Ok guys…last chapter
State Of Pandemonium… thanks for the rubber duckies!
And Queen Latifah-Missy Elliott, thanks for being such a great reviewer
I like my audience not being sure of what is going to happen!
Disclaimer: Zoey 101 isn't mine…unfortunately
Chapter 6
Dana's POV
Oh my god. Finally. After all Chase said tonight, I was starting to think he may never get the courage to tell her!
Oh what a tangled web we weave… Zoey thought me and Chase had a romantic thing! I can't believe I've spent two years living with her and she still doesn't know how I feel. Granted, the two years were separate by my semester in France, and I grew up a lot over that year, but I never knew I was that good at hiding my emotions.
Logan was watching me intensely as Chase and Zoey made out. When Zoey mentioned my name, he swung his head around to look at her. He probably didn't even know Chase and I had been hanging out… let alone suspect we were involved. I felt kind of sad when Chase said it. I wished Logan was that sweet to me…but no. Logan had never been sweet. He told me he liked me, then spent the whole year we were apart ignoring my calls and playing tonsil hockey with every bimbo in our grade. I hate myself for loving him…because no matter how hard I try to hate him, I remember why I want him, not just why I want to hit him. When Chase told Zoey he loved her, Logan turned to me with a satisfied little smirk. I swear I heard him whisper "thank god" under his breath. Bastard. He has no compassion, I swear. As the two lovebirds sat down, he passed the bottle to me. As I grabbed it from him, our fingers grazed each other. My hand felt like it was on fire and I could feel my cheeks burning up. Logan raised his eyebrows at me, and I didn't fail to miss the looks Chase and Michael exchanged. They knew something. I was sure of it. My heart skipped a beat. What was up with Logan?
I decided to have a little fun. I spun the bottle slowly and deliberately, using and old trick my mom taught me once. "It's all in the wrist" she'd said. "Do it right, and you can make it land wherever you choose." My choice wasn't the obvious one.
The bottle came to rest on my chosen victim. He looked at me, the shock clear on his face. Logan gulped, taking a deep breath. A few seconds longer, and a mere angling of my wrist would have landed it on him.
Zoey got an evil glint in her eye. "What are you waiting for, Michael?"
Logan's POV
Oh man. That wasn't supposed to happen. The bottle was supposed to land on me. I need to show her that she can love me, the way she loves Chase. She probably thinks I didn't notice. Well, I've always been good at disguising my feelings. I'm not really the type of wimp who'll wear his heart on his sleeve. Take last year for example… I did a great job of making her think I didn't care. She wasn't there to know the amount of nights I cried, the 46 good mirrors I smashed when I hated myself for not loving her the way she deserved. I wanted to give her a chance to be with someone better, cos for all my talk, I know that Dana is one of the few girls who are too good for Logan Reese. I was too scared to love her in the best way I knew, so I tried not to love her at all. I wrote to her everyday, and even now I can dial her number in a split second because of the amount of times I planned on calling. I imagined that every girl I kissed was Dana Cruz, but when I opened my eyes, there was no beautiful brown eyes, no witty comment and no lopsided smile. There was just a nameless, faceless girl, who I didn't love.
I didn't ever think I could hurt Dana. She seemed far too cold. I was surprised when we brushed fingers. Her face went a very attractive shade of red. Was it just me, or was it getting hot in there? She spun the bottle and landed on Michael. I felt sick. Just a second more and it would have landed on me. The look of happiness on her face told me all I needed to know. She really was over me. Michael looked sceptical, but moved towards her anyway. Nicole looked a little annoyed, and I couldn't stay in the room any longer. I thought I might have cried if I'd seen her kiss him.
"The game can stop now. I've found out what I wanted to know, and fixed the problem. You don't have to kiss him Dana, although you probably will anyway" I let them go. I didn't want Dana to kiss Michael…I wanted her to love me. I realised it then. I wanted to make her angry… just because it meant I could make her feel SOMETHING.
Bt her response was surprising. She got mad, which I expected, but she didn't kiss him. She turned to me.
"Logan, it's bad enough knowing you don't love me, but I can't believe you'd think I'd want to kiss him! There's only one boy I want to kiss in this room, and he spent all of last year slowly breaking my heart into little pieces."
She turned to leave, like the others, but found the door locked. She threw herself against it, and started crying (being a total drama queen… but looking so sweet and vulnerable).
I pulled her up off the floor. I didn't care who saw me. I wiped her tears away, as she scowled at me. A second later, my lips found hers…and just like that we were kissing. I could feel her smiling that lopsided smile, and I smiled into the kiss too. I didn't smirk…smirking was the old Logan. As we pulled away, she breathed out heavily.
"Why?" she asked. That was too many questions packed into one word, but I tried to answer. "You scare me Cruz. You control my mind, because sometimes I love you way too much. Last year I tried to get away from you, because I knew how much you could hurt me. But I can't help needing you. We're so similar, it's like without you, I'm nothing. I'm just Logan Reece, the jerk. The guy everyone thinks I am. I'm not your Logan… the guy who cares about things, and hated seeing you here with Chase."
I could've said more, but I was distracted by the tears in her eyes, and her finger on my mouth, telling me to be quiet.
As we walked out of the door, hands together, she said, "So that was the Logan Party… it was pretty fantastic".
"What did you expect? hello, the LOGAN party. It's gotta rock."
She turned to look at me, and I put my hands up in an innocent way.
"You're lucky I love you" she said.
You know what? It made me feel all tingly inside. All the drama was so worth it. Because Dana Cruz is my soulmate… just don't ever tell her I said that.