AN: Thanks to the reviewers that have stuck with me, you guys rock and you know who you are! I've felt like the last couple of chapters have been really bad, and I haven't been feeling them so hopefully this chapter is better. Things are about to get really angsty…and even a little sad, but as always I'll try to balance it out.

Hopefully- Logan would be crazy to side with MeadHo, despite his behavior I promise he really likes Dana, and thanks for being a faithful reader!

Mizundastood16- LOL, Meadow's demon spawn Austin! Believe it or not Austin is going to be way worse than Meadow.

Also thanks to Mellerties, LedZepplinFan, DramaQueen 1991, hersheys-kisses, Ashley, degrassichick, hjj48jc42, xxBritsterxx, and ryansb8be…you guys rock!

Disclaimer: I only own my OC's and everything else belongs to Nick, I also do no own the song "Scratch" which belongs to Kendall Payne.

Chapter 27- The End of the World, Part 1

Chase looked up from his history book when he heard a knock at the door. He quickly got up from his bed and went to answer it. Chase hoped that it was Zoey, but in either case he could use a break from reading about World War 2. He stepped aside as he opened the door for his parents. Chase looked back at them in surprise. "Mom, Dad?"

His mom smiled back at him. "Hey Chase,"

"Son," His father said placing his hand on Chase's shoulder.

Chase couldn't remember the last time his parents visited him at PCA so he was slightly nervous. He realized that his mom was looking at his room in horror. Chase blushed because he couldn't blame her. It looked like some creature could be buried underneath the pile of clothes in the middle of their room, and not to mention the bags of trash by Logan's bed. Mental note, he needed to clean up before Zoey and Skyler came over. "So what's brings you guys over here?"

Chase's mom, Christine, motioned for him to step outside with them. "Well we wanted to take you to dinner,"

Chase frowned as he looked back at his mom. Dinner sounded nice, because he never got to see his parents, but what about Zoey. She was coming over later and he wanted to be there when she arrived. Chase shoved his hands in the pockets of his khaki shorts. This was not good. How could he say No to his parents after they came all the way to PCA to see him. "How long are you guys going to be in town?"

"For at least two days, we're staying at the Sheraton." Brandon Matthews said to his son. "You look well Chase,"

"Thank you," Chase said quietly as he closed the door behind him. His thoughts were racing with any excuse that he could use to get out of dinner. Chase cast his green eyes on his mom once more. Wait a second, something wasn't right here. "Is something wrong?"
"We're not sure." Christine replied in a low voice. She tugged on her husband's jacket signaling for him to talk and then looked down at her shoes. Her dark brown hair fell forwards making it impossible for Chase to read her expression.

Chase swallowed down a lump in his throat. Okay now he was getting nervous. He ran his hand over his hair, which he had kept low since the fashion show. What was he supposed to say?

Brandon rubbed his hands together. He seemed to be mentally preparing a speech.

"Are you guys getting divorced?" Chase asked in a small voice. Why else would they show up at PCA? He didn't have any siblings. Did an aunt or uncle die, or his grandmother? What was wrong! Now he was concerned and worried and seriously not okay. Chase felt his cheeks start to flush as his father continued to look back at him. "Can we go in my room?" Chase asked as he watched Sawyer walk past. He didn't bother saying "hi" because Chase knew that Sawyer hated him now.

"Yes we can go inside." Christine said.

Chase opened the door and allowed his parents inside. He quickly kicked a Playboy magazine underneath Logan's bed. Logan just left all his "dirty" stuff out, he just didn't care, but Chase had a problem with that. Because what if Zoey came over and a Playboy magazine was just lying out what would she think?

"How have you been feeling lately?" Brandon asked.

Chase looked back at his father who looked like the spitting image of how he used to look, right down to the bushy fro and pale completion. Chase's eyebrows furrowed low over his eyes. "I've been feeling fine?"

"Have you been feeling exhausted anymore."

Chase shook his head. He walked towards the window and opened the blinds so the room wouldn't look as dark and dingy. It was a beautiful day outside but it looked like a storm was approaching. Why was his dad asking him how he felt? Chase rested his hand against the windowsill as he looked out. The sun beamed brightly down on the southern California campus, and the waves of the Pacific looked more than inviting in the background.

"Chase,"

Well now that they mentioned it he did feel a little lethargic. Chase leaned forward. But it was totally normal because he had stayed up all night studying for a test. He watched as a blonde girl that looked like Zoey ran across campus, probably to some class.

"Chase," Christine said.

Chase snapped out of it. He turned around slowly and then rested his back against the window. "Yes mom?"
"Have you been feeling dizzy, or weak or…"

"Mom," Chase replied sternly. He was surprised at his tone, so he decided to take it down a level. Chase closed his eyes, "I'm sorry, I just…I'm fine. This girl I like is coming over later today, and I'm glad that you guys are here, but could we go to dinner tomorrow?"

"Chase, we're worried about you." Brandon said.

Chase watched as his mother reached out to hold her husband's hand. She looked sad like she thought something was really wrong with him. Chase had to look away, because he hated when his parents worried about him. What did he do to make them worry? He got good grades, he called at least once a week, and he was already looking at colleges. What more did they want from him.

"Dean Rivers called us when you were rushed to the hospital after falling down the stairs at that party." Brandon informed.

Chase blushed. Oh god, his parents thought he was an alcoholic or something. Just great. "I was a little clumsy that day."

"You passed out."

Realizing that this was probably going to be a while Chase pulled out his desk chair and sat down. He clamped his hands together and looked down as he prepared himself for whatever his parents were going to throw at him next.

"Honey…" Christine started.

Chase winced. It would be beyond embarrassing if either Michael or Logan walked in on him being called "honey" by his mom. Christine reached out and held her son's hand. Now Chase just felt uncomfortable. He thought about pulling away, but he wasn't going to.

"We want you to see a doctor just to make sure…" Brandon started.

Chase's eyes widened. He slowly pulled his hand away and looked back at his mom in confusion. "You think something's wrong with me?"

Brandon and Christine looked at each other.

"You think I'm sick?" Chase added nervously.

"No, we don't." Brandon said quickly raising his hands. "We just want to take precautions…maybe you have just been exhausted and you need rest, but we're concerned Chase."

Chase bit his lip. He looked away from his parents and looked around his room. "I've been fine the last couple of days."

"Which is great sweetheart, but we just want to make sure." Christine said with a weak smile and a nod of the head.

Chase sunk back in his seat. He was fine, he didn't need to see a doctor. But as he looked around the room, he found himself not feeling as confident. What could be wrong with him? He was just seventeen, and not to mention healthy. Or at least he thought he was. Chase swallowed down a wad of nervousness. "So when are we going to see the doctor?"

"Around five," Brandon answered.

"I don't think I'm going to go to Chase's later," Zoey responded as she reached for a nacho of of Nicole's plate. Zoey pulled a strand of her golden hair out of her face as a gentle breeze drifted past. Nicole wasn't listening to her, instead she was looking around the outside eating area with a smile. "So what are you thinking about?"

"Jordan is starting up modeling again." Nicole squealed. "Yay, that means I'll have some sexy modeling shots of him to hang around the room." She giggled, "My boyfriend's a model."

"We know," Zoey said with a nod. She wiped her hands off with a napkin and then crossed her arms as she looked out towards the sea. "He doesn't even look at me anymore,"

Nicole pushed her plate of nachos away. She was going to allow herself to be serious for at least five minutes. "Sawyer?"

Zoey nodded, "Yeah, I shouldn't care, but you know what I do."

"Well you still care about him."

Zoey sighed. She reached for her blue energy drink and took a sip. "Life is way too short to just argue over this, I feel like I should at least go over to him and apologize." Zoey exhaled as she watched a couple of seagulls fly over their table.

"Eek!" Nicole exclaimed as she grabbed Zoey's Economy book to put over her head. "Seagulls are mean, they just poop all over the place."

Zoey took her Economy book back from Nicole, and placed it down on the table. "I still feel like I need to make things right. The person that I've been these last couple of months is not who I want to be. I used both Chase and Sawyer."

"You loved them both."

Zoey looked back at Nicole in surprise. Nicole was one of her close friends, but there wasn't really that many times when Zoey felt as if Nicole got her, but now she did. "I did love them both,"

Nicole smiled, "I know…I'm not supposed to ever make since, but when the sun is shining as beautifully as it is today and sending healthy brain waves my way…I can make sense sometimes you know." She giggled, "Ohh, cute boy coming over this way. I think he plays baseball." Nicole watched him intently as she took a sip of her juice. "He's not as cute as Jordan though."

Zoey grabbed her over-sized purse which also substituted as her bookbag and tossed her Economy book inside. She stood up and grabbed her tray. "Nicole, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to cut this short."

"Where are you going Zo?" Nicole asked squinting as the sun beamed directly into her eyes.

"To talk to Sawyer,"

"Oh la la," Nicole cooed.

"No," Zoey shook her head, "Not like that…definitely not like that. I just want to apologize to him, and if he doesn't ever want to talk to me again then I did what I could." Zoey waved at Nicole, "See ya later."

"Bye," Nicole watched as Jordan approached her from a different direction than the one Zoey was leaving in. She sat up and then waved him over.

"Hey," He said bending down to give her a quick kiss.

"Chawawa,"

Jordan raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

"Spanish."

Jordan grinned, "Ohh, it's Ciao, and that means see ya later. Hola maybe?"

Nicole giggled, "You can give me a Spanish lesson some other time. I tried, and that's all that is important. So how are you're classes?"

"Decent, so I've been thinking about what you asked me earlier. You know moving in and all."

Nicole nodded. "Yes,"

"I watch the history channel, I love Discovery, and even worse I fall asleep while watching A&E,"

Nicole cringed, "Are those television channels?"

Jordan grinned, "Yeah baby they are, they talk about politics and medicine, the things I'm interested in. I know you wouldn't want to watch that with me…"

"I would,"

Jordan squeezed Nicole's hand. His blue eyes were clearer than ever and Nicole smiled as she noticed that he had a little bit of yellow coloring swimming around his pupil. She could look at his eyes all day, or just him, either choice would do.

"I'm a boring guy, and if you do stay with me then you'll realize that. I don't want to bore you, because I like you too much and I…" Jordan looked down at his hand in Nicole's. "I don't want to disappoint you,"

"Disappoint me!" Nicole exclaimed in shock. "You could never disappoint me!"

Jordan looked away.

"You are so perfect…like five gazillion times whatever perfect is, that's you." Nicole nodded confidently back at him, "Uh huh, that's my boyfriend."

Jordan looked back at Nicole sadly. How could he say "No" to her, he couldn't. "You can move in with me if you still want too."

Nicole squealed. "Yay! Glory days!"

Jordan watched as Nicole got up and did a little dance where she held her hands up in the air and then shook her hips. He smiled as he watched her. She was so perky, and adorable, and he didn't want to break her heart.

"That's the glory days dance!" Nicole said reaching for Jordan's hands. She pulled him up, "Do it with me."

Jordan blushed, "In the middle of the eating area?"

"Chicken," Nicole teased as she leaned in for another kiss.

Sawyer opened the door to his dorm. He looked up in surprise when he realized that Meadow was sitting on his bed. "How did you get in here? Get out." He threw his athletic bag into the corner of his room and then pulled off his cleats from lacrosse practice. "Get out of my room Meadow,"

"Can you just talk to me?" She asked in a small voice.

Sawyer narrowed his eyes back at her, "Why the hell would I do that,"

Meadow looked down. Her red hair fell forwards and then she tucked it behind her ear. "I thought you could use someone to talk too."

Sawyer pulled off his jersey and tossed it into a hamper by the window. Next he pulled off his damp tee-shirt and tossed it in right afterwards. "I'm not going to ask you again."

"I never wanted to hurt you."

"I really don't give a shit, I'm sorry, but I don't care."

"You're being obnoxious," Meadow scowled looking back at Sawyer as if he had just spit in her face.

"And you're being a bitch,"

Meadow looked away. "Fine, call me whatever you want."

"You just live to make people's lives hell don't you? You tortured Zoey all last year, with you're mean jokes, and all that other crap you pulled, why do you think that I would want to have anything to do with you. I don't like you Meadow. No one does."

"You used too!" Meadow exclaimed shooting up.

Sawyer shook his head. "If only you could hear how pathetic you sound," A part of him felt bad for talking to her this way, but she wasn't the same person she used to be. Now she was mean, and just plain wicked.

"What do you see in her anyways?" Meadow whispered as she got behind Sawyer and placed her hands on his bare skin. "She's boring, and bland, and just…eww, she's like a nun."

"And you're like the devil," Sawyer barked.

"Ouch," Meadow replied. She bit her lip and then looked away. Sawyer moved away and her hand dropped down to her sides. "You don't have to be so mean."

Sawyer ran his hands through his disheveled dirty blonde hair as he rested his hand against his press. "So you can be just as evil to whoever you want, but when it comes down to it, you can't take the heat. I feel sorry for you."

Meadow crossed her arms.

"I did like you, I liked you a lot, but not anymore. You changed and it was for the worst." Sawyer backed away from Meadow as he looked back at her. "Do you even look at yourself in the mirror and feel disgusted with what you see?"

Meadow looked away as she felt tears start to brim in her eyes. "Stop,"

"No, I'm not going to stop!" Sawyer exclaimed. "I haven't talked to you in so long, and now that you're here, you know what I'm going to tell you what I think. You still have problems with yourself and that's why you're acting like this."

Meadow turned away from him. "I'm fine with myself."

"Really?"

"Yes, I'm fine!" She nearly screamed. Her face was now red and tears were streaming down her face. "You know what forget it! Forget you Sawyer!"

"You can't blame everyone for your problems," He reached out for her wrist. "I know that you have your issues…"

"Not anymore," Meadow said trying to get away from him.

Sawyer clenched his jaw as he looked back at Meadow. "It's sad, because I've actually forgotten that underneath all that attitude you were an actual human."

Meadow bit her lip as it started to quiver. "Just get away from me."

"Stop this, stop walking around here like you're better than everyone else because you're not. I don't want to hate you Meadow because I know that you're still the same girl somewhere down there, but I don't like who you've become."

"Fine, I don't care what you think. I am still the same person. And you know what I don't have to prove it to you. Be with Zoey! Marry her, and you know what you minus as well marry Chase too because she's never going to get over him!"

Sawyer let go of Meadow's wrist.

"She'll never love you! You're an idiot for still loving her! You're dumb, and you're an ass… and I hate you!"

"And you're still bulimic aren't you." Sawyer spat.

Meadow stopped screaming. Her mouth dropped open in shock and then she stepped back.

Sawyer closed his eyes. Why did he just do?

"Dana?" Skyler said.

Dana pulled her inside her dorm and then looked back at Skyler with sad eyes. "I know we haven't talked in a long time and…"

"Are you okay?" Skyler asked in a soft tone as she rubbed Dana's back. "What's wrong?"

"Stop, before I cry," Dana rolled her eyes up towards the ceiling and then started to fan her face as she felt the tears coming on. "I'm so scared, and I wouldn't have called you…but…I…" Dana closed her eyes and then leaned forward. The salty taste of her tears shamed her as she sat back up. "I need a friend right now, someone who's not going to judge me."

Skyler looked down at Dana's foot which was tapping nervously. She leaned forward and rested her hand against her chin as she looked at Dana. "I won't judge you, I would never. What's wrong?"

"I'm scared, because if I'm right, like I think I am. Then I'm going to be disowned, and there going to turn their backs on me, and I'm going to be all alone." Dana's face twisted into a look of turmoil. She struggled to breathe as she felt a sob escape her throat. She wanted to stop crying but she couldn't. God, she didn't even know if it was true, but what if it was…oh god.

Skyler hugged her, "It's okay,"

"No!" Dana stood up. She placed her trembling hand over her mouth and looked at Skyler through her tear filled brown eyes. "If it's true then I minus as well be dead."

"Dana!" Skyler exclaimed.

Dana struggled to get herself together. She turned her back to Skyler as she pulled at the sleeves of her long sleeved tee-shirt. "What am I going to do?"

"Have you taken a test?"

"No,"

"So then you don't know honey," Skyler said standing up and walking over to Dana. "It's going to be okay, we'll go and get a test and find out."

"How could I have been so stupid!" Dana started to pace around the room. "To sleep with him…that asshole in Mexico without protection." Dana sank down onto a chair. "I've mad…but no matter how much I want to yell, I can't."

"I'll go buy a test for you then," Skyler quickly grabbed her purse. "I'll be back."

"Wait," Dana said holding up her hand. She grabbed some tissues on Zoey's desk and quickly wiped at her eyes. "I don't want to know."

"Dana?"

"No!" Dana shook her head and then squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm just seventeen, I'm graduating from school this year, and then I'm going to college. I can't be pregnant, I just can't…"

"Dana,"

"My dad would be so disappointed in me, he would hate me. They would both hate me, and be so disappointed." Dana was talking in circles now, but she couldn't hide the fear that she was feeling.

It's a big girl world now
Full of big girl things
And everyday I wish I was small
I've been counting on nothing
But he keeps giving me his word

Skyler sighed as she debated what she should say. "The only way you can feel any better is if we buy a test. Dana what if you aren't pregnant?"

"I haven't had my period in a while," Dana whispered.

"Okay," Skyler looked down. "Well, that doesn't mean that you're pregnant, Dana I know you want to know the truth, so you should take the test, I'm not going to force you, but if you want to know…"

Dana clenched her jaw. She forced herself up and then walked over to Skyler. "I don't know what I'm going to do if it's true. How am I going to tell my parents? And especially since it would be Logan's baby." Her last words were blurred together because she was crying again.

And I am tired of hearing myself speak
Do you ever get weary
Do you ever get weak
How do you dream
When you can't fall asleep

Five minutes later Dana had managed to pull herself together. She didn't want anyone else to see her like this. She had always been so strong, but now here she was a wreck. Skyler opened the door for Dana, and she stepped out.

"Yo Cruz," Logan called down the hallway.

Skyler gasped.

Dana took one look at him and then started running down the hallway. She couldn't face him now, because she was going to cry. Tears were streaming down her face, she was crying again. Dana dropped her head in shame as people starting looking after her. She just wanted to be alone. But they were all looking, what if she was pregnant and everyone else found out. How could she live with herself?

Logan looked after Dana alarmed. "What the hell is wrong with her?"

Skyler shrugged, "She just had a bad day that's all."

Logan quickly walked in the direction that Dana had run off too but Skyler quickly stepped in his way, "What are you doing? Something's wrong with her, and I want to see if she's okay." Logan continued to look down the empty hall and then he focused his eyes back on Skyler. "I mean I don't care I just…"

"I don't think she wants to talk to you right now."

"I don't care, she's going to talk to me," Logan tried to move around Skyler but she blocked him. "What's your problem dude?"

"Just stop Logan, leave her alone." With that Skyler quickly ran after Dana leaving Logan looking on in confusion and disbelief. What if he was the one that had hurt Dana like this? Guilt swept over him at the thought alone.

A guy walked past and handed Logan a flyer. "There's going to be a bonfire on the beach man, booze, ladies, you should come."

"Yeah," Logan replied taking the flyer even though he was still very much lost in thought. He hoped Dana was okay.

I've been wondering what you're thinking
And if you like my dress tonight
Would you still say you love me
Under this ordinary moonlight?
I'm so afraid of what you'll say.

As Zoey passed by Chase's room his door opened. She stopped and turned around so she could say a quick "hi" and let him know that she wasn't coming over later. Zoey watched as an older man that was obviously Chase's dad, and a beautiful woman stepped out of the room. "Oh hi?"

"Hi," The man said to her.

Chase stepped out after them and then closed the door behind him. He looked sad, but his eyes lit up a little bit when he saw Zoey. "Hey Zo," He said in a hoarse tone.

"Hi Chase, are these you're parents?"

He nodded. "Yeah,"

"Hi Mr. & Mrs. Matthews, I'm Zoey Brooks," She shook both of her hands and then looked back at Chase. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Okay," Zoey decided that she was going to see him tonight. He looked like he could use some cheering up, and so could she. "So I'll see you later?"

Chase looked down, "No,"

"No?" Zoey repeated in surprise. "Oh, I mean that's okay we can hang out some other time,"

"Yeah, by Zo," Chase said smiling back at her and then following after his parents.

Zoey leaned against the wall. Chase looked so sad, and that broke her heart. She watched after him and tried to ignore the thoughts that were telling her that something was wrong. As she continued to look after him he turned around to look at her. Zoey waved at him once more.

Chase waved back and then turned around.

I'd like to know if you'd be open
To starting over from scratch
I'd like to know if you'd be open
To giving me a second chance

"I got a letter!" Quinn exclaimed.

Jack smiled as he placed down his textbook. "You got a letter? What kind of letter is it?"

"Well it's a thick letter." Quinn squealed. She adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose and then brought the letter close to her eyes. "If only I had laser vision then I could scan the contents without having to destroy the envelope. Open it for me buttercup,"

Jack raised an eyebrow, "It's to the science school right?"

"Yes, the whole reason I used Zoey & Chase as my guinea pigs. I want to get into this school so badly, I always have, and now I'll discover if I get in." She placed the envelope in Jack's hand. "Open it,"

"Quinn?"

"I can't do it! I'm nervous, and when I get nervous my hands start shaking and then sometimes I burp and hiccup uncontrollably, I need to be in the right state of mind. Open it Jack!"

"Fine, but what if you get in?" Jack placed down his open book and then sat up in the comfy red chair he was sitting in. "You leave PCA right?"

Quinn looked away, "Just open it please…before I have a conniption."

"I don't know what I'm going to do without you here…" Jack sighed as he looked back at Quinn, "I like you, but I guess it doesn't matter."

"I didn't mean to say that." Sawyer admitted. "Look, I'm just really stressed out, and I didn't…" Sawyer placed his hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry."

Meadow stood still.

"I just don't understand what happened to you, why did you become so mean." He sighed as he realized that he had obviously struck a chord in her. "Meadow,"

"Who did you tell," She raised her chin as she stepped away from him.

"I didn't tell anyone."

Meadow quickly wiped away a tear, "I guess I deserved that didn't I…fine, I'll leave you alone. But I still hate her."

"You hate who?" Sawyer asked cautiously.

"Zoey!" Meadow screamed at the top of her lungs. "Look at what she did! She makes a mistake and you still love her, but how come you don't love me anymore. I know I'm not perfect like her! But if only you would act as if I existed then I wouldn't be this bad. It's nice to have someone that cares, but no one does. No one cares!"

I used to think I was special
And only I have proved me wrong
I thought I could change
The world with a song
But I have ended up in India
With no lamp to guide me home.

Zoey sighed as she got ready to knock on Sawyer's door. Her hand paused in midair when she realized that someone else was in his room. Whoever it was with him was yelling. Zoey turned around and then she stopped when she heard her name.

"I'm not in love with Zoey anymore,"

Zoey recognized Sawyer's voice.

"Yes you are," Meadow spat.

Zoey blinked when she realized that Sawyer was talking to Meadow about her. Why would he do that? Her eyebrows dropped low over her eyes as she held her arms close to her body.

"I've moved on and I'm never looking back. Yes I did love her, but we're over, I don't even think we could be friends anymore."

"I hate her," Meadow added.

Zoey's mouth dropped open. She felt as if Sawyer had just stepped in front of her with a knife and then stabbed her. How could he be so mean? This guy who she used to love so much, how he could be so hurtful, and especially talk about her to Meadow! Zoey squeezed her eyes shut as she turned away. The pain she felt from the betrayal hurt so much that she had to reach out for the wall before she fell to the ground. How could he talk about her like that?

The strangest place I think
I have ever been
And all this time
I thought that we were friends
My stubborn will is learning to bend.

The door opened and Zoey watched as Meadow stepped out, Sawyer was right behind her. Zoey knew that she should walk away, but she couldn't. How could he?

"Zoey," Sawyer replied startled.

"Thanks for letting me hear that before I decided to apologize," She looked at Meadow blankly and then started to walk away.

"I didn't mean what I said." Sawyer started.

"Yeah chase after her!" Meadow called after him.

"You shut up!" Zoey screamed back at her. "Just go away Meadow, you are so annoying, I have tried to be nice to you, but it is impossible because you're evil. I heard you say that you hated me, well you know what the feeling is mutual."

Meadow walked away.

Zoey was shocked. But she was too worked up to try and figure out why Meadow of all people was walking away after she told her that she hated her. Today was such a bad day, it was horrible. She just needed a break. Why did life have to be so hard.

"What you heard was…"

"Leave me alone." Zoey directed at Sawyer. "You don't have to explain anything to me, because I don't really want to hear anything else."

"Zoey, I didn't mean what I said, it's just I'm still messed up over what happened between us…"

"But why would you talk to her about me!"

Sawyer stepped back when he noticed how angry Zoey was. He placed his hand to his forehead and then reached out for Zoey's hand. "I really didn't mean what I said."

"Please let me go."

"Zoey,"

"Let me go Sawyer,"

His eyes clouded over with sadness as he held onto her hand a little longer.

I'd like to know if you'd be open
To starting over from scratch
I'd like to know if you'd be open
To giving me a second chance

Zoey pulled her hand out of Sawyer's, "I guess it's only what I deserve." She wiped at the tears underneath her eyes, "I'm just so shattered right now, I don't know what to say." She turned around and slowly started to walk away with her head bent. "You'll never have to worry about me bothering you again."

"Zoey," Sawyer quickly walked after her. He tried to hold her in his arms, because he still did love her, even if she kissed Chase, he loved her.

"It's better this way," Zoey gently pushed him away. "Bye,"

Dana stepped down the aisle of pregnancy tests feeling as if she was stuck inside this horrible nightmare that she couldn't wake up from. Skyler was walking next to her with her arm linked inside of Dana's. Dana looked down. She felt so weak, and drained. She didn't want to do this, she didn't want to take the test. Because she was so scared. What if she was pregnant?

Skyler picked up two home pregnancy tests, "Just in case,"

Dana squeezed her eyes shut, "I don't know what to do right now…"

"Skyler!"

Skyler's mouth dropped open in surprise when she saw Logan's cousin making his way towards them.

"Oh migod!" Dana cried in horror. She titled her head backwards and nearly fell backwards but Skyler quickly steadied her. She was going to start crying again. God she hated this!

Dakota kept his eyes locked on Skyler's. "Hey, you really should stop following me."

"I'm not," She said forcing a smile.

Dakota looked down at the pregnancy tests in Skyler's hands. He scowled and then looked back at her. "You're not pregnant are you?"

Skyler gasped, "Me! God no!"

Dana turned to look at Skyler tearfully. Her mouth dropped open and then she looked away because what teenage girl would want to be pregnant. It was curse.

"Dana?" Dakota asked.

Dana let out a whimper and then she quickly placed her hand over her mouth. He knew that she was buying pregnancy tests, and now Logan was going to know too. She just wanted to die now.

I'd like to know if you'd be open
To starting over from scratch
I'd like to know if you'd be open
To giving me a second chance
It's a big girl world now
Full of big girl things