Logan was walking back to his dorm after attempting to work out, but it was no use his arms just aren't what they used to be. He was just about to open the door to his dorm room when someone stopped him. +That someone was none other than Barry Manilow. "Hey, so how'd it go?"
"Not good. I suggest you watch your back she didn't look too happy." Barry warned Logan.
Logan groaned. "Man I thought she'd like it."
"Look there he is! Get him!" The teachers shouted.
"Gotta go!" Barry said running as fast as he could to try to get away.
Logan watched Barry disappear out of sight. He then proceeded to turning the door knob, until he heard footsteps then a voice coming from behind him. "Logan you are so dead meat!" Logan gulped he knew who it was this wouldn't be pretty.
Lola sighed as she trudged into the bathroom. She hated advanced calculus she was no good at it. It just didn't make any sense to her. "Maybe if you weren't so stupid , Lola, it would be easier!" Lola said out loud to herself. She let out another sigh, she knew what to do in these situation she was going to do what she always did ever since the day that… Michael died.
She pulled out a small pocket knife that she kept in her purse. Lola pulled up her sleeve which revealed many cuts on her arm, she winced as the blade was about to touch her skin.
"Put down the knife, Lola!" Came a voice that belonged to Michael. You could easily see his reflection in the mirror, he was behind Lola, no doubt he had walked through door.
Lola gasped, she wasn't expecting anyone to barge in on her, especially Michael. She was so surprised she accidentally dropped the knife. She immediately turned around.
"I can't stand to watch you hurting yourself like this. Not to mention your hair, what was wrong with it brown? Your whole image has changed. What was wrong with the spunky, knows what she wants, aspiring actress, hott Lola?" Michael asked.
"Well I- wait did you just call me hott?" Lola asked.
Michael coughed now regretting ever saying that. "No of course not that must have just been your imagination.. Anyway answer my question."
"It's my fault this happened to you if only I could have calmed Dana down and not have done what I did with Logan you would still be here! So to answer your question there was a lot of things wrong with the 'old' Lola." Lola said.
"First of all it was no one's fault it as an accident. Second of all we all make mistakes and third of all I thought the 'old' Lola was perfect the way she was." Michael said.
"I really don't know what possessed me to want to make out with Logan anyway…" Lola said.
"Wait you made out with Logan!" Michael repeated surprised.
"Yeah, I thought you knew, didn't Logan tell you?" Lola asked.
"No he said that you were tutoring him in Algebra." Michael said.
"Well now you know how bad of a person I (was)." Lola said.
"You could never be a bad person even if you tried." Michael said and then, just like that he disappeared.
"That's so- Michael? Michael? Too late he left…" Lola sighed.
"Lola? Are you done using the bathroom, this is an emergency!" Zoey said knocking on the door.
"Yep, go ahead." Lola said opening the door and leaving the bathroom. Maybe she would go down to Sushi Rox later.
Quinn was walking to Sushi Rox with her posy by her side. They would occasionally call people they passed 'geek', 'freak', or 'loser' whatever name fit them better.
Once they were at the door to Sushi Rox Quinn with her hand, just wanting to get rid of her posy for awhile.
Quinn waved goodbye to them. "Ok you walked me there you can go now." Quinn said making shooing motion "What are we supposed to do in that time?" They asked.
"Don't know, don't care goodbye!" Quinn said walking into Sushi Rox. She sat down at a table, it felt so good to be without a posy, just to have someone not repeat what you were saying for a change.
"Can I take your- Oh Quinn it's you where's your posy?" A familiar boy asked.
Quinn immediately recognized the boy who was a waiter how could she not? "Mark? Since when do you work here?" Quinn asked.
"Since yesterday. Why would you care anyway? Can I take your order?" Mark asked getting right back down to the waiter business.
"Yeah I'll have a dozen California rolls please." Quinn said then watched Mark leave to get the order filled. She had almost forgotten about how much she missed Mark yep no boy in the world could have the looks he had. Yet, Mark probably hated her now for who she had become and frankly she didn't blame him. She was starting to not like herself very much either, but she couldn't just give up her popularity could she? Quinn wasn't sure if she was ready to give it up yet and go back to being a science geek.