Such Great Heights

A/N: Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. Um, I can't remember the last time I typed an author's note, or wrote a fanfic for that reason. This could be due to my complete and utter laziness, plus the fact that I have no time. How the hell do I have time now is what I want to know. I'm a senior now, college applications own my life, and I'm fighting like hell for a coveted summa cum laude spot. Anywho, onto more pressing matters.

This is my first Zoey 101 fic. Being that I stayed in bed and watched an entire marathon, I am now hooked and am trying my hand at some fiction. We'll see how it turns out. This isn't a song fic, but it is slightly based after the song "Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service. Or at least the title is. Alright let's get started.

Disclaimer: teehee I missed these. I own an Ocean in Kansas and multiple giant corporation executives and media moguls, but aside from that, I own nothing. If you're curious, go read my other fics' disclaimers, they explain everything.

Chapter 1

Chase Matthews was sitting in his dormitory by himself. On a Friday night. While everyone else was out having a grand old time he was sitting in his dorm room. Writing a paper. Now of course Chase easily could have written this paper two and a half months ago when it was first assigned, but who does that? He of course had waited until the last minute. Which was a pretty accurate description considering the paper was due by twelve noon tomorrow.

So now Chase was typing away frantically at his laptop, trying to bullshit his way through another paper and hope that it was convincing enough to earn him at least a C. Anything below and he was placed on academic probation. Scoring himself a current seven pages out of twelve Chase decided it was time to take a break. Popping off his aim away message, Chase saw that he had one im from Zoey earlier that evening that he hadn't noticed. He read it out loud and smiled to himself.

"Hey Chase, sorry you can't come watch House of Wax with us tonight over in the student lounge. I definitely could have used you to hide from all the scary parts, lol. Anyway, have fun writing your paper, text me when you're done and if it's not too late, maybe you can come meet up with us and we'll chill. Or if no one else feels like coming, maybe you and I can go grab a smoothie or something. Ok have fun and good luck! Ttyl! 3"

Chase grinned even bigger seeing the silly little heart at the end. He knew that to Zoey it meant nothing but to him it was definitely something. Her offer to go get smoothies when he was finished writing gave him the inspiration to try to write the last five pages, but he knew it was impossible. It was already quarter past nine, and it had taken him hours just to get to where he was now. He sighed, another chance with the amazing Zoey Brooks lost in the wind. He put up another away message and got back to working on his paper. He only had a few quotes left to use so he knew it was time to stretch the bull to its near breaking point.

Two and a half hours later Chase jumped up and cheered. His paper was finally finished! He did one quick spell check before saving the essay and printing it out. Chase punched the stapler into the top left corner of the paper with a force driven by the liberation every student feels when they finish a big essay. He sent Zoey a text message expressing his jubilation in finishing. She replied with a short "We have fifteen minutes left till curfew, meet me in the lounge asap." This added to Chase's ever increasing mood as he quickly changed out of sweatpants into a pair of jeans and pulled on a clean t-shirt.

Three minutes later he had met Zoey down in the lounge and she grinned at him.

"Congrats on finishing your paper Chase!" She exclaimed, giving him a high five.

He grinned back at her. "Who knows, it might even be worth a good grade." He replied.

"Of course it is Chase, you worked hard, and you deserve a good grade. One Mango Madness please."

Chase grinned sheepishly. "Let's hope Ms. Bettencourt agrees with your logic. One Strawberry-Banana Blast, thanks."

"Put both on my bill." Zoey quickly added. Chase looked at her with surprise. "In celebration of your victory over that stupid assignment, my treat."

"Thanks Zoe, you're the best."

"I know." Zoey replied grinning and sticking her tongue out at him. Chase laughed and ruffled her hair. The man finished making their drinks and Zoey handed him the required amount of money. They thanked him and started to walk off.

"So um, where's everybody else?" Chase asked.

"Oh they're all over in the caf, chilling. Do you want to go meet up with them?"

No, I don't want to be with all of them, when I could be with just you! Chase's brain cried out in thought as he responded "Well you know, I've been inside all day writing that paper, I'd love to just chill outside."

"Ok, well do you want to go run in and let them know; maybe they want to come with."

"Nah, that'll take too much time. Come on Zoey, let's just go grab a bench and chill before curfew." Chase begged, taking Zoey's arm and leading her over to a bench near a nice grassy area.

Chase sprawled himself out across the bench feeling the cool metal pressing up against the skin that had snuck out of the bottom of his ruffled up t-shirt. He closed his eyes and attempted to drink his smoothie lying down. Failing, Chase just put the plastic cup down on the sidewalk next to him.

"Ok Mr. Lazy, now where am I going to sit?" Zoey asked, motioning to Chase's use of the entire bench.

"Umm…" Chase replied, grunting slightly.

"Never mind, don't get up, I have a solution." Zoey walked over to where Chase was and plopped herself down on his stomach.

Chase gasped at the sudden pressing weight as the air was pushed out of him with an unpleasant "Oomph." After a few seconds of letting his body adjust to the new weight he looked at Zoey with a coy smirk.

"Work out much?" Zoey gasped and jumped up offended, glaring at him. "Aw come on Zoe, you know I was just kidding."

"I don't care, that was still really mean!"

"Well then, how can I make it up to you?" He asked, standing up and adjusting his shirt, picking up his drink from the ground.

"I don't know, I'll think about it. I'm exhausted though, I'm going to go to bed." Zoey replied, her voice still slightly hinting anger. Chase caught on and frowned.

"But it's only been like five minutes. Look, I'm sorry; I didn't think you'd get that upset by it. Come on, let's go walk down by the water."

"No but seriously Chase, I'm tired. Movies make me tired. It's ok really, I just want to get some sleep." Zoey replied.

Chase sighed. "Ok Zoe. Can I at least walk you back to your dorm?"

"No it's ok, I'll just go grab the girls from the caf, and they can walk back with me, since we sleep in the same room and all."

"Alright, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Chase replied sounding slightly depressed.

"How about I meet you at nine for breakfast tomorrow?" Zoey asked.

"You may have to wake me up first." Chase replied with a half smile.

"Ok then," Zoey replied grinning, "It's a deal. Tomorrow at nine, you'll get a nice pleasant wake up call, and then we'll go get breakfast." Chase gave her a strange look wondering what this wake-up entailed. "Goodnight Chase!" She said in a sing-song voice. She then hurried off towards the cafeteria to get her friends.

"Goodnight Zoey." Chase said quietly after her, even though he knew she wouldn't be able to hear it. He sighed and walked off towards his own dormitory hall, sipping the smoothie Zoey had bought for him.

Chase was still wondering what Zoey had meant by a "pleasant wake up call" and hoped it was something more than a telephone call in the morning. He got to his dorm and pulled off his shirt and jeans, leaving them in a heap on his floor, and then collapsed in his bed, falling asleep instantly, to await tomorrow's call from Zoey.

Fin.

A/n: Chapter 1 done. Review please. Chapter 2 coming soon. PS, Sorry for it being so short.