. She gulped.
"And I will be the one meeting her?"
"Yes but we'll be waiting close by, we'll be watching and if you say one thing out of line..."
"We only want to survey Zoey, to prove she isn't Diamond."
"Gotcha." Dana sighed. She took her phone and dialled Zoey's number.

"Hey Dana. Where the hell are you?"
"Hey Zo. I'm just hanging around. But I kinda wanna talk." Dana pretended to be upset. She decided to blame Logan. Although she wasn't mad at Logan at all, and she missed him most, he was the most believable excuse.
"I'm still mad at you." Zoey snapped.
"Yeah we can yell at each other all we want later. Meet me at Beaumont Park at 1pm?"
"Why shou..."
"Dana!"
"Logan!" Dana gasped. She knew she wasn't allowed to talk to him. "I love you." She breathed. "And I'm sorry. But you GOTTA put Zoey back on!"
"Did you just say the L word?"
"Yes. I did. I love you..." She saw the man with the knife advancing on her. "Put Zoey on!" Logan reluctantly handed Zoey the phone.
"Beaumont Park? 1pm. Ok... we'll be there."
"No Zo. Just you. Nicole's too hyper and I don't want to talk to any of the boys. Especially Logan ok." Dana didn't want her boyfriend caught up in this twisted little plot.
"Ok, ok." Zoey sighed. Dana held a finger up to the kidnappers to signal to let her talk.
"And Zoey, do me a favor? There's a black box underneath my bed. It's got three padlockson it. Could you bring it to the park for me, please?" She begged.
"Sure."

Dana saw Zoey approaching. She had been told what to say and what not to say. She knew the kidnappers were just feet away, and it made her jittery.
"Hey Zo..." Dana said reluctantly. She gave Zoey the best smile she could manage under the circumstances. Zoey handed her the slightly-larger-than-shoe-box-sized blackmetal box.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Dana had not been told to say this.
"Zoey I'm running away."
"What? You can't..."
"I am. I haven't been entirely honest with you guys and... I'm sorry for that."
"Dana whatever you've done we'll forgive you!"

"Should we shoot?" Questioned the nasty kidnapper.
"No, let her talk. I get the feeling she won't do a runner."

"My name ISN'T Dana Cruz, Zo." Dana never thought she'd see the day she'd have to admit this.
"I'm confused." Zoey said.
"Hi confused, I'm Diamond."She held out her hand to Zoey.
"Oh my... no!" Zoey shook her head. "Diamond is a stuck up DIVA! You're a tomboy... you're..."
"I'm Diamond Clarke Zo. I know you hate me but I am..." She sighed.
"Why did you run away!"
"Because I want to go back to fame Zo. The media were closing in on me at PCA..."
"No..." Zoey said shaking her head. "I meant the first time. Why did you stop being Diamond Clarke and start to become Dana Cruz?"
"Zoey, I was TWELVE! I was being followed by the paparazzi everywhere I went! I couldn't breathe. I was being suffocated by fame and I hated it. Everyone thinks being a star is amazing. It's NOT!" Diamond bit her lip. "Don't hold it against me Zo..." She reached out to put her hand on her friend's shoulder.
"Don't TOUCH me!" Zoey hissed. "How do I explain this to your boyfriend? To my friends?"

"You don't have to Zo..."
"You expect me to lie to them?" Zoey screeched. She stood up.
"No," Diamond shook her head. "No more lies. In the Britney Spears 'Hit me baby... one more time' CD that's... under my bed I think. There's a note explaining everything. I'm gonna have to go now Zo." Diamond stood up.
"I hate Diamond Clarke." Zoey whispered.
"Why do you hate me?" Diamond asked. "What did I do?"
"When I was 10 years old... I went to a premier of your film. You refused to sign my photo." Diamond blushed.
"I've never refused a fan... ignored them perhaps."
"You totally blanked me. I was devastated. You were my idol."
"Sorry. But I can't get round everyone Zo. How was I supposed to know you'd end up being Dana's best friend?" She asked. "I guess this is goodbye Zoey..."
"Does it have to be?" Zoey begged.
"Yes. Do me a favour? Tell Logan I'm sorry."
"Why sorry?"
"Because..." Diamond sighed. "Oh Zoey..." Diamond hugged her. "If you EVER come to another movie premier I'll sign a photo I promise." The girls hugged each other and Zoey vanished.

"So you say you're Diamond herself?" Asked kidnapper number 1. Diamond nodded.
"Use your knife to break the box open." She ordered as they entered the apartment. The three kneeled on the floor. A kidnapper (Diamond had long since lost track of which one was which) smashed the box open with a knife. Diamond took a pair of shoes from the box.
"The famous heels I wore to the Oscars." The heels were very high and the entire surface's of the shoes were studded with diamonds. She smiled slightly, remembering how she'd teetered and tottered on the heels. "The dress I wore to the premier of Heroes and Angels." She pulled out a long, black silk dress. "My album!" Diamond had only realeased one album, having started to sing at age 11. She pulled the sleeve out of the case and showed them the photos on it.

"You look prettier with straight hair."
"So my boyfriend tells me." Diamond sighed. He wasn't her boyfriend anymore. She wouldn't be able to see him again. He was not Diamond's boyfriend at all and never had been. He was Dana Maria Des Santos Cruz's boyfriend. Dana Maria Des Santos Cruz's EX boyfriend. "Screen shots. Cast shots. Audition tapes." Dana emptied out the rest of the box. "It's all here."
"Wow..." Said a kidnapper. Diamond removed the last thing from the box.It was a photo taken only three weeks ago. Zoey was kneeling infront of the rest of the group, everyone else crowded round doing individual poses. Diamond thought Dana looked cute. She had a serious pouty look on her face and Diamond could swear her eyes were on Logan.
"Dana Cruz and her friends..." Diamond showed them the photo. "I'm willing to go back to fame. I'm willing to take centre stage again..."

Zoey didn't arrive back at PCA for hours. It was nearly six pm when she arrived.
"Zoey are you ok?" Chase asked when she walked into the lounge looking pale. Zoey shook her head and started to cry. Chase panicked. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her.
"Has my hopeless girlfriend shown up yet?"Logan asked, slightly concerned about his girlfriend's well being. Zoey started to cry hearder. Chase held her closer.
"It's ok... it's ok." Chase repeated soothingly. He pulled herchin upso she wasfacing him. "What's wrong Zo?" He whispered, stroking her tears away from her face.
"Dana... she's..." Zoey couldn't talk. Chase shh'd her again but Logan was growing impatient.
"What's wrong with Dana, where is she?" Zoey said nothing. She took Chase's hand and signalled for the rest to follow her. She led them up to 101 and sat everyone down apart from Chase. She didn't let go of his hand. Slowly she handed Logan the Britney CD from under Dana's bed. Logan looked confused.

"She says... she says she's sorry." Zoey whispered. Chase squeezed her hand tightly. Logan opened up the sheet of paper that fell out. He read aloud.

'Hey,
If you're reading this it means one way or another I've been found out. I am sorry I've lied to you for so long. But I had to do it. I was under so much pressure. I've met some amazing people here at PCA. Zoey Brooks, Nicole Bristow: Oh my god! You guys are the most rockin' room mates a girl could ever hope to have. Screw the Oscars, you're my rewards. Chase, you are one of the sweetest guys I know, you're sensitive and funny...I just wish you and Zoey would stop playing games. Michael, dude you are so cool! Words cannot describe how cool you are! Dustin, you're like a little brother to me, you're gonna grow up to be a real heart breaker. Quinn, oh my god woman! How crazy are you! I'll never forget the weird experiemnts you pulled on us all, you're one hell of a scientist. I guess that leaves Logan. Not much to say. I guess I always held a torch for you... well, more like a candle. It's just a little crush.

I'm gonna shut up now because I'm rambling, and I'll probably end up crying. I'll get down to the point. My name is Diamond Clarke. I ran away when I was 12 years old. My mom faked my death, and sent me to live with my cousins, miles away. I was sent to PCA. I'm glad of that. I got a chance at something I'd never had. A normal life. You guys were there for me through that. Being Dana Cruz was FUN! I got to be everything Diamond wasn't. I got to curl my hair, wear scruffy clothes, be a slob! If I have truly been found out then there's an incredibly high possibility there will be no Dana Cruz anymore. I'm gonna miss you guys.

If I have to go, know I love you all. No matter what! Love always,
Dana Cruz/Diamond Clarke.'

"Oh... my... god." Nicole whispered. Zoey started to cry again. It had just hit home that she would never see Dana again. That Dana had never existed. Chase slid his arm around her and held her close. She cuddled into him, listening to his heart beating rhythmically.
"What did she say?"
"Not much..." Zoey whispered shaking her head. "Just that she wanted to be Diamond Clarke again..." Everyone sat, silently. Nobody dared to say anything. Everyone noticed Logan was crying, but nobody tried to console him.

"We're live at the airport where Singer/Actress Diamond Clarke is jetting offback to LA, her hometown. Reports are already coming in that she's working on her first single since her glittering comeback."

Diamond hugged Zoey tightly. Nicole next. She gave Michael and Dustin a quick hug, and Quinn an even quicker hug, because she was scared of her. She kissed Chase's cheek lightly.
"Take good care of her ok." She whispered. He knew what she meant.
"I will." He promised. Dana sighed. Zoey said Logan had point blank refused to come. She would've liked to say goodbye. Merely a week after her comeback she had been so busy she hadn't been able to go to PCA at all. She missed Logan a lot. Diamond walked up the runway. She blew a kiss to the viewers.

Logan ran at top speed. He didn't care what she'd done. He knew that if he didn't say goodbye, he'd regret it for the rest of his life. It was one of those hackneyed movie scenes. He hurried as fast as he could. He could see her. He HAD to tell her he loved her, before it was too late.
"Dana!" He yelled. She started to turn around but as he caught her eyes the airplane door closed. He gulped back tears. He'd missed his chance.

A/n: It's not over yet folks. Review! No flames please.