A/N: Here's Chapter 12 of Hollywood Rivalries. I'm in the middle of writing another chapter for another story… but I decided to write up this chapter. So enjoy! Some of it will be in Logan's POV. Thanks for reading and reviewing the last chapter. I agree with chichicutie24 and Stripysockz completely. Logan's a moron, and Chase is hilarious when trying to psychoanalyze Logan. I was laughing out when I was reading it over. Ok, on with the story. Oh, and Logan will have a dream sequence in this chapter.
Chapter 12: Gone Clubbin'
So what if I want Vanessa back? I have my reasons…I just have to try again, just to get her to trust me at least. To this day, I still don't know why the Stevens and Reeses are fighting, but whatever. As long as I remain hot and sexy, and the ladies want me…and I know they do, everything's cool on my end.
I love Dana too, though. She's fiery, and doesn't crap from anyone. I love her because I think she's the only girl I can't get so easily. Yeah, so you think I'm calling Vanessa easy, right?
Wrong.
She was hard-to-get too. I don't know what happened, but even underneath all of the fighting me and Vanessa did…I saw her at the quad today, and damn…
She was just hot last year, but it's amazing what one year could do. You want proof, look at me, but then again, I was always hot. Every year, I just get hotter…and apparently so did Vanessa. All these feelings just came back, and made me love her all over again. I couldn't control them, and I hate it… I don't know when they came back. Maybe somewhere between…the Truth or Dare game we were supposed to be playing and when I told Dana everything. That's the sad truth… she caught me. Hook, line and sinker…
I love them both. Which one do I stay with? Then there's Michael…
I actually thought about it a lot after Chase left, and trust me; I've never seen him that mad. EVER. For a split second, it actually scared me. You see in cartoons when you have a problem there's the angel and devil thing sitting on your shoulder. Yeah, I'm having that moment now. Ok, I'm tired from thinking.
I have time for a quick nap. I have 35 minutes to meet Dana. I think I can sleep for 15 minutes. Besides, if I run to the girls lounge it'll take a minute, right?
I climbed on to my top bunk and closed my eyes…
I think I'm dreaming.
Okay, I woke up and I'm in my dorm. Strange…I don't think so because that's where I fell asleep. I'm just confused.
"I love Dana…but I'm still in love with my ex. What the hell do I do now," I asked in frustration. I angrily kicked a bedpost. Oh, nice. I'm talking to myself.
"Well, maybe I can help," a voice said. Why does that voice sound so familiar? Ok, this dream sucks. That's because it's MY voice. What the hell?
"Who said that?"
"Maybe if you turn around, it'll help," the voice retorted. I whipped around and my jaw dropped. It's like looking at a really creepy mirror, and usually mirrors love me.
I'm looking at myself… but this guy's dressed in all black. Now that I think about it…I look hot in black, but then again, I look good in anything.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm your conscience…at least the one that makes you do the stupid things only to have it blow up in your face later. But hey, you look manage to look good. Ok, how do I put this? You know how everyone has a good and bad side?"
I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn't. What a weird dream. I only nodded.
"I'm your bad side," he said with a light shrug. Um, I want to wake up now, but I can't.
I finally found my voice, "So, the bear with the webcam… that was actually you who put that idea in my head?"
"Yeah… but goody-goody Zoey caught on… but hey. It was fun. Zoey is hot though."
"Yeah…" I agreed, smirking and gazing upwards in fond memory. "It was priceless, but one, Chase would murder you and two, why are you in my dream?"
"And since when do you care?"
Ok, he made a good point. "True."
"Ok, here's the thing, Logan," 'Evil' Me started explaining while he put his arm around me. "Vanessa was your ex. Yeah, you screwed up, but listen, forget Michael. So what if he has a thing for Vanessa? I wouldn't blame him. I mean, look at her… You have to go for what was yours. You have the money. Sweep her off her feet…again. Dana's sexy, yes, but Vanessa was yours first. Or you could just have both at a time…"
Another voice that sounded like mine was heard, "Ok, that has got to be the dumbest advice ever."
I turned and see another me standing there…only he has a white t-shirt, and blue jeans, and he had one of those gold halo things on his head. Now there are two versions of me running around. I'm freaked out now. A pinch would help. Damn, doesn't work.
"Ok, now who are you?" I asked, slightly frustrated. My eyes darted between the both of them. My head hurts.
"You mean you don't remember?"
"Uh, no. Yeah, I'm asking questions for the hell of it," I said, sarcastically.
"Now I know why I left…you wouldn't listen to me! I'm your 'Good' side. You know, the one that told NOT to give the girls the teddy bear with the webcam…but do you listen NO!"
I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Oh, I get it.
He pulled me away, and looked straight in the eyes.
"Will just listen to me this one time? Vanessa was your ex-girlfriend, but she's happy. She's moved on, and so have you. You just told Dana you loved her, and I know deep down you know you still love Dana. Set things right with Vanessa and maybe she won't hate you. Hey, you may be friends. I know she doesn't hate you…she's just bitter. She needs time to heal, Logan. You may be even become friends. Don't mess things up for yourself…like you always do," the Good Me explained. "You know I'm right. And you have to work things out with Chase and Michael. You and I both know you like to screw things up for yourself."
"Hey! I resent that—" I started, but was cut off by my Evil side.
"Oh, cry me a river," Evil Me said, rolling his eyes. "Look, yeah so Logan loves Dana. He also loves Vanessa, and Logan dated her first. Michael likes her, but so what?"
"You are a selfish little…ugh! Anyway, I know who'll end with whom, so it'll be fine in the end," the Good Me said, patting me on the back. I smiled.
"Can you tell me?" I asked. At least I'll have a heads up. "I'll have a little heads-up."
He shook his head, "No, because He would have my head."
"Who?"
He pointed up, "The Big Guy upstairs…and I get my wings tomorrow, so yeah."
"Oh," I replied.
"Oh, please. You can't tell him, because you don't know," the Evil Me snickered. Oh, wow. Now I'm really confused. I really have to wake up now. I have a date with Dana, right?
"You know what? I'm this close to shoving your pitchfork up your—" he took a deep breath, and regained his composure, and turned to me. He looked exactly like me. If he were real, he could pass for my twin, and we could go to the National Twin Convention in Twinsburg, but whatever. "Logan, just listen to what I said…please? Talk to Vanessa but let Michael be happy. Aw man, I have a date. Dana's gonna be ticked! Remember, other's people's happiness! Be selfless!"
"Wait, Dana's up there?" I asked just as Good Logan was about to go.
"Yeah, but not the side that likes to hit you. She'll get mad if I'm late. I hate when she's mad at me. Later Logan," and he was gone.
"Okay, now that that whipped chump is gone. Listen to me. These are my final words: go after what's yours. It's your family motto for crying out loud!"
I couldn't say anything, but on second thought, I'll take this one to Twinsburg. He is so bad-ass! He's right about some stuff, but I'll think about all of that later. Then I'll know what to do. I only nodded.
You know I just realized?
I look hot in black and white!
"Oh, God. I'd better go. Duty calls," my dark side said groaning. I decided to pry a little.
"Which is?"
"I got at least 10 makeout sessions…and I have a night alone with the lovely Dana," he told me, smirking. Oh, so that's where I get it from.
"Nice…" I complimented, high fiving him. "Wait, you have a Dana too. Oh, wait the aggressive Dana."
"Oh, I know. She's fun when aggressive… I gotta go, but you'll be waking up…in 3 …2… 1"
"AHHHHH!"
Damn, that was a messed up dream. My breathing was uneven and my heart was pumping soloud.
I looked at the clock. Five minutes to meet Dana! Shit, I overslept. You know what? Forget deciding between Vanessa and Dana. I jumped off my top bunk, literally, and stuffed my car keys in my pockets. Yes, I have a car and a license. I put my cell in my pocket too. My dad got the car for me after I got my license and turned 16. Ok, time to run…
But I mean, look at me; that's not a problem. I'll show these ladies really how to dance.
I ran out of my dorm across the quad on my way to the girls lounge, but I have a question running through my mind like me running for my date.
Was that really a dream?
I'm in my dorm by myself getting myself ready for my date with Nicole. I got this big dorm to myself, so I'm content. I already unpacked, and decorated.
Lots of people have told me that when I wear any shade of blue, it brings out my eye colour. My eyes are these cool shade of blue, but with flecks of green in them. So I hope Nicole likes me back…but I never rush her into something she didn't want to do. We could be friends for now (if that's what she wants. It's all up to Nicole)
I'll tell you a bit about myself. Name is Stanley Crowe. I have an older sister, Anita who's 21, and I have a younger brother Jeffrey. He's 10. So, I'm the middle child, and I'm 16. I was born and raised in Boston, Massachusetts, and I'm proud to say that it's the Celtics all the way. My best friend was Chase Matthews… but I moved away from Boston to LA, but after a year I wanted to come back to Boston, so I did. The West Coast is okay…at least there's a lot of surfing to get done, right? I'll be going to school here, so I might as well enjoy it.
My mom is an accountant, and my dad is a brain surgeon. Yeah, so we make steady income. It's an okay life for me.
Ok, I'm done. I have a black t-shirt, but over it I'm wearing a blue shirt with flames and dragons on it, which I left unbuttoned. I have blue jeans which are baggy by the way. I grabbed my car keys and my cell phone. Yes, I can drive.
Tonight should be fun. What Nicole doesn't know is that Chase and I can break dance… professionally. We just choose not to make a hobby out of it.
Ok, I'm off to the girls' lounge. I passed it on the way over here and I have a photographic memory so I know where it is.
I was tearing through my closet for my date with Logan.
I can't believe I told him I loved him, and he told me he loved me. I'm not telling Vanessa, Nicole and Zoey yet. I'll never hear the end of it. Yeah, the perfect outfit. A black strapless dress that stopped just above the knees, and black high heeled boots which are about knee high. Just then, Nicole burst into the room. Oh, great. In five seconds, she'll tell me which guy she saw.
"Ohmigosh! Dana! You'll never guess which hottie I saw at the smoothie stand. There were like a ton of them!" Nicole squealed happily. What did I do to deserve this? Really what?
"Um, I don't know. The delivery guy at Sushi," I answered, in a bored tone. Nicole wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Eww! No! His name is Stan Crowe. He's so hot, and sweet, and hot, and did I tell you how nice is eyes are. He's also very nice and—"
"NICOLE!" I screamed, cutting her off. I don't how time to listen to Miss Motormouth babble on and on. If we do, no one will be going anywhere. "That's nice but I have to go get dressed for my date."
I got my dress and boots, and turned to walk to the bathroom when Nicole stopped me. I was a minute away from punching her out, you know.
"Who's your date with?" Nicole asked me.
"None of your business," I answered with a death glance. Nicole gave me a pleading look. God, she's been hanging around Zoey too long. "Fine, it's with Logan. You happy?"
I walked off to go change.
Tonight should be interesting.
So I totally have a date with Stan, and Dana and Logan are going out on a date. That's not weird at all. I can't believe I got Stan's number! I hope he likes me back. I know I have a habit of moving on to guys too quickly after they've said no but I think Stan is like "the one". He makes me heart and my stomach feel really funny and I like it when he hugs me. It makes feel good…and he smells good too.
I feel in a purple mood, so I grab the coolest dress I can find. I hope Stan likes it. I wore a light purple dress with the end stopping at my ankle, but it was at an angle and it was ruffled at the end. It shows off my lower back, but it had silver sparkles. I'm wearing these purple sandals with purple flowers on them.
I finished with a set of purple drop earrings. I just finished putting one in. I turned around.
Oh, Vanessa's here.
Oh, wow. Nicole looks beautiful. I walked in because I had my date with Michael to prepare for, but it looked like she needed help with her earrings so I helped her.
"Nicole, you look great. You have a date or something?"
"Yeah," she answered with the biggest smile on her smile. "I met someone, and we're going dancing tonight. His name is Stan Crowe."
"Come on. I'll do your makeup, and then I have to get dressed, because I have a date too. Dancing."
"Oh, really?" she asked. Her voice had, I don't know, some mystery to it.
"Yes," I replied, nodding slightly.
"With who? Come on, spill! Please…" Nicole asked, as she hopped up and down a little from the excitement. I think Nicole is starting to grow on me. I don't know.
"Ok, fine. I have a date with Michael, ok?"
"Aww. You totally like him, 'Nessa. I can tell. It's obvious as Zoey liking Chase," squealed Nicole. "You guys would make an awesome couple! So would me and Stan…and Chase and Zoey. Dana and Logan too…"
Couple?
I hadn't thought that far ahead. It would be cool if he was my boyfriend. I was starting to do her hair and make-up. She looked up as I did her eyeliner. Yeah, it's not impossible, because I love Michael. I know it's only been a day but it just feels right with him. I did her lip gloss, and her eye shadow. She still kept going, but I was kind of not listening but I would only nod and talk occasionally. I put Nicole's brunette hair into a neat half up-do, and some hair fell in front of her face, and framed it perfectly. It went nicely with the light purple eye shadow and the pink lip gloss I put on her.
The tied hair was put in a bun that I held in place with two black chopsticks, while the remaining hair fell and flowed nicely down her back. For hair decorations, I put a big silver butterfly clip in her hair that sparkled.
"And you're done," I said, finally. Nicole looked in the mirror, and squealed. We hugged, and I pulled away. "You like it."
"Yeah, totally! I totally love it!"
"And so do I," another voice said. We both turned around to see Zoey walking in with the biggest smile on her face. Something happened with that girl.
I walked in to see Nicole's hair and makeup done. It looked awesome. My guess is Vanessa did that. Well, she did a great job. I walked over to my closet to pick something to wear. So did Vanessa. Nicole sat on her bed. Wonder where Dana went?
"Hey, any of you know where Dana went?" I asked, hoping one of them would give me an answer.
Nicole answered, "Oh, she went to change for her date with Logan."
We both shrugged and said 'ok'. I couldn't keep it in anymore. Chase was my boyfriend! I was his girlfriend!
"Chase and I are DATING!" I blurted. Nicole screamed in happiness and hugged, careful not ruinher makeup.
A voice said, "I think I speak for everyone when I say 'About Time'"
We all whipped our heads around to see Dana. She looked amazing! She had all black on and this strapless dress with black knee high boots. Vanessa and Dana hugged, and she walked over to us and sat down, on my bed, crossing her legs. I was confused though. What did she mean 'about time'?
"Congrats, Zo," Vanessa said, changing. "Even I could tell Chase liked you."
"True, I mean he crashed into a pole while waving to you…"
Vanessa was shocked and raised an eyebrow, "Wait. He did that."
Dana and Nicole nodded.
"Wow. Chase must be on top on the moon now. Where did the magic happen?" Vanessa asked.
"On the beach when we were watching the sunset," I replied, finding a black and pink dress to wear. It had small spaghetti straps and a pink flower. I decided to wear my hair down. Maybe some black sandals. "So Vanessa? You have a date too?"
"Yeah," replied Vanessa. She was going through her stuff too, which was a lot considering she was as rich as Logan. "With Michael."
"Cute," I replied. Room 101 was silent, until we were all dressed like 30 minutes later. We had 15 minutes to meet Logan, Michael, Chase and Nicole's date Stan. He seemed like a nice guy.
Apparently we were all going to the same club, so it should be fun, but interesting for us all.
So I decided to go for the ghetto look. It was street, but sexy. I had a black crop top, which showed off my stomach (I told you I have killer abs as well) and my piercing. Yes, I'm very blessed in the chest area. I wear an almost D-sized bra. Yeah, I'm proud of my body, and I like to show it off. Anyway, I was wearing a black crop top, and black low rider jeans, with a rhinestone studded belt, and one of those electronic belt clips. Mine said in capital letters, "IT'S RUDE TO STARE. LOOK WHAT YOU SEE?" So my lower back was shown as well.
I had silver hoops in my ears, and thick black eyeliner. My makeup was almost ass dark as Dana's. The colour in my eyes were almost haunting. A bright green and I had sparkly dark green eye shadow, it made my eyes brighten more. My lips were done a glossy dark red. It almost made Dana and I look gothic, compared to Zoey and Nicole. I guess it's because of all of the black we wore. It's always been that way for us, but I dress according to my mood. Tonight, I was feeling a bit evil, so was Dana because we threw evil identical smirks at each other. I finished the look with a cropped denim jacket. I wore these black point-toed boots that clicked as I walked. They fit over my jeans, so they looked like shoes. I had to comfortable to dance because I knew I was going to be doing a lot of dancing.
My hair was in loose curls and long so they fell and framed my face. We grabbed our purses, and our car keys. We all have cars. Dana has a sleek black viper, Nicole has a pink Hummer, Zoey has a blue convertible and me, a silver Lamborghini with 24-inch rims on the wheels. It also has the doors that open up instead of across. The vertical ones.
We got our cell phones too.
"Ok, let's go, ladies," Zoey said, as we prepared to leave them dorm. "We all look hot!"
We walked to the girls' lounge in sync, as our hips swayed. Our shoes clicking as we walked. Yeah, all eyes were on us…
The guys were going to have heart attacks…
The confidence and anticipation grew with every sexy step we took to the lounge…
A/N: Yeah, so there's Chapter 12. To be honest, I'm not really satisfied with this chapter, but at least I gave you something to read, right? I'm honestly not happy with it, but I liked writing Logan's dream sequence. With Good Logan and Evil Logan…hehe, even I think I did a crap job on it…
I promised drama in this chapter but I just want everyone to mellow out and have fun in the club scenes, you know? So, Chase and Stan know each other. What'll happen when they see each other? Read the next chapter…
What'll happen when the guys see the girls all dressed up?
NEXT CHAPTER: Karaoke and Gettin' Crunk.
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--Erika