Motherly Figure

Chapter 2 (Finally!) by CallmeMaddy

Disclaimer: Rub it in. Just rub it in.

A/N: Wow. It's time this story comes off hiatus. Thanks for waiting.

Motherly Figure: Chapter 2A Tearful Goodbye

"My mom wants me back. I'm leaving PCA," Logan repeated.

"But you're not going right?" Dana asked, sort of worried.

"Afraid you're gonna miss me, Cruz?" Logan taunted.

Dana, immediately, stopped looking concerned, "No, I just am worried about how you are going to do the Biology project."
"You're not in my group, so why do you care?" Logan asked.

"Zoey's in your group?" Dana said, as if it was a question.

"But you're not Zoey, so why do you care?" Logan asked.

"Because Zoey is my friend," Dana said, coolly.

"Whatever. Just keep it a secret," Logan demanded.
"When are you leaving?" Dana asked, sort of not wanting to hear the answer.

"Friday," Logan answered.
"I've got to go," Dana told him and started walking out the door. She stopped half way, sort of looking like she was going to ask something big, "And Logan?"
"Yeah?"
"Uh...Ne—Keep your nose clean," Dana said, as she walked out the door.

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Dana knew she should be working on her History vocab, but she couldn't pay attention. She had a hacky sack with a red skull on it. She sat up on her bed (She finally managed to get the top bunk, after winning a poker game against Nicole) and threw the sack up and down.

Nicole, Zoey, Quinn, and Lola were playing "Confess or Stress."

"Dana, are you Ok? You seem quiet," Zoey asked, a little worried.
"I'M FINE!" Dana said, angrily.

"No need to be all mean about it," Nicole told her.

Dana stuck her tongue out at Nicole.
Nicole ran to Zoey. cough Drama Queen cough. Zoey lectured Dana, "Dana, try to be nicer to Nicole."

"Shut up, mom. Stop trying to control what I do," Dana snapped. She grabbed her black jacket and headed out the door, "I've got places to be."
Quinn and Lola exchanged glances.
"Probably something to do with the MSP nerve..." Quinn commented.

"Will you stop with the MSP nerve?" Lola said, rather annoyed.

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Logan was busy packing his cashmere shirts when Michael and Chase walked in.

"Uh, dude, Christmas break isn't until, well, December," Michael reminded Logan.

"Afraid you'll have to go on without me," Logan informed them, "I'm leaving."

"What?" Chase asked, shocked.
"Why?" Michael followed Chase's question.

"I don't really want to talk about it," Logan told them.

There was a knock on the door.

"It's 10:30, who the hell is knocking at our door?" Michael asked.

"I dunno, but it's past curfew," Chase said, while getting up to answer the door. In the doorway, stood Dana.

"Uh...Dana? You know it's past curfew," Chase reminded her, "We don't want to get into trouble..."

"Stop being such a goody two shoes," Dana snapped, "I need to talk to Logan."

"Couldn't it wait 'till morning?" Michael asked.
"No. I need to talk to him now, ALONE," Dana said, emphasizing that Michael and Chase needed to leave.

"I'm not leaving," Chase told her, "You're not kicking me out of my own room."
"FINE!" Dana said, rather annoyed, "Come on, Logan."
When the two started to leave, Michael called, "You'll never make it past the night guards!"
"Watch me," Dana responded, "Just watch."
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Dana and Logan (miraculously) made it down to the beach.

"How are you?" Dana asked.
"That's it? How are you?" Logan asked, "HOW DO YOU THINK I AM!"
Dana usually wouldn't stand for his kind of tone, but he was having a crappy day, "Sorry, um...I'm just worried."
"Dana Cruz? Worried about someone besides herself? I don't believe it," Logan said, coldly.

"That's not fair!" Dana fought back.
"Why do you even care? You should be happy. After Friday, you NEVER have to see me again," Logan reminded her.
Dana sighed. She took off her shoes and walked down near the waves, "Why do you think I care?"

"What?"
"It's simple, Logan. The reason I care so much and the reason I'm the first you told," Dana explained, "You miss me already."
"That is so--"
"True," Dana interrupted.

"Well...maybe a little, I mean who am I suppose to taunt now? I HATE MY MOM!" Logan kicked a little pebble.

"Don't take it out of the pebble," Dana laughed.

"I'll miss you," Logan confessed.

"Kiss me," Dana commanded.

"What?" Logan asked, a bit confused. Was this a dream or was Dana asking him to kiss him?
"You heard me, kiss me." Logan did as Dana said, and he had to admit, Dana was a great kisser, but in spite of that...

"Dana, come on. Who are we foolin'? You won't see me after Friday and you and I both know that we can't deal with a long distant relationship."

"Logan, come on..." Dana started.

"No, I can't see you get hurt."

Now, Dana thought this was a bit odd, considering Logan had, for the past two years, asked to make out everyday. She knew she had to be accepting, though, but she didn't want to. She had liked Logan since Day One. And now that she finally admitted it, they couldn't be together.

"Bye Dana," Logan told her, "I might not see you ever again."

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A/N: Here's the deal. This story is going to finish at four chapters. Since I have already written two, there are only two left, ok? Next chapter will have some ZC and (possibly) ML. Review please.