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I was grounded for 3 months from my computer. So I will DEF be working my butt of to update update update. Like I said… you'll never guess what happens next…

So where was i… oh yes Chase and Zoey…

ZoeyPOV

It took me exactly 8 minutes and 49 seconds to get to my destination. When you have no friends that's all you can really do. I wasn't exactly sure where on the beach Chase wanted to meet me. So I figured I would just meet him at our spot, if that hadn't already changed of course.

Our spot was still there, the one thing at PCA that hasn't changed, but Chase wasn't here. I looked around and saw he was nowhere in sight. I wonder if this was just a joke. As I looked around my gaze fell upon something in one of the clay walls. I walked closer to it and saw something carved into it. 'Zoey + Chase Best Friends Forever!' A sad smile appeared on my lips. Chase and I had carved this into the wet clay wall our first year at PCA together. Sure it was cheesy and old school but we wanted to be remembered. Doesn't everyone? I brushed my fingers along the rough wall. I covered up the Best Friends part. 'Zoey + Chase Forever!' I laughed. It wasn't a humorous laugh, but a rash and sardonic laugh. "I can't believe its still here…" I whispered softly.

"Of course it is, the tide doesn't come in this far to wash it away anymore." I jumped and whirled around to see Chase standing a few feet behind me.

"I didn't think you were gonna to show up." I said leaning against the dry clay wall.

"Funny, I was going to say the same thing for you." Chase said grinning.

"Wow lately I haven't really been able to find anything 'funny' at all." I said giving air quotes to the word funny.

"I'm sorry you had to come back to PCA to see everyone like this." Chase said. I turned away from him. "Honestly, we didn't know you were gonna come back, I mean we didn't get a warning or anything. In fact we didn't really get anything from you lately. As far as I'm concerned. But then again, I haven't talked to anyone in almost a year."

I whipped around and faced him defensively. "This wasn't my fault!"

Chase shrugged. "I didn't say it was"

"But you were thinking it." I said softly. Chase shook his head. I got even angrier. "Everyone else is mad at me, so what makes you any different."

"Nothing really. I just don't blame everything on you." He said simply.

"So you do blame me! I knew it. Fine just blame everything on me! Just like everyone else." I screamed.

Chase didn't even seem slightly phased by my outburst. "Of course I blame you, but not for everything. This wasn't just your fault." I looked at him confused. How could it not be just me? Who else could have been blamed? Chase seemed to read my thoughts. "Think about this. How can you change an entire schools way of life? It's impossible for just one person to do."

He was right. "So then whose fault is it? Who helped me in my evil deed to bring down the school." I said in dry sarcasm. My attitude seemed to not give a fuck, but really I wasn't interested in anything more then to solve this.

"Well who else but the people who were involved, the rest of us." He said casually. My face brightened ever so slightly. "Yes, Logan, Dana, Lola, Michael, you, Andrew, Nicole and myself. The unbreakable gang, was shattered. We were only ourselves, and since we couldn't even be that anymore, we scattered and started something new. Something the school had been trying to get us to do for years, we broke up. We broke up, not just from our lovers but from each other, that made us weak, and we didn't know what to do. This is where you come in. In every situation or problem with ourselves or each other, we went to you, and finally when you were gone we had no one to help us. We were lost and had no one and nowhere to go. So here we are, each and everyone of us being something were not, and although its not fair to blame you. We still and always will."

By then I was in tears, and I thought Michaels explanation was harsh. This tore me apart. "Why didn't you guys talk and work it out, you didn't need me for that." I said softly.

"We were, and are still, too stubborn to work it out ourselves. I guess we just aren't used to it yet." Chase said sadly.

"Wait! Don't you, Logan, Andrew and Michael still room with each other? You must talk to each other only a little, right?" I said hopefully

"In a way we do," Chase said humorously with a slight smile, my eyes lighted up and the hope rushed into me on full speed. But as soon as I saw his face darken the hope poured right back out of me, just as quick, if not faster, then it came to me and I felt even emptier than before. "We have a system, we each have a different color mailbox," Horror struck my face. No please no! "We each have a marker that's the same color as our mailbox, Mine is Brown, Michael's is Orange, and Logan's is blue. Its how we talk. I know its sad but that's the only way we can get by." I was near tears but I wouldn't let fall. Letting them would show a sign of defeat and I wasn't giving up yet.

"But Dana and Logan talked earlier today. They were fighting just like old times, but sort of in the way they used to. It was different but still something." I said, still a hint of hope in my voice. Silly me, there is no hope. Haven't you learned from anything that's happened to you today.

"Yeah I heard about that fight, that's the first time they have talked for a while. I also heard you were there and it started because of you. When it had you involved they must have gone back to normal, or what WE think is normal, just temporarily and not permanently. You have an amazing effect on people Zoey. Your just that kind of person."

I smiled. But my smile quickly faded as I realized that I had no reason to smile. Nothing had changed. So why was I so happy?

Chase look down at his fake imitation Rolex watch and sighed. "Look I haves to be going. The boys will wonder why I'm not at the party." We stood there in awkward silence, finally he shrugged and turned his back and started walking.

"Chase!" I shouted his name calling after him. He stopped and turned around, waiting for the reason why he stopped. I wasn't quite sure why I did stop him. I asked him the only question on my mind. "Do you want things back to the way they were."

He looked alittle shocked at my question. But it soon wore off and he gave a half smile and a shrug. "Yeah, of course I do. But this is how it is now. I cant stop it. I'm done trying. I just gave up, but seeing as how things turned out today. Maybe you can change things, you always had that ability to change anything you wanted."

He started to leave again, but I wasn't finished. In fact I got angry. "How can I change anything, I have no friends, no control over anything or even a damn group!"

He looked back and smiled at me. "You can do anything Zoe. I know you can. I cant help you, but I'll silently support you from the sidelines."

I looked at him helplessly. "I don't even know where to start!"

This time he didn't even turn around. "You just gave me three things you didn't have. That's where you can start. I have to go now. Peace out!"

"Boy for a ghetto kid, you sure act white. How do you not get beat up?" I smiled.

He looked back at me one final time. "Like I said you have an amazing effect on people when you're around them."

I smiled sadly as I watched him walk away. I turned back to our carving in the wall. I touched it one last time and let my fingers slide off the rough cool surface. I put my hand in my pockets and started to head back to my dorm to get some sleep. It was early, but I didn't know what tomorrow would bring me, for my side of the story stops here. I have no clue what happens next. For the next day of my life is a total surprising new adventure for me to lead. All i needed was a group, some friends, and alot of control.

A/N so basically that last paragraph states the end of Zoey's POV. Most likely ill just put it in everyones POV.

Like always, you have no clue what happens next. Stay tuned!