Dana opened the package she had received that morning. A folded piece of paper and the Pants fell out on to her lap. She grinned as she lifted the Pants and pressed her face against it. She inhaled the scent of grass and imagined Zoey wearing them as she dribbled a basketball across a court. Unfolding the piece of paper, Dana read Zoey's later, her smile slipping off her face as she did so. It sounded like things weren't going too well for her either. Dana's eyes nearly fell out of her head when she read the first kiss part. She would have to interrogate her when she got back from camp.

After changing into the Pants, Dana headed out of her dorm room to get to class. She swung her backpack over her shoulders and was walking down the hallway when someone called her name from behind. She stopped and then slowly turned around to see Logan rushing toward her. She felt her heart pound hard. Turn around and keep walking, she said to herself, but her feet wouldn't listen. She stayed rooted to the spot, waiting for him. He looked awfully good today…

"Dana!" Logan looked relieved that he had stopped to wait for her. "I'm glad I found you." He gave her one of his thousand dollar smiles and she could feel herself melt inside. "Can we talk? I have to… uh…" He cleared his throat. "Apologize and also tell you a few other things."

Dana couldn't find her voice for a few minutes. Then she remembered what he had done and who she was dealing with. She changed her facial expression to one of hard stone and said, "Not now, Logan, I have to go to class." She turned around and started walking. Logan followed.

"Dana, it'll only be a second…"

"I don't want to waste a single second of my life on you."

Logan stopped in his tracks when he heard his words. Dana's cheeks turned pink, but she kept walking. She scolded herself inside for being so harsh to him, but she couldn't let him see that she had a soft side. She heard him take a deep breath and then continue to follow her. They walked this way for awhile, Dana in front and Logan behind. Finally, when she couldn't take it anymore, Dana turned around and said, "Fine. Two minutes of my time and that's all."

She crossed her arms over her chest as he started to speak.

"Well, first off, I wanted to say that I'm really sorry for smoking even when I was trying to quit. But you know it's really hard to give something up when you're so addicted! I hope you can understand and that you'll give me a second chance and…" He paused. "I'm just sorry for being such a jerk. You know, for starting to smoke in the first place and…" He took a deep breath. "I really like you, Dana. I just want to make you happy, but all I'm doing is stressing you out. Maybe I should just leave you alone from now on and… how much time do I have left?"

Dana stood, stunned. Then she said, "All the time in the world." She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips and he, too shocked to even think, immediately kissed her back. The two of them stood that way for awhile. Logan closed his eyes and felt his whole body melt. She had forgiven him and that was all that mattered. As Dana kissed him, she was glad to say that she didn't taste the scent of cigarettes on his lips.

Quinn sat on the floor in a bathroom stall, crying her eyes out. Why did he have to find out like that? Why? WHY? Quinn took her glasses off and rubbed her eyes, trying to make her tears stop, but they wouldn't. How could she ever show her face to Michael again? He would think she was a freak, a laughing stock. She hiccupped and then sneezed, feeling even more miserable.

She sat there for a long time, feeling very lonely, when she heard the sound of a swinging door as someone entered the bathroom. Then footsteps and then… knock, knock. Someone was knocking on her stall door. She didn't know what to do so she figured she should open it and see who it was and what they wanted. She stood up and unlocked it, swinging the door open. She gasped.

"Michael, you aren't allowed in the girls' room!"

She immediately slammed the stall door in his face and leaned against it, feeling her heart pounding. Not only was he in a place where he didn't belong, but he had seen her at her ugliest time! She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small hand held mirror which she used sometimes for her experiments and looked at her reflections. Her eyes were puffy and red and her cheeks were streaked with tears. I look hideous!

"Quinn?" Michael knocked on the stall door again. "I went into all the girls' bathrooms in the entire school looking for you. Trust me, it was hard. I got hit in the head with fifty different purses with hard buckles. Please, I just want to talk to you." He paused and waited for her to answer. When she didn't he knocked again.

"Leave me alone!" Quinn yelled, wiping her tears away.

"Quinn, I'm sorry I read your diary, but… well now I know what they mean when they said curiosity killed the cat." He laughed, hoping she might see the funny side in the situation. "But… Quinn… I…" He took a deep breath. "Well, since I read your secret, I'll tell you one of my secrets."

Quinn stood in silence for a minute. "Fine, but it better be good."

Michael took a deep breath. The two of them, on either side of the stall door, both felt their hearts pound. Michael's heart was pounding because he was nervous about what he was about to say and Quinn's heart was pounding because she was nervous about what he was about to say.

"I like you, Quinn. You know, in that way."

They were both silent for a minute. Then Quinn slowly unlocked the stall door and the two of them faced each other. There was a sincere look in Michael's eyes and Quinn could see it clearly. He was leaning forward and… Quinn started to panic. She immediately turned away from him so he ended up kissing her ear.

"I'm sorry," Quinn wailed. "But I look so terrible that…well… I don't want you to see me like this!" She covered her face with her hands to make sure that he couldn't see her. He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her so she faced him. She peeked at him through her fingers.

"You'll never look ugly to me," he said.

She uncovered her face. He leaned in again and this time she didn't turn. She closed her eyes and so did he. They each experienced their first kiss and it was a great one. It was something they would remember for the rest of their lives. The feeling that went through their bodies when their lips met… their strong feelings for each other that now were unleashed… the screaming of the girl who walked into the bathroom to find a boy there. It was all beautiful.

Zoey was breathing hard by the time she had finished her ten laps around the field. Every morning they started their exercise with the ten laps and every morning Zoey was so wiped out that she barely had energy to stand afterwards. She collapsed on the grass and took a long drink from her water bottle. She sighed with satisfaction and put the bottle down and stretched her legs. Chase came jogging over to her. Grinning, he sat down beside her and said, "What's up?"

"Not a lot," Zoey said, smiling at Chase. They looked at each other with adoration for a moment and then came the tornado. Thomas came running up to them and sat down right in between the two, squeezing himself in. Zoey's cheeks turned pink and she quickly looked away and Chase frowned slightly.

"Uh, hi Thomas," he said, puzzled. "What's up?"

"Not much, Chase," Thomas said, smiling, showing his crooked teeth. "I just thought I'd swing by and join you two. What's going on?" He put his arm around Zoey who quickly shrugged it off. Chase raised his eyebrows slightly and crossed him arms across his chest.

"Nothing," he said. "But I can't say the same about you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Thomas said innocently.

Chase stared at him and then shook his head. "Never mind…"

He stood up and started to leave. Thomas rose to his feet as well and said, "What is it Chase? Is it because I like your so called girlfriend and you're too chicken to stand up to me?" As soon as those words left his mouth, Chase had turned around and punched him in the jaw. Thomas stumbled backwards and Zoey let out a little scream. People started turning their heads to see what the matter was.

"I knew you liked her," Chase said, panting hard and looking furious. "I had my suspicions, but I thought that it couldn't be true because you were my friend and you wouldn't do anything to backstab me." He lifted Thomas off the ground by grabbing his collar. "But now I know that you…"

Thomas took this opportunity to strike Chase across the face. People gasped as both boys stumbled backwards and stood across from each other, each breathing heavily and both with their fists out. Zoey stood in front of the crowd of watching people, the expression on her face a horrified one.

The two boys stood for a second and then both bolted at each other. Thomas went for the face and Chase aimed for the stomach. Both punched and kicked and swore loudly at each other. People from the crowd were too stunned to pull them apart and the supervisors were somewhere else at the moment. Chase let out a strangled yell and punched Thomas in the nose. Blood spurted out and the crowd gasped loudly.

"STOP!"

Zoey ran forward and stood between the boys, her entire body shaking. She knew she had to put a stop to this before someone got seriously hurt. Breathing hard, tears in her eyes, Zoey whispered, "Stop." Then she fell to the ground and cried. Tears of all the stress she had felt over the days came out and her shoulders shook as she sobbed.

Alicia came out of the crowd of people and helped Zoey up. Giving Thomas and Chase a dirty look, she helped Zoey walk back to their cabin. People watched the two girls depart and then their eyes turned to the two boys. They both stood in silence for a moment and then they turned and walked away in opposite directions.

Nicole had made up her mind. She had talked it over with her parents and they had both agreed extremely hesitantly after much arguing. She stood in front of the office, her face white. She was trembling all over as she knocked three times on the wooden door. The secretary's scratchy voice called out. "Come in."

Nicole opened the door and walked in. She walked right up to the secretary and said, "I'd like to speak to the dean please." The secretary raised her eyebrows and nodded, gesturing to another wooden door that led to the dean's private room. Nicole walked up to that door and was about to knock, but then decided to just go in. She opened the door. The dean was sitting at his desk, reading some papers. He looked at Nicole when she walked in.

"Oh, hi Nicole… how may I help you?"

Nicole sat down in a chair across from the dean's desk and took a deep breath. She decided to get right to the point. "Dean Rivers, I won't be returning to PCA next semester." Her voice didn't shake when she spoke, but stayed strong. She took a deep breath to steady herself.

Dean Rivers looked at Nicole with a blank expression on his face. "Why?"

Nicole put an envelope on Dean Rivers' desk. "Please read this," she said. "It includes a full explanation. My parents do know about this and…" She took another deep breath. "I can't explain it right now, but I just want you to know that I had a great time at PCA and this is the best school ever." She rose and left the room.

Dean Rivers picked up the envelope and opened it. He unfolded the letter inside and started to read.

Dear Dean Rivers,

Hi. I'm Nicole Bristow and I recently found out that my mom has cancer. I will not be returning to school next semester because I am going to go work and raise money so she can get the proper surgery. I know this may sound stupid at the moment, but I really… I just know this is what I have to do. Thanks for everything.

Nicole

PS: Roses are red
Violets are blue
My love for this school
Will always be true