Disclaimer: I do not own the cast of Zoey 101. On the other hand, I do own Rachel and Patrick.
Past Meets Present
Chapter 10
It was the next day. I woke up rather suddenly. I silently wished to myself that yesterday had never happened, I silently wished that it had all been a dream. I didn't want Dana to be Zoey's secret, and I didn't want Pat to come here.
But I guess it's like the Rolling Stones always say, "You can't always get what you want." I muttered the lyrics to the song my brother Mikey had always sang to me when we were younger.
I looked down at the floor, and saw Dana, I was tempted to step on her, but I stopped myself. It was about 6:30 AM, I looked at my cell phone, there was a new text, from Pat, I read it. 'Hey Rach, It's me, just letting you know that I'll be there around 10 tomorrow. Love, Pat'
This was too much. I changed into a pair of black shorts and a purple PCA shirt. I left a note on my bed saying I had gone out for a run, just in case my friends really cared. I threw on my sneakers, and brushed my brown hair into a ponytail. I ran out of the dorm, running as fast as I could.
The campus looked amazing as I ran, I missed running, gym class was an exception though, that wasn't the running I like. I like running at my own pace, to my own destination. Although my destination is usually wherever my heart takes me. And today that was Logan's dorm building. I looked at my cell phone, it was 7. Suddenly it began to ring, "Hello?" I said, somewhat out of breath.
"Rachel? Where are you?" It was Zoey, "Ask her what her note means!" I heard Nicole scream in the background.
"I'm exactly where the note says, out for a run."
"Who runs for fun?" I heard Dana retort.
I bit my tongue and retorted, "Zoey, tell little miss French poodle that people run for fun when people invade their life and space." I took a deep breath, "I'll talk to you later. I just need to get some stuff off my chest." I hung up, without letting any of them have another word. I sighed, as I started running again.
At 7:30 I ran back to the dorm, took a shower, and changed, I put my hair back up. I now wore a pair of jeans with a white tank top. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I looked at Zoey, Nicole, and Dana, "What?" I asked them, shrugging.
None of them said anything, I laid down on my bed, flipping through the pages of my book as the clock continued to tick.
Zoey looked at me while Nicole and Dana left the room, "Rachel," She said, grabbing my book.
"What?"
She sighed, "Do you have any idea how you're going to tell Pat about Logan?"
I bit my lip, "No, but it'll come to me," I said, staring at my feet, "At least, I hope it does."
She looked at me, "Let me know if you need help."
"Okay Zoey." She left the room and I laid there, staring at the bottom of Nicole's bed.
Everyday I sit here
waiting
Everyday just seems
so long
Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours, and hours felt like days. I thought Pat would never get here.
And now I've had
enough of all the hating
Do we even care,
it's so unfair
I can't do this to Pat, I can't do this to Logan, and I can't do this to myself. I need to choose.
Any day it'll all be
over
Everyday there's
nothing new
But then, if I stay attached to just one person, where will the surprises come from? I mean, teenage couples do break up.
And now I just try
to find some hope
To try and hold onto
But it starts again
It'll never end
And then it'll be back to here. Pat, Logan, or someone I meet from now to then.
I'm heavily broken
And I don't know
what to do
I'm so confused.
Can't you see that
I'm choking
And I can't even
move
If I knew what to say, I'd be shocked.
When there's nothing
left to say
What can you do
I grabbed a notebook and began jotting down things to say.
I'm heavily broken
And there's nothing
I can do
One thing stood out the most, out of everything I had written, "I love them both. And I don't know who to choose."
Moments after reading this phrase out loud, my alarm went off. It was 10:00. He was going to be here any minute.
Five people stood in my doorway within the next five minutes. Logan, Nicole, Dana, Zoey, and a guy I barely recognized. He was 6'3" tall, he had shaggy blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. He wore a pair of khaki shorts and a white t-shirt.
If I hadn't known he was coming, I would have never known it was him.
weebs; That's weirdly ironic
Zinaalla: Dana spilled to Nicole because no one else was around. And I've got surprises in store for the four. Don't worry.
girlsruleatinternet: No problem
Noelle Joi: Glad you think it's original
Marcy: You were right! Yay for you!