The next morning, I didn't want to get up, but I also didn't want to miss a day of school. I mean, it definatly would have been the easiest way to go, but I didn't need to do it. Plus I mean, all it would do was make me have a bad day tomorrow instead of today.

I got up, and took a shower. Today, for the first time ever, I was the first person awake, so I got to take the first shower. I got out and put on a white and aqua polo shirt. I had on a white pair of shorts adn white K-Swiss. I also had on aqua socks. Eventhough I still had plenty of time before school started, I decided to go to school early. I wasn't gonna be the loud mouth Dana that veryone knew for the next couple of weeks. I was gonna ignore Logan and get through this time without guy trouble. I was gonna give my teachers a new and improved impression of me. I was gonna get through the carnival and drop-out of the sing for fling compettition. And to top it all off, I was gonna get ready for my brand new life int Paris. It was my chance to live my dream and start all over.

I walked into the classroom ten minutes early.

"Wow Ms.Cruz, this is definatly a change." Mr.Larz told me as I sat down in the seat of my choice. Mr.Larz was one of those young hip teahcers that got along with a lot of the kids. He was amost always bothering me about my potential, and tellin me that I could be great in his class if I wasn't late every single day. We did get along pretty good other than that though. He was definatly my favorite teacher in the whole school. Actually in my whole life. "The Principle has informed me that you will be moving to Paris..." he commented. I could tell that he wanted me to tell him more about it, so I did.

"Yeah, I got excepted into one of their great art schools up there, and I decided to go. I guess they wanted to meet me early, so I'm gonna go." I explained.

"I never knew that you were interested in art. You know that this IS art class, and I've never seen a true piece of your work." he told me with a smile on his face.

"Yeah I'd kinda appretiate it if you didn't say anything about me leaving. Not many people know about it, and I don't really want them to know that I'm gonna go to an ART school either." I told him.

"And that would be your image?" he quesitoned me.

"Kind of." I answered thruthfully.

"Wouldn't you rather go out showing all of these kids around here that you're more than a pretty face with a big additude?" he asked me with a huge grin. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Why would I want to do that?"

"How is this, I won't say anything about you moving other than too the teachers if you make me a portfolio with new art work just for me." he told me.

"What makes you think that I can make a whole portfolio for you in fourteen days?" I quesitoned.

"You just make it happen, that's all I'm asking. You don't even have to two in it. As long as you have one complete picture, I'm good." he told me.

Just then a few more kids walked in. I didn't really tlak to those kids much. I began to wonder why, I mean, they hadn't ever done anything to me. They looked at me werid, probably becasue I was on time, and then they talked to Mr.Larsen. After them, Zoey walked in and took her normal seat next to me.

"I was wonderin where you went to so early!" she joked as she took out some paper.

"Ha ha ha very funny. I'll have you know that I woke up, took a shower, and went walkin before you and Nicole ever got up, so there." I teased.

More and more kids showed up for class and eventually the bell rang.

"Alright guys and girls...today we're gonna do a lesson on expressing your vision in your art. Almost everything that you do in art you HAVE to be really passionate about. When you're passionate about what you're doin, it won't matter what other people say because your art expresses to you. You should never..."

"Dana." some booy whispered at me as I was tryin to listen. For once in my life I was listening in class. I understould exactly what he was talkin about. I mean when I paint it's almost as if I'm painting a story and every stoke is another word.

The boy handed me a note and I turned back around. I stuffed the note in my pocket becasue I was busy at the moment.

"So this weeks assignment is to do whatever you want as long as you're passionate about it. You'll have to tell the class you're the story that you're tryin to portray. That means if you love to sing, you do it. If you love to dance, you can do that to! If you have a mad passion for writing you're gonna read us that story. And if you're like Ms.Cruz and you'd do anything to live with only a paintbrush, then you do that." I smiled a little once he had said that. I saw Zoey look at me, and the next thing that I knew, so was everybody else.

Once he was done talkin I finally opened the note to read.

Dana look, I don't know why I"m writin this, and I don't know what I'm gonna say, so let me appolagize ahead of time. (lol) On Friday, Valentines Day, when I found you at the beach I knew that day was gonna be diffrent than all of the others. I know that this sounds tacky which is so not the way that I like to sound, but I...I can't live without you. I mean, you're me, and everything else. I can't tell you how hard it was for me to just let you go and say good-bye liek that. I heard this crazy rumor that you're leaving, but I don't belive it. You wouldn't ever leave PCA you love it here. Plus, all of your freinds r here, so I know for a fact that you're not leaving. You're proabaly aren't even gonna write me back r u? Well I'm just hopin that you do, and that's all that I can do. Right? Well...no matter what your final desicion about us iz, I just want you to know that I meant what I said. I don't have to repeat because...well beacuse you know exactly what I'm talkin about. It's the first thing that came to mind when I told you that i ment it becuase whether you'd like to admitt it or not, you know tha ti ment it. And you don't, didn't and will never care that I love you because you love me too.

Yours only,

LOGAN

I didn't write him back, and I ignored him for the rest of the week. I couldn't stand all of this trouble and dilema that he was puttin me through. I was determined to make my last week there the most stress free week ever, and that's exactly what happend because I made it that way. There wasn't any talk about me leaving. Other than Zoey, Chase, Mikey, Nicole, and my teachers. One day the Dean called me in to make sure that I was still gonna leave, and of course I told him yeah. I mean, why would he think otherwise.