James had carried me over to his bed, placing me underneath him as his kisses moved from my lips to around my face and then trailing down my neck. We did this when were together occasionally, but this time James was more hungry and excited for my body. But I can't do this. I begin pushing to push him off me, when a sudden pair of hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up. It was Chase. He must of came in whilst we were in a moment of heat together as neither of us had heard the door open. Fists were flying, one into James' face and one returned into Chase's face, I jumped up to seperate them just a they had pushed each other across the room and into the big flat screen on the wall. I pulled them apart, both of them had blood on their faces and were so angry.

"I'm sorry Chase" I say before running out of their room full speed. I just couldn't stand what I have done, I've cheated and caused a fight between two people I've loved at least once in my life. I just need to get away, clear my head and decide what I really want want right now so I won't go to Room 101, I don't feel like facing the girls, I instead leave the PCA grounds and make my way to the closest deserted beach.

I switch my phone off as I make myself comfortable on a large flat rock and look at the sunset behind the endless sea. I think about Chase and James, how I could believe that one of them is the right one for me. What if it is none of them? I remember all good times I have had with Chase over the past three years and how he had fallen more and more in love with me during each event. How could I have been so blind? All the clumseness around me, the jelousy over a new relationship I gain including when I dated Dean Rivers' son and the boy I went with the dance with in my first year, even when I was casted to play Logan's love interest in a play once. I never once believed anyone (close friend or even a relative) when they tried to convince me that Chase likes me more than a best friend, maybe if I had let myself take the message in none of this would of happened and Chase and I could of gotten together a long time ago, and all this shit with James would never have started. I began to think about James, and about the three months we had together. There was our first kiss, the dinner we attempted to have at a really posh and expensive resturant, which we were later forced to finish on the volley ball court thanks to our friends, and all our private kissing sessions that no one else had the right to know about. And finally, it was when James told me he loved me and gave me that necklace.

I sighed putting my hands in my pockets deep in thought, until I felt something in my left pocket. It was the necklace, this was what James was fiddling with while we were talking. He must have slipped it in there before Chase walked in, probably thinking that now we were kissing again, that we were back together. I didn't put it on, just kept it in my hand while the sun was going down. I was way past curfew now, but I don't care. I need more time for myself.

I woke up to find that I spent the entire night on that rock. I figured Nicole would probably have noticed I hadn't came back all night and could be panicing by now so I made my way back to PCA, thinking of ways to avoid both Chase and James. When I returned to Danver Girls Hall an hour later, I saw my single bed was not there. Had they thought I had died or something? "Zoey!" Nicole shouted as I walked through the door. "Where have you been I was worried when you hadn't come back last night?" I told her I just "been around" and she took this as if I was hiding some dark secret. "Do wanna talk about something?". "Oh no, it's fine honestly" I said this calmly and as normally as I possibly could,
best friend or not, there was no way she could help me work out my feelings especially when it comes to my love life.

"We've been renovated. We are now a four person dorm-room starting today. They came about half an hour ago and took your bad apart and they are later coming back to put the new bunk bed together." Nicole explained to me, I had been so busy with my trainwreck of a love life that I had forgotten that Dana was coming back today, but I didn't know that she would be moving in with us in Room 101. My mattress, quilt, pillow and my precicous teddy that I have had since birth were on the floor in front of the wardrobe, I suppose I would have to have the top bunk when Dana gets here as I remember her literally taking Nicole's stuff off the bottom bunk of the bunk beds in the room we shared together in our first year. Even though I was someone who doesn't take shit of anyone and never alow myself to be walked all over, I've known since day one that Dana isn't one to be enemies with.

During the school day, I didn't even look at Chase or James I only spoke to Nicole and Lola and I didn't have lunch with the gang, I went straight back to the dorm, and as Nicole said the second bunk bed had been put together and was waiting for Dana and myself. At the end of the school day I was forced to be near James and Chase because Logan had dragged all of us to the main gates of the school, just to greet Dana when she arrived. I stood next to Nicole, hiding from both of their sights. After what seemed like ages a taxi finally pulled up and Dana jumped out pulling a large black suitcase behind her. Logan ran straight towards her and they stood hugging (and kissing) for like five minutes. When they let go, Dana was smiling at all of us. "Hi! I'm Dana Cruz" She said looking at Lola and James. "It's so nice to see all of you again. Including you Nicole, I know we weren't exatly friends before, but I was hoping we could change that". Nicole smiled and nodded as a reply, I didn't know exactly how this plan could work but I was way too taken back by the way Dana was acting, Logan was right she really has changed.

I was forced to spend longer time in the presence of Chase and James when we went to Sushi Rox for a few hours to catch up with Dana. I succesfully avoided speaking and was relieved when the girls and I returned to Room 101, that was of course after the happy couples that surrounded me had finished kissing-I mean snogging goodbye. I stood next to Nicole again and took a glance at James, who was standing a good space away from Chase, who was looking at me with a upset face, he must miss me since I haven't had any form of communication with him since his fight with James; who looked very unhappy himself. Surely they both must understand why I don't want to speak to them, I cheated on Chase and convinced James I wanted to get back together and then just left him. Who would want to be with a monster like me who crushes everbody's feelings? These were my thoughts when I climbed into my bed without saying a word to Nicole, Lola or Dana.