AN: 11 reviews for four chapters? Hm, not too shabby. Thanks!

All these ideas for this story keep bugging me, so I guess I'm still not 100 percent sure where I want this to go.

Anyways, I'll stop with the rants. Sorry.

Also with that apology is because this one is very short.

Dedicated to: You reviewers. You're all awesomeness personified. (:

So, NOW you admit you miss them. Good going, Cruz. Who's gonna be afraid of you now?

Dana shook her head and tried to block out the evil voice. She finally decided that coming clean was definitely not one of her strongest points.

It's been hours since she'd seen her friends on the webcam, but she can still imagine their voices saying goodbye, waving happily, wishing she was there with them.

Dana sighed. There was something missing, she thought. Something she can't quite put her finger in it. Shaking her head once again, she placed her Macbook on one of the desk drawers in the room, and tried not to think of anything else.

o.O

Early next morning, Dana was being shaken. Hard.

In a flash, she stood up. "What. The. Hell. Are You Doing?!" Dana screeched. Christi backed away a few steps.

"S-Sorry, Dana," she fumbled, looking fearfully at Dana. "It's just... well, come see!" Jerking Dana's hand, she pulled Dana out of the room. Still in her slippers. And Spongebob Squarepants pajamas.

"Would you mind explaining where we're going?" Dana yelled as Christi ran all the way downstairs to the lobby. Dana noticed that all the other students in their dorm was also running in the same direction as they were.

The lobby was filled with girls, others were shrieking, and they were crowding around someone Dana couldn't see.

Despite herself, Dana couldn't help ask Christi, "What's going on?" Christi was on tiptoes beside her.

"I just heard it from Lane this morning," Christi replied as she edged closer to the center. Dana couldn't hear anymore on what she's saying as Christi got lost in the mob. Dana cautiously followed her.

As she reached the center, although no one else could hear it over the loud girls around her, Dana gasped.

A tall man was in the center. He was speaking to his cellphone, completely oblivious to the racket he was causing. He looked kind of familiar, like she'd seen him in a magazine or a TV show or something.

Beside the man, however, is a completely different story.

Logan.

Until next chapter.