A/N: ok so I was gonna hold out on you all till tomorrow but I really wanted to get this out. The next chapter will hopefully be a longer one. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

'Oh Hearst, how I have missed you and your fine gourmet meals' I thinks as I poke unenthusiastically at an almost unrecognizable plate of Lasagna. Hearst looks the same, but this year just doesn't carry the optimism and excitement that freshmen year did.

Sitting round the table with my trusty imaginary friends, I scope out the cafeteria and its inhabitants. Nothing out of the ordinary, people studying, laughing, kissing, talking, arguing, the normal college stuff for most people but for me it looks like I'm right back to where I was 3 years ago. Alone.

I haven't managed to run into anyone I know yet, thank god. I really don't think I can handle the inevitable tension running into one of my "friends" would bring.

"Mars! How ya been?"

Oh damn, I spoke to soon. Maybe if I don't turn around he will go away.

"Hello Logan, long time no see" I reply as I turn around with a forced smile on my face. He doesn't look any different, hair slightly longer and a little more sun kissed than before.
I can't help but notice the awkward way he is standing there looking at me, like he cant figure out whether he should stay and talk to me or bolt out the nearest exit. It would be totally adorable if it weren't making me even more uneasy.

"So…" he says to alleviate the awkward pause that has settled between us "can I sit down or are you waiting for someone?"

"Nope I'm all by my lonesome, have a seat" He sits next to me and there is once again another awkward lull between us. He's fiddling with his sleeves and sending small glances at me while I skillfully try to avoid eye contact. There used to be a time when we would never shut up around each other, whether fighting, snarking, laughing there was always something to talk about. Now it seems neither of us know what to say.
"So how was your summer?" I ask to replace the nervous glances and sighs.

"Pretty uneventful, hung around L.A for most of the summer, surfing and stuff. How about you?"

"My summer was…. Pretty bad to tell you the truth" I reply staring down at my hands as they rest together on the table.

"I heard that you and Piz broke up" he says quietly with a quick glance my way.

"yea, just one of the many great moments of my craptastic summer." I send a small smile his way which he returns. It hits me how much I have missed seeing him smile. When we were together it was like a little cloud of angst followed us everywhere preventing us from ever being truly happy. "To be honest, that was actually one of the better parts of the summer, it was the aftermath that sucked big-time"

"What happened?" he asks with a look of genuine concern and interest on his face.

"Um.. Lets just say that Wallace and I are no longer friends." that is certainly putting it lightly. After our little screaming match Wallace told me that he didn't think he could be friends with someone as cold-hearted as me. It was like a punch to the gut hearing my best friend say that to me, I could barely contain the tears. After his little confession, I walked out and never looked back. That doesn't mean I don't think about it, in fact its pretty much been on my mind 24/7 since it happened.

"I'm sorry." His response is quiet and exactly what I needed to hear. All summer my dad has been telling me that I need to fix things with Wallace and that we cant just throw away our friendship, but what I really needed was someone to comfort me and offer me a teeny bit of sympathy, As undeserving as I may be.

"Yea, me too." I shake off the somber feeling settling around us and think of something to lighten the mood a bit. " So, what have you been up to? We haven't really talked in awhile."

"Yea, not so much actually. I moved out of the Grand a couple weeks ago. I got this nice beach house down by Gold coast"

"You do know that Maids wont make your bed everyday and you cant get room service right?" I say with a teasing smile on my face.

"Yea, I know. but I have to figure out that stuff on my own some time, why not now?"

"Good point. Your not gonna go all Martha Stewart on me though are you?" I said with a smirk.

" Well, I have acquired a new found love for throw pillows and scented candles. I don't really know if that's a good sign" he said and I couldn't help the little giggle that escaped my mouth. We sat there in silence for a few moments, but it was no longer awkward. We were content to be in each others presence after so many months of ignoring one another.

Glancing at my watch I realize that I'm going to be late for my shift at the library. While the job isn't exactly exciting, it pays so I cant complain.

"Hey, I actually have to go to work now but maybe I will see you later?"

"Yea totally. you still working that action packed job at the library?"

"Yep, I was thinking about quitting, it was getting kind of dangerous what with the heavy books everywhere" I reply with a smile as I gather my stuff.

"I'm sure. That jobs gotta be kinda difficult for someone as small as you. Do they give you a step ladder to reach the top shelves?" he says with that signature jackass smirk of his.

"Hey! I'm petite, its not a crime!" I reply with faux indignation as I playfully slap his arm. "Anyways, I'll see you round, Logan." with a genuine smile I give a small wave and walk away.

"Veronica" he calls after me. "It was nice talking to you" he smiles a little shyly.

"Yeah, Same here." As I walk away I begin to think that maybe I haven't lost all my friends.

A/N: I haven't written the next chapter yet and I would really like to know what you guys want. I have the basic storyline planned in my head but i want to also know what characters or interactions would you like to come up? Anyways, please review and thanks for reading :)