(In this version of zoey 101 instead on PCA being boarding school its a normal public school and the characters in it live around the school at home)

Zoey.

I went on a class trip to the natural history museum, once. I don't really like museum the way some people do. I mean, they're alright, but it's not that exciting, looking at an animal that has been persevered from the last ice age. But there was this one section that caught my eye. It was a picture from the early ages. The picture that show a man with bushy hair who stood tall and proud. It had a pride in its stride, the moment I saw it, I thought of him. My best friend, Chase Matthews. He has the same sense of looks and pride. You can see in him a kind of person that cares with comes from simply being one of the best friends.

Chase Matthews is never stuck up or conceited. He's a kind human being who often goes out of his way to help others. He just has this aura of pleasantness around him. All this goes through my mind in an instant. Isn't it strange what you'll remember and how on a hot day in the middle of summer? I try to think about something other than Chase Matthews, but it's hard since he's not fifty feet from me; typing away on his laptop. Chase is a brilliant writer. Not an overstatement, either He can make anything sound interesting with the description that no one else think of in the world. Including the ways we rights. Right now, I'm reading his latest work which he has been working on for a while in secret. He does that. Goes writes things to clear his mind and comes up with the best ideas in the process. I keep telling him that he should sell some of his work, but he always says that they are not good enough. That's just how he is.

Chase.

I can feel her eyes on me, even when she reading my work, she look over at me. I'm not always witting, so I'm not obsessed. That's what i do to clear my head. During a the time that i write there only few things exist in my mind; my hands for typing, the thoughts in my head, the spell checker, and her. Zoey Brooks , my best friend. She is an angel on the earth. I risk a glance in her direction as glances down at the laptop. Her blond hair flows down all the way to her shoulders. Her chocolate-coloured eyes are hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, but yet I can still fall into them. Her black tee-shirt hugs her in all the right places where I wish that I could and her light-denim jeans just make her look even sexier. Did I mention that I have the hots for my best friend? Very Bad. Still, I guess that's natural especially considering how much we've been together since we when to PCA where we met. I'm the guy who she could talk to when she needed to. OK, so maybe I feel a little bit more than friendship for her. That's only natural. Right?

So zoey and the rest of the others always leave me to finish what I'm doing when I'm witting unless it important. I had a few things that i need to do in the story that i was writing so the group left me there to finish up. After I head over to my house to get some sleep because it was late i didn't realise that it was so late. The next morning i got early and when out to type something that came to me in a dream which fit the story that i was perfectly. After typing for a while i took a break to reflect on what had just written, when a thought went in my head.

My guess is that Zoey woke up only an hour or two ago. I did it again and she's going to be pissed if she finds out here so early because she doesn't like me to be up early after staying up writing. Please don't ask me how long I've been out here.

No-ones POV

"How long have you been out here?" Dam.

"Good Morning to you as well, zoe. How did you sleep?" Good, try and avoid the question. Like she isn't going to see right through that and call me on it. Still, the corners of her mouth move towards a smile at the mention of my nickname for her.

"By that answer, I'd guess that you didn't listen to me and got up early again, even though we were both up until two a.m. this morning. Chase, that isn't good for your health and you know it."