Hello! I'm back with another chapter. Thanks for your reviews, they make me smile. Anyways here's Chapter 2. It'll go back and forth between Logan and Vanessa's POV. Maybe I'll put a bit of Michael, Chase, Zoey, Nicole and Dana in there. I don't know. So enjoy!
Title: Hollywood Rivalries
By: Tears On My Pillow
Summary: When a new girl comes to PCA, everyone befriends her, but when she sees Logan again, all of her wounds are ripped open. Who can save her? Will she ever find love?
Chapter 2: Plotting Reese's Revenge
Where the hell did Vanessa come from? Seriously. I was scared, yeah, but that doesn't mean she has to know that. If you're last name is Stevens, then you are on thin ice with me. Great, my cheek hurts. I'm still wondering how she could reappear out of nowhere. She was hot the last time I saw her but today…wow… she is beautiful. I know, I know, words like beautiful and gorgeous aren't in my line of words, but it's a fact. How the hell does she manage to reappear like that?
You know what? Forget her. If she wants a battle then she's got one. She has two disadvantages against her already. She's a girl, and her last name is Stevens. So, yeah, she's coming down off of her little pedestal. It was a year ago, like, come on. Does she really have to hold a grudge? Doesn't matter because Vanessa's going down, so take that! Two can be evil, you know. Time to unleash my inner Reese. Yeah, it's Logan season.
I found myself at the beach, which is weird. I sat down on the sand, and the air actually felt good. I need to think and process everything. I know, that everyone was confused or lost, or maybe both, but they'll know in due time. Or maybe never. I don't know. This is more than some fight between friends. This is a matter of family honour. The Reeses always come out on top. My dad's a director and TV producer, and my mom is a world-renowned artist. So ha!
The Reeses and Stevens have been fighting since I could remember. Now we're in on the action, not that I'm complaining. I was thinking really hard on how to pay Vanessa back. The ultimate way to make that she-devil suffer. Dana's evil, which I find kinda hot, and a turn-on, but Vanessa is beyond evil, almost satanic. I'm out of pranks for now, but something will come up. My leg started to vibrate and "River Below" by Billy Talent came from my pant leg. I pulled my cell phone out, and Chase's name flashed. Whatever, let the voicemail take it. I'm kind of busy here.
Why does everything have to suck? It's Friday night. I'm supposed to be the jerk I'm known for and wreak havoc, but no! She comes along.
What happens last summer stays in last summer. That's it. End of discussion.
I'm officially bored. I'll just see what Chase wants but he'll probably just bitch about how he wants to tell Zoey, but he doesn't want to risk ruining their friendship blah blah blah…I've heard it all before, but then again, it's not like I have anything better to do.
I got up and headed back to my dorm. Whatever the guys want, I pretty don't care anymore. It's all about my battle plans now…
Vanessa is nice, but note to self: Never get her mad. It could be painful.
That was freaky, though. Honestly. What are the odds of her knowing both Dana and Logan? I like her. No, not like that. My heart will always belong to Zoey. We were walking to our dorm when Michael and I were talking. Once again, he was encouraging me to tell Zoey how I felt about her. I love her. I'm not denying that, but I've made this far being her best friend. What if I ruin it all? I'd rather be her best friend than be known as nothing to her at all. I like the sound of thinking about if and when and I ever have a relationship with Zoey.
Zoey's boyfriend.
Chase's girlfriend.
That would make my day. Oh, right, Michael's talking. Maybe I should listen instead of zoning out.
"Man, why don't you just tell her?" he asked me again. I'm starting to get tired of this question, but Mike is my best guy friend and I know he cares. Logan is in-between.
I sighed and ran a hand through my head of hair, "I don't know. What if she doesn't feel the same way? It'll be weird, afterwards."
"It'll be okay, man. I know for a fact that Logan and Zoey are constantly at each other's throats and I know it would never work between them. You just gotta do what you gotta do. Or twisted fate will do all the work, but hang tight, alright?
"Yeah. Thanks, roomie."
"No problem."
What Mike said was partly true. I involuntarily shuddered as I thought of Zoey and Logan. There was so much drama with the play. Even using Dustin, sick as he was, to sabotage Logan's pillow didn't work. The pillow fell on me and I slept on it, and got sick, so that just backfired, therefore I didn't get to kiss her. Zoey can't stand Logan so this gives me an ounce of hope. Fate better work for me this time. We finally got to the dorm, and I flopped on my bed and Michael sat across from me. I knew something was up with him the moment he saw Vanessa.
"Dude, what do you think of Vanessa?"
Michael looked at me like I was crazy. He shifted nervously, before replying. I smiled at him, because it's the same nervousness I get when I'm around Zoey. So, yeah, something's up.
He shrugged it off. "She's iight."
I raised an eyebrow, staring at him. He knew he was being stared at. Something's up with him. I know it is. I'm not an idiot.
"What?"
I said, "You're lying."
Michael rolled his eyes, and closed the dorm door shut. I raised an eyebrow for the second time that day. He even proceeded to lock the door. He sighed, and threw his hands up in the air. Like I was right or something.
"Ok, fine. Vanessa's cool," He said at last.
"Come on, Mike. I know there's more. We're best buds. You know how long I've whined to you and Logan…ok, mostly you, about Zoey? Just say it. Lay it on the line," I urged. Hopefully this will make him crack under this pressure.
"Man, you're right. I like Vanessa. More than a friend. She's so fun to be with, and she is beautiful. She plays ball too, man. She's perfect in every way, shape and form. She's so beautiful, everything for the way her braids bounce up and down and her laugh right to her walk. She has the perfect body shape, and smile. Oh my God. Dude, she has the nicest eyes I've seen. The perfect balance of green and grey," Michael explained. He was in love alright. Now he knew how I felt with Zoey. "She's beautiful inside and out. Besides, anyone who can bitch-slap Logan like that is a keeper in my books."
"My eyes are green though," I joked.
"Ok, yeah, fine, but you're a dude," he replied with a small laugh. "You don't count."
We laughed for a while, and we both flopped on our beds. I decided to break the silence.
"You really love her, huh?" I asked.
"Yeah."
Something confused me. Why did Michael have to lock the door before telling me? I made a mental note to ask him later.
"Well, you know, Dana and Vanessa are best friends, right?" I started explaining.
"Ok, but I'm not following you," Michael replied confusedly. Yeah, I'm having trouble trying to follow myself as well, but let's just hope this idea works.
"Just listen. I'll talk to Zoey, who is friends with Dana, who will in turn, talk to Vanessa. Get it?"
Michael looked confused and he snapped his fingers like he got me. "Yeah, I get it, but whatever Logan did must've set her off big time."
"Yeah," I nodded agreeing. Speaking of Logan, what the hell was he? Michael and I were still confused as to the run-in after school with Dana and Logan. I'd better call him. I pulled out my cell, and dialled Logan's number.
I'm calling Logan," I explained. I knew Michael was going to ask.
"Oh," is what Michael simply said as he stood up to get a Blix out of Logan's mini-freezer.
I got ringing as I drew imaginary circles on my bed's blanket.
One ring…
Two rings…
Three rings…
Four things…
Finally I got his voice, but it wasn't actually his voice. It was his voicemail. Figures.
You've reached the one and only Logan Reese. I'm not here because I'm doing something quite awesome, but if my schedule permits, consider yourself lucky if I call you back.
BEEP!
"Dude! Where are you? Get your butt back here. I need to know what happened with you and Vanessa anyways. So call me back."
I flipped the cover of my phone, signalling I had hung up. It was six and Friday night. What could we do? Maybe go over to Brenner. I know, I know. It was one of my lame attempts to go see Zoey again, but we were bored. Maybe this could break the ice. Michael came back and it was quiet for a while. He happily drank his Blix and me, well…I decided to check my e-mail and check if anyone from PCA e-mailed me anything for our advice column. Yes, and by ours, I mean my advice column with Logan.
I grabbed my laptop. Michael was munching on potato chips by now. Weird addiction. I flipped it open and was about to check my first e-mail and a ring came up. I got an instant message from Zoey, and decided to type back. I'd be crazy not to. I mean, it's Zoey for crying out loud.
ZoeyB101: Hey Chase.
Chase32: Hey Zo. What's up?
ZoeyB101: Nothing' really. It's Friday night, and we're completely and utterly bored.
Chase32: Lol. Join the club. Logan's not the dorm though.
ZoeyB101: Seriously?
Chase32: Yeah, I just called him.
ZoeyB101: What a coincidence. Vanessa's not here, either. Uh-oh…
Chase32: Well, it's probably nothing. She's new, rite? So she's probably exploring. PCA's big enough. It's not like they'll run into each other.
ZoeyB101: True, but what if?
Chase32: Zo, relax. You're worrying too much anyways. Nothing will happen between those two.
ZoeyB101: Thanks, Chase :) You always know what to say to make me feel better. That's why you're my best friend.
Chase32: That's me. The best friend. Zoey?
ZoeyB101: Yeah?
Chase32: Wanna do something? Like you know, all seven of us?
ZoeyB101: Ok, how about you, Michael, and Logan swing by. Truth or Dare sound good?
Chase32: Ok, but Truth or Dare?
ZoeyB101: Oh, come on. It'll be fun. Oops, Vanessa just walked in.
Chase32: She's staying with you guys?
ZoeyB101: Yeah, so there are two bunk beds. Nicole and I are taking one because Dana hates Nicole's hair dryer, and her and Dana are taking one. Yeah, so it's a party. I still want to know what happened, and where Logan comes in though.
Chase32: Don't we all? Well, speak of the devil.
ZoeyB101: Huh?
Chase32: Logan just stepped in.
ZoeyB101: Odd. He and Vanessa stepped in at the same.
Chase32: Don't worry, Zo. Nothing happened, ok?
ZoeyB101: Ok, gotta go. See you in a half hour.
Chase32: Half an hour sounds good :)
ZoeyB101: Bye.
Chase32: Bye Zoey.
ZoeyB101 has signed off.
Chase32 has signed off.
I sighed and closed the laptop. Why can't I just tell her? God, I was so close. Oh, well. Maybe, as Michael said, fate will work for us because I know he wants to hook up with Vanessa just as bad. Michael and both looked up to find Logan.
"Where were you, man?" I asked.
"Out." Logan replied simply shrugging.
"Dude, what is your deal? How the hell do you know Vanessa anyway?" Michael asked. Ok, more like interrogated, but whatever. I need to know the answer to this question too.
Logan climbed on his top bunk, and sighed. I was quite perplexed until he answered.
"Forget it," came the muffled response, since he was laying face-down. I just hope he wasn't suffocating himself.
I crossed my arms and replied, "I'm afraid I can't forget it, Logan."
He turned over to face me and glared at me through narrowed eyes.
"Um, why can't we just forget this Vanessa business?" Logan asked, with an undertone of sarcasm. "It's not important."
Michael spoke up, "Oh, so she slapped you and then elbowed you in the gut for the hell of it, right?"
Man, just shut up. I'm busy here," Logan snapped. Someone got their boxers in a bunch.
"Ok, but we're going over to Brenner in like, I don't know, 30 minutes," I informed him. I looked over at Michael and his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. I winked at him so he knew what I was talking about. He got it, and nodded. It was silent for about five seconds, and then—
"YOU WHAT?" was all that Logan could say, ok, yell.
But that was the truth. All Logan could do was glare at me. His face read a mix of 'you've got to be kidding me' with 'I'm going to kill you'. I shrugged and ignore the heat of Logan's glare by going to go change. Michael slowly got up as well, and Logan was left alone.
I know we were going to face Logan's wrath later, but I was going to see Zoey, and Michael was going to see Vanessa.
Fate…work your magic!
Remind me to kill Chase and then hide the body later.
What the hell was he was thinking? Great, I'm going to meet the devil herself. I'm sorry for what happened but seriously, Brenner was one of the last places I want to go tonight. It's Friday night and I'm bored. Maybe if I go, something will happen.
She hates me. Vanessa hates me, but I hate her for coming to PCA. I thought I was rid of her and out of nowhere, BAM! Our families hate each other, also. Trust me when I tell you that Vanessa is as loaded as I am. She started it though. Vanessa waged a war, and she got one. Now that she's here, it's World War 3.
Maybe I can use this to my advantage. I smirked as I thought about it some more. This was going to fun.
Vanessa.
Vanessa Stevens.
Vanessa Nadine Stevens.
Why does that name haunt me? I feel mad. Why did she have to come here in the first place? Everything was great. I had the entire female population after me, and I had my boys, annoying as they may be. I have every girl but the girl I truly want, not Vanessa, though. I want Dana. I need her. Stubborn as she may be, I love her for it. Vanessa was supposed to be a scar, something of my past, but she comes back and now she's more a wide, open sore. Or a slow healing scab.
"Scars" by Papa Roach popped into my head. I've been listening to that song lately. Maybe this was a sign. I don't know, but I hear the song over and over.
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
It's funny how my enemy can taunt me so much without realizing it. Why do I even bother? I can't crack now, because that's what she wants. Logan Reese doesn't crack under any circumstances whatsoever!
Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is
I'm beyond mad that she had to come here. I kicked the wall, as I lay on my bed. Out of all of the boarding schools in America, why this one of all places? She did this to torment me, well, newsflash; I'm NOT scared of you, Vanessa, so give me your best shot!
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel
I couldn't help but think how similar she and Dana were. It would be creepy if they actually knew each other, but they didn't. I laughed a small laugh at the stupid thought, and went to change, so I could go to Brenner. I wasn't going to stay in the dorm alone, anyways. So, I changed.
20 minutes later…
We were all changed to go. Chase being his goody-goody self asked us if we were ready to go. I swear. He and Zoey deserve each other. Chase is just too much of a wimp to say anything. Why would we ask? I didn't put on my nice clothes for nothing.
You guys ready," Chase asked. He was bursting to see his beloved Zoey.
"Yeah," Michael replied.
"Yeah, whatever," I coolly answered back. Ready or not, here I come.
Sorry to break it to you but your fate has been sealed, 'Nessa. I smirked as I walked over to room 101. All hell was about to break loose.
That was Chapter 2. The song used was "Scars" by Papa Roach. This song isn't mine. Please review. They make smile. Thanks!
--Tears On My Pillow