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Lola: Poco Villaggio
Before, when I peeked my head into the lounge, the guys weren't in their usual spot. In fact, they weren't anywhere. They were always in the lounge after school. It was an absolute given. But whatever, I'm not going to mull over it now. I just want to find my friends.
I finally get enough sense to look in the next most obvious place: Nicole and Zoey's dorm. Like anyone wanted to hang in the guys dorm. It was always messy and hard to walk around in. Plus, it was halfway across campus. Why walk all that way, when we can just stay here?
I'm finally in front of 101, and I pull my keys out. Even though I don't live here anymore, I live with Dana across the hall and a couple doors down, I still have my key. In fact, everyone has a key to Zoey and Nicole's dorm. Even Dustin. I stick my keys in the doorknob, but instead of turning it, the door swings open freely. Weird. They must be in here.
"Hello?" I call out as I walk inside.
"Hey L," I hear my nickname called. Sounded like Nicole. "We're just studying."
Yeah right. Chase is at the computer surfing the PCA website, Michael and Logan and playing games on Logan's new sidekick, and Nicole, Dana, and Quinn are playing Confess or Stress. Studying my butt.
"Hey Diva," Dana says to me as I sit down in the beanbag beside her. She had first starting calling me diva when we first starting sharing a dorm. She meant it as an insult when we were fighting over which bed would be ours, but then we worked it out and the name just stuck.
"How was the make-up test?" Nicole asks, genuinely interested.
"Fine," I respond, tired. "I think I did okay. I just hate algebra."
"I'm with you there," Dana responds happily, apparently happy that someone's on the same wavelength as her. Both Nicole and Quinn rock at math, and that makes Dana and I annoyed sometimes.
"I mean," I begin, "Why add letters to math? Isn't it supposed to be about numbers? It should be outlawed," I declare.
Dana agrees. "Let's write to the President."
"Yeah!" I exclaim, even though I know she's joking. "Dear Mr. President," I say.
Dana continues, "We want to bring to your attention that Freshman Algebra is killing us."
"And," I follow up, "since we know that you have no brains that we think you will agree on outlawing this stupid and boring subject." Dana starts laughing, and I follow. We always have the most random conversations, and they are so much fun.
After I stop laughing, I realize something. "Hey guys," I say, "Where's Zoey?"
"Right here," I hear her voice call. She walks in the room with a flyer in her hand, and waves it around for everyone to see. "Hey, did you hear about," she begins, but Chase interrupts her.
"The new area they built on campus over the summer down by the beach?" he finishes for her. He's still facing the computer and has his back turned to her. Zoey looks confused and about to ask how he did that, but Chase keeps on going. "They're calling it Poco Villaggio. It's just like downtown Malibu, with shops, restaurants, and even a movie theater, but it's here on campus."
I think Nicole stopped listening at shops. She's now rummaging through her purse, looking for leftover money from her last shopping spree. I, however, am confused. Did he really say Poco Villaggio?
Michael was thinking the same thing. "Did you just say Poco Villaggio? Is that even English?"
Chase sighs and gives Michael a look. "Hey," I add, "Don't do that. I don't know what it means either."
Michael smiles, he's happy for the support. "See, I'm not stupid. Thank you Lola."
"No problem, Michael."
But this causes Chase to get an even more distressed look on his face. Geez, we really don't know! Finally, Quinn answers for him. It's a good thing she's smart. "It means Little Village in Italian," she explains.
"Didn't anyone else take Italian with me for the last two years?" he exclaims to no one in particular, probably rhetorical too. But that doesn't stop us from answering.
"No, dude," Michael responds, "I took Spanish."
"Me too," Logan agrees.
"German," Nicole adds in.
Zoey shrugs, "Don't forget, I have Latin."
Dana holds up her hands in surrender, "I went to France for a semester, remember? Je parle français."
I didn't take Italian either. "My director wanted me to learn sign language for a play. Can you believe they actually take that as a language now?" I ask.
"Really?" Quinn says interested. "And to think, I wasted my time with Greek. I think learning sign language is so cool."
"It is," I tell her, "And the tests are so easy. You just have a conversation with you teacher only using signs that we learned that semester, and you pass."
"That's awesome!" Nicole says, "German is so suckish. You have to capitalize practically everything."
"I thought it was just the nouns," Zoey says.
"Whatever," Nicole responds.
"Hello?" Chase cuts in. "Remember? The Poco Villaggio?"
"That's such a long name," Nicole complains. "I want to call it something shorter."
"How can you call it anything, if you don't even know anything about it?!" Wow, I didn't know Chase could get so annoyed.
"Yeah," Logan agrees with Nicole, and ignores Chase. "Why not just 'The Village'? Like the movie?"
"Awesome," Michael chimes in and give Logan a high-five.
"Or Mini-Malibu?" Zoey suggests. I like that one.
"That's cute!" I shriek and do my special handshake with Zoey.
"Will everyone just listen?" Chase says loudly.
"Fine," I pout and sit back in my chair.
"Okay." He finally relaxes. "Anyway, as I was saying, there's going to be shops and stuff, but that's not the only thing they're adding. They're going to have a special spot on the beach for PCA students. And guess who's the new lifeguard?" he asks eagerly.
Nicole's face lights up, "Is it that new boy? Jason Higherton? Because he looks like he'd have really cute abs and I want to see him without a shirt on." Gosh, can't that girl keep her eyes off the boys?
"You know Nicole," I hear Dana say beside me, "I don't usually agree with you on these things, but I do now. He does look like he would have really nice abs."
Logan gets defensive. "Hey, my abs are better than his."
Dana gives him a look of disgust. "But you're Logan."
"It's me!" Chase yells impatiently.
Zoey jumps up and hugs him tightly. "That's great!" she says supportively and hugs him even tighter. He blushes a deep crimson. It's so obvious. Why the heck won't her tell her? And why can't she see on her own. They're both so oblivious; they're perfect for each other.
Quinn interrupts their 'platonic' embrace. "When does it open?" she asks interested.
"Uhh," Zoey says reading the flyer, "Saturday, Grand Opening," she reads off.
"Let's go together," Quinn announces.
"Yeah," Nicole agrees. "I want to shop, so badly."
"Then it's settled," Zoey says as she takes control. "We'll meet at Mini-Malibu on Saturday." She's already writing it in her PDA. I swear that girl is too organized.
"It's Poco Villaggio!" Chase says annoyed, but it's not like anyone's listening. They're all too excited about Saturday.
