Hollywood Rivalries Chapter 20: Second Thoughts, a zoey 101 fanfic

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I do have a life outside of FanFiction, you know. Home, day and night school, planning a giant birthday bash for my 17th birthday (December 10 by the way) AND juggling a boyfriend is very stressful, but I couldn't keep you waiting any longer, so here is Chapter 20 of Hollywood Rivalries. It's like one of these filler chapters. Sorry if it's not that interesting. It was either this or nothing at all. All songs used aren't mine.

Chapter 20: Second Thoughts

I had an awesome time, believe it or not. Even if it was with or without Logan. After years of trying to avoid the guy like the bubonic plague, I finally crack. How weird is that…but maybe I shouldn't have said anything at all. Maybe I should have kept quiet. I got carried away in the heat of the moment. That's it. I got carried away. I drove in my black Viper. You have no idea the adrenaline rush I get from driving this car. I think my driving speaks for itself. I think it says, "Get out of the way because Dana Cruz is on the loose!"

Yeah, that's exactly what it says. I stopped at an intersection and turned on some driving music. I need something to calm myself down. I'm still ready to do something else. Oh, I'm going to get wasted…but if Nicole and Zoey get all 'rise and shine' on me tomorrow morning, there will be two funerals. I promise. Sure, Chase and Stan will be heart-broken but that's what they (Zoey and Nicole) get for waking me up. That's the ultimate no-no.

I hit the gas pedal and I was off again.

Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
As she sheds her skin on stage
I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A.
The strip joint veteran sits two away
Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Nicole and Stan on either side of me. Now that those two have hooked up, it's going to be Nicole talking about Stan non-stop. Now I'll be sure to suffocate that girl when she sleeps. I will have no regrets either…you know, because she made me do it.

My mind drifted as my eyes remained trained on the road.

Vanessa.

It's funny how I can bump into her after all these years. I have my best friend back and now we can raise hell together, again. It feels nice. Danger Cruz and Naughty 'Nessa are definitely back. I smirked to myself, remembering the priceless look on Logan's face when he found out Vanessa and I went way back. Damn, I should have taken a picture of that on my phone. I remembered what happened when she told me her parents divorced.

A knock on the door was heard at my house. Aw, man. Now I gotta get up from my Saturday morning cartoons. I sighed. Maybe if I wait long enough the person will go away. Argh, the knocking's getting louder.

"Mama! Someone's at the door!" I yelled. I'm not getting up. No one's making me. My dad was upstairs in his study…I think that's what he called it. He's some kinda doctor. Don't care. My mom walked in.

"Then go get it Dana," my mom told me. No! No one's makin' me get up.

"Yeah, go get it…" my twin sister said, sticking her tongue out. I narrowed my eyes.

"Shut up before I kick your a—"

"Dana… language mija…" my mom warned sternly. She only talked to me and Mercedes in Spanish if we were doing wrong…or for fun. Parents are strange people. God, this sucks. I'd rather kiss a boy…and they have COOTIES! Besides, I'd just beat them up afterwards.

"Fine, Mama…" I muttered, annoyed. She walked over giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Gracias…"

I sighed, leaving my sister alone. I turned around when my mom left… my sister, with my cereal, "Don't touch my cereal, Mercedes!"

"Me…never! Why would I do that?"

"Shut up," I said, with a small smirk. My twin smirked back, and I walked out of the living room to the door. I opened it, and…Vanessa? Vanessa was my best friend and we were in the sixth grade right now. Her mom was a supermodel and her dad was like a famous movie producer. I let her come in and she was sniffling. Like she was crying.

"Hey Dana…"

"'Nessa, what's wrong?" I asked. I'm really scared now because I've never seen Vanessa this sad before. Usually, when I'd beat up someone…she'd help me. It's funny afterwards.

She shook her head, "I'm not going to tell you here."

I nodded, and I pulled her upstairs to me and Mercedes' room. If my sister complains, she can go suck on an egg. I know she's eating my cereal anyway. We reached my bedroom and I closed the door behind her, and Vanessa got in. We were sitting on my bed, across from each other, and she bit her lip.

She has nice green eyes. Random, I know…but her eyes are kinda pretty.

Vanessa looked up and me, and a tear rolled down her cheek, "My parents are splitting up, Dana! I'm so scared. Like, what's going to happen to me…my sister…my life!? Those news reporter people are all at my house, so I ran away…"

Oh my God. Her parents are splitting up? I know I'd be stinkin' mad if that ever happened to me. Oh, yeah. I forgot her parents are also famous. Vanessa gets pulled out of school all the time to act in a movie. I miss her when she leaves, but she brings cool souvenirs back.

"I'm sorry, Vanessa…" and we hugged. We pulled away, and she smiled, wiping her tears away.

"Thanks, Day…"

"Yeah, that's what best friends are for…and beating up those stupid boys when they get in our space, right?"

She nodded, and gave me a smirk, "You know it."

"Well, 'Nessa even though your parents split up you still have Marissa to look out for you, right? So I say that parents suck…"

Vanessa and I draped an arm around each other, "Yeah… parents suck."

"So, we cool?" I asked, smirking.

"Like the other side of the pillow…" and we did our secret handshake and laughed.

The song playing in my car pulled me back. That happened when we were eleven. A lot has happened in five years, but we're back and it'll be great.

And isn't this exactly where you'd like me
I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me
I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety

I stopped at an intersection just when the light was turning from yellow to complete red. I could see Michael's car and. Yes, Michael is my best guy friend. Weird how that turned out, but he's cool and funny. Michael was on the phone most likely talking to Vanessa. They're really good for each other if Michael breaks her heart, like Logan did…I swear to God. I'll take all those potato chips and cram it down his throat.

That's how serious I am.

Vanessa'll teach Michael not to eat so many of those things. I hit the gas pedal and I was off again. I can't believe I'm beating myself up over this…but argh! I can't believe I did Captain Egotistical I loved him. He said he loved me back, but now I'm starting to wonder if he meant or they're just mere words and he's actually toying with me.

Logan inched closer to me and I looked down as my eyes were fascinated by the black painted colour of my toenails. He put a finger under my chin, and our eyes connected. His eyes were full of worry.

"Dana, what are you trying to tell me?" Logan asked, softly. I turned away, and walked away from him. I felt him, grab my wrist. Not rough, but hard enough to get my attention. It was now or never. It's not like it would matter anyway. I just wanted to tell him for the sake of my sanity, or it would eat me alive. I hate Logan Reese for having this much control over me. It's not supposed to be this way. All of this, because of Zoey, and her stupid Truth or Dare game…

"I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU, I LOVE YOU, IDIOT!" I yelled angrily. This caused him to jump and I looked away. I didn't care about his reaction. My sanity was saved.

I felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders, but now… I've set myself up for heartbreak. I've told Logan that…but you know how it is with him…in one ear and out the other. I felt myself growing angry. I don't know why. Usually there's a reason behind my anger and I deal with it…but not this. My knuckles were a lighter shade, as I gripped the steering wheel.

Something, just something irks me about Logan. He can't fuck me over. I've spent too long trying to keep my walls up, and in one swift moment he's torn them all down.

But, but I'm afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place

Just like that.

"Asshole," I muttered, to no one in particular, as my car sped down the California road.

Fine, let's give Logan the benefit of the doubt. Let's just say he's truthful and decides not to kill the little bit of trust in him I have left…what will happen in the end? Will it just be happily ever after? That's it? As these thoughts brewed in my head, my eyes remained on the road. I saw Logan's car in front of mine… and got the feeling God was teasing me.

Well, I'm afraid that I
Well, that's right, well I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place

His car is still there, driving at a steady pace.

Yeah, God himself was teasing me. I thought God was supposed to look out for you.

Oh, well. Shows what I know.

If I have this useless paranoia for a reason and I'm right…something will break… and I'll be damned if I let be my heart.

I'm looking incredibly sexy in my Ferrari. I didn't even know Quinn, of all people, could clean up that good. Any hotter and I think I might make out with her…but I'd never date her. Too weird and I have my rep to worry about.

I sighed, as I drove back to PCA, and Dana was on my left and Vanessa my right. God, this sucks. Almost as bad as having 20 mirrors broken, but I don't even want to think about that. I'll get nightmares for weeks. I'm torn…that's what my problem is. Why did Vanessa have to show up? WHY!? This is some kind of divine punishment and I totally hate it already.

I've got to talk to Vanessa, though. Dana's confession of love literally made me jump, but Vanessa was hot when I first met her, but today…she was absolutely gorgeous. I only use words like that when I mean them. Dana and Vanessa are similar in some ways. They're both sexy with athletic abilities (next to me, of course). Oh, and they both have attitude problems…but I personally like a bit of a mean streak in a girl.

I remember the first date I had with Vanessa (away from our parents. Only Tommy and Marissa knew about our relationship. I found it hot…sneaking around like that).

Our first date was going paint-balling and I fell for her…hard. At first I hated her because no girl ever controlled me this way, but she was fun to be with…and the rest is history. It was great…until that blonde ruined it all. Hey, this isn't my fault. I was DRUNK! Can you at least cut me some slack here? If you can't…too bad. This is about me…as it always is. How can it not?

Her sarcastic and seductive charm drew me in so far.

Don't you just hate that?

You think you're rid of something and it re-appears twice as bad. Thank God. I've reached the PCA student parking lot and it's about time too. It's funny how this afternoon we were at each other's throats…and now Vanessa and I are all buddy-buddy? What happened? Ugh…

My head hurts.

I know what happened. There has to be some catch…that's it. I know it. C'mon, this is Vanessa we're talking about. She may be cool and calm now but I'll laugh at the next person that has to suffer her temper. Combine that with Danger Cruz and you'll never breathe again. I know from experience because I've had both of them hit me (added with the occasional scolding from Zoey…I don't listen to her). Finally… we're here. I pulled my key out of my car, and so did everyone else…oh yeah, I forgot Quinn came along too.

We all got out of our cars, walking in a horizontal line. Zoey and Chase held hands…Stan and Nicole held hands too. Finally, it's about time those two got together. I just met Stan and he's already tripping over Nicole (it would be funny if he did that literally). Dana, Vanessa, Michael and I just basically chilled. Now we were talking about music.

"Ok…how about Fergilicious? I love that song? Don't you love that song? You should totally listen to it!" Nicole babbled. It's too late for this. Luckily, I'll be drunk off my ass and she'll be easy to tolerate, but now that I'm sober…

Not so much.

Well, I'm afraid that I
Well, I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place

"That song's kinda annoying," Vanessa said, walking between Michael and Dana. "When you've heard that song over a billion times…it makes you want to slit your wrists."

Nicole had this confused look on, "Why? Won't that hurt? You'll like have to get stitches and—"

"Figure of speech…duh!" I said, annoyed. Was this girl dropped on her head? No one can be that clueless. Even I knew that. Sheesh! Dana slapped me on the arm. "Ok, for what?"

"Um, for being what you always are…" Zoey said, rolling her eyes. No one asked her anyway. I smirked. Time to pester Little Miss Perfect a little.

"What? Hot?"

"No, a jerk!"

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner. Zoey Brooks, you have won the 'Logan's Being An Asshole Game'. For your prize you get to hurt him," Vanessa announced using a fake game show host voice.

"Har de har har… very funny, Stevens…" I said, with sarcasm dripping off my tongue. "That's right. Laugh it up."

"Thanks…I'll take that into consideration, Reese," she shot back. The laughter died down, and we continued to walk around campus. It was like five to midnight, and I'm still ready to go do something else.

Well, I'm afraid that I
Well, that's right, well I may have faked it
And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place

We walked in silence for a while. I don't want to sleep all of a sudden. I know, Michael's mad at me right now…which I can handle during the day, but what if he tries to kill me in my sleep?

Psh, I'm not scared of him or anything but I'd better sleep with a baseball bat just in case.

I'm all clubbed out, but I'm ready to chill a little. Ok, I'll admit it. Me and Vanessa basically dominated the dance floor. We rock. No doubt about it.

I'm still wondering how I got so lucky. I reached for Vanessa's hand, and she interlocked her fingers with me. They were so soft… like velvet. Damn, I want to kiss her so bad…but I have to contain myself. I'm still curious to who this 'Matt' is anyway. Dang, Zoey beat me it to it.

Ladies and gentlemen

"So, Quinn…" she started. I'd say Chase is happy, but that's an understatement. He's practically over the moon. I think when Zoey said yes, the sky like opened up, and the angels sang 'Hallelujah'

"Yeah, Zoe…?" Quinn replied. Man, I could go for some potato chips now. Today, I'm feeling Sour Cream and Onion-ish. I've learned not to eat anything that is made from Quinn's lab. After those chips made me walk and talk funny… no! Never again! No matter how good those chips were.

"Come on! We just want to know who Matt is! Please! Please? Pleeease?" Nicole asked. God, I had a crush on her a while back, but we went out for a week. It didn't work, and I'm sorta glad it didn't. Stan has her now, and I'm happy with Vanessa. I watched as Quinn was blushing.

"Someone's blushing…" the beauty holding my hand, said in a sing-song way.

"You've fallen for him," Dana added, smirking slightly. Yes, this was my girl best friend. Okay, I need to get something straight. I can totally beat Dana in a game of basketball, but the potato chips slow me down, okay?

"Ok, guys," Chase interjected. "…Quinn is obviously embarrassed…"

"Thank you Chase," our smart, I mean, really smart friend breathed in relief. Wrong. She wasn't off the hook. I saw my best friend's face take on a cheeky smile.

"…but she likes him, which is completely normal," he finished. Quinn rolled her eyes, and laughed. We were at Brenner now or close to it.

"Ok, I'm off to retire for the night. So, good night," Quinn turned to walk off, but was stopped.

"So, you and Matt had a long night, huh?" Yeah, that was Logan.

"Ok," Quinn breathed, pinching the bridge of her nose, as she turned around. "Fine, his name is Matt Keller, he comes from Denver, he has two older sisters, his favourite subject is Chemistry and a bit of Physics, and he likes to invent just like me. Satisfied? Now if you don't mind. I'm going to bed. I have to take out these contacts anyway. I'm trying to see if I can cross-breed the strawberry and the grape, anyway."

"And we don't care…" Logan muttered. Idiot.

Wait, did that mean she was going to grow another strange fruits. One that was potentially life-threatening? Oh, man. We're all screwed now. Wait… did she say Matt's last name was Keller. Could he be related to Coach Keller? Nah… There's no way. Absolutely no way.

Quinn narrowed her eyes, "Don't be surprised if you wake up with boobs tomorrow, and unable to reproduce ever again. Just a precaution. It's not very wise to anger a smart person."

BURN! Quinn burned Logan…in her Quinn-ish kind of way. Basically she told Logan to shut up or he was going to wake as a girl. Ha!

"Like you can really do that…"

"Care to find out for yourself?" Quinn challenged. I think she's starting to become one of those crazed mad scientists…if she hasn't become one already.

I'm shocked she knows that much. Then again it's Quinn.

You me girl we could do the thang
You me girl we could do the thang
You me girl we could do the thang
We could do the thang
We could do the thang

Silence.

"My thoughts exactly. Now…goodnight and I'll see you tomorrow," Quinn smiled, before walking off.

"Ok, Quinn is a very, uh, complex person," Vanessa said, finally. Logan spoke up.

"Is that the nice word for weird?"

Ok, I've had enough!

"Hey Dana?"

"What, Michael?"

"Kick the jerk beside you for me, please?"

She smirked, as she kicked him, and he yelped in pain. Logan said, "Oww!"

Stan shook his head, sadly and partly because he thought he had been exposed to Logan and his ego for one night, "You deserved it for so many reasons, man. I'm sorry but it was to be said."

Logan rubbed his sore spot, "No one asked you, Stan."

I know she like me I kinda dig it
So I did my thang for her she joining wit me
Now we getting groovy hotter than jacuzzi
So shorty want you slow it down
I see them otha fellas and I ain't hating
They try to do it like me it ain't the same
Front to back shorty side to side and lean wit it
(You wit a solja now)

"I know… just pointing out the obvious even though you don't want to hear it!" Stan retorted, with some anger laced in his voice. Good job. Not even two days and you've managed to piss off Stan too. Are you proud of yourself, Logan? Good job. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new record.

Chase rolled his eyes, "Man, I wouldn't be surprised if Quinn did manage to turn you into a girl."

"Quinn can say whatever she wants…but seriously, can she do that?"

"Umm, this is Quinn. I don't know. You tell me," Zoey replied, smiling.

You should be my girl girl girl girl
(You should be my) you should be my girl girl girl girl
(You should be my) you should be my girl

Yeah.

Tonight was interesting. We all know we're not going to sleep yet. The night is young. Maybe if I'm practically wasted, I'll be able to stand Logan.

Let's break out the Bailey's and Bacardi already!

A/N: And we'll stop right there. So in this chapter, you have Dana, Logan and a bit of Michael. I know I'm a bit harsh with Logan, but Logan's after Vanessa and Michael's still pissed off about what happened when they were after about to play Truth or Dare. So put yourself in his position for a while.

And yes, The Great Vince Blake was a hilarious episode. When Chase spilled, I was like, "Oh my God. You are going to die! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" But I like how Michael and Logan stood up for him in the end. That took guts, man.

Sorry if my Spanish sucks. I only understand bit and pieces of it, so sorry if it's suckish.

Next up: Quinn's POV… The boys start a Brotherhood. Chase and Stan is freaked out by something big, and someone snaps!

Tune in for the next chapter of Hollywood Rivalries.

Oh, on your way out. review he following: Clash of the Secrets (JUST UPDATED), Eternally Yours, and Love's Power: Rediscovered (CHAPTER 14 UP!)

Erika, out!