Diasters for Dana
Chapter 1
Do what?
Disclaimer: I don't, never have, and never will own this show. I only own the idea.
A/N: Hey all. Yes I know. I haven't updated in awhile. I will try to update soon. My mom wouldn't let me get on my computer. I just been reading some from my friends house. lol.
Dana's Pov:
I hate the dean! He is the biggest jerk in the world. All I did ws start a food fight, and now I have to be in PCA's stupid pagent. I have three reasons why I hate this. One, I have no talent. Two, I hate dresses. And three, I have to have Logan as my escort. I hate Logan too. He is such an ego-tistical maniac. I wish he'd learn to shut his big fat mouth. If he knew how to do that. I'd have another escort. He said he started the food fight, when he knows I did. I flung butter at Nicole so she'd shut up. Zoey said Logan said that because he likes me and didn't want me to get in trouble. But I don't know. Do I like Logan? Do I? Maybe I do. No, that's impossible. Isn't it?
Flashback:
"And then I was like no way and she was like yes way and I was like no and she was like..." Nicole was saying if you can call it that.
I picked up my spoon and Logan looked at me. I grabbed the butter and dug my spoon into it. Logan gave me a don't-do-it look. Oh well. I pulled back on the spoon and let go. The butter hit Nicole right between her eyes. I dropped the spoon. She looked around but found nothing unusal. But she didn't keep talking.
End Flashback
So now I am in the gym. Waiting to hear what will be expected of me. Great here comes the dreaded Logan Reese now.
A/N: I know it's short but it's all I can must up in the time my mom is now letting me be online. She is also reading all my work, so don't expect any cuss words. I wanted to make an M rated story, with the whole nine yards. DL mind you but still..all that. I can't even say that word. Pritave message me anytime you want. I'll reply back...hopefully. Review.
Musiclover15(Brianna)