I do not own Zoey 101

I'm sitting in my dorm with Lola and Quinn. I finish writing an email to my grandma. Quinn is trying to melt some rare metal.

"Darn it."

"What?" asks Lola.

Finally taking a break from practicing her scream for some part in a play.

"It won't melt." Says Quinn with a huff.

"Why are you trying to melt it in the first place? It's making it smell like smoke in here."

"I am experimenting and it does not smell like smoke."

"Yes. It does! Zoey?"

"I'm not getting in the middle of you two again." I say putting away my computer and grabbing my homework.

"It so smells like smoke in here. You are going to set off the fire alarm."

"I am not." I decide that it was useless to try and do my homework in here.

I grab all my work and head for the boys dorm. When I get there I see Michael sitting outside the door.

"Why are you sitting outside your room?" he looks up and scrambles to his feet.

"Zoey! What are you doing here? We should go shot some hopes. Come on." he grabs my arm and begins to drag me out of the dorm. I pull away.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh nothing. Lets not go in there."

"Why not?"

"Nothing. Nothing. I really want to shot some hoops and not go see Chase." I'm getting annoyed.

"So Chase is in there."

"No. I mean yeah. Wait no." he looks torn.

"Well, which is it?" He takes a deep breath.

"He is in there, but trust me you don't want to go in there."

"Fine."

We walk out the door and head for the basketball courts. When we get there I set down my homework on the bench and grab a ball. I shot and miss.

Michael still looks torn. I decide to ignore it. I should be doing my homework, but it's a Friday so I can do it tomorrow. We shot hoops for a couple hours. By the time we leave the sun has set and the campus is quiet. Michael and I part ways at the girl's dorm.

"Night Michael."

"Night Zoey." I walk to my room. When I open the door Lola and Quinn run up to me.

"Where did you go? We thought you had been kidnapped." Says Quinn.

"I didn't think you were kidnapped that was all Quinn."

"Well sorry for being worried about our friend." Countered Quinn.

"Hey. Hey. I was shooting hoops with Michael."

"Well ok." They both go back to their beds. I put my homework back in my backpack and head for the closet. As I walk to the closet and catch a glimpse of the clock. 10:56. Ok now I get why the girls were worried.

I quickly change into my pajamas. I lay down on my bed. I have been moving around for the past 6 hours. This is the first time I get to relax. As I relax my mind begins to turn and questions start popping up.

Why wouldn't Michael let me go in? Is Chase ok? Is he cheating on me? No he wouldn't dare. Would he? I begin to get upset. Lola notices.

"Zoe?" I sit up.

"Yeah?"

"You ok? You look upset." I take a deep breath.

"No. I'm not."

"Why? What happened?" she says moving to sit on the end of my bed. Quinn moves to the desk chair to listen.

"After I left I went to the boys dorm to do some homework with chase. When I got there Michael wouldn't let me in. He said Chase was in there, but I wouldn't want to go in. so he made to go shot hoops with him, but the whole time the looked like he wanted to say something but couldn't. And all I can think is that Chase is cheating on me with some girl." My voice breaks on the last sentence.

Lola pulls me into a hug. "I bet he was just having a really bad hair day and didn't want you to see him." Says Quinn.

"Or he was having a fashion crisis."

"Maybe you're right." I say still unsure. "Should I ask him about it?"

"No!" they yell together

"Why not?"

"He will think you don't trust him."

"So what do I do?"

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