Title: Last Year at PCA
Author: Jtotheizzo
Rating: M for sexual situations and the use of language.
Summary: The beginning of the final year at PCA. All of the gang, are 17 and heading back to PCA to finish their final year. But with their studies so vital this year, it would be the worst time for things to start getting out of hand. And as they say, what can go wrong will go wrong.
Author's Note: Naturally this fic is not going to be for everyone. I have moved them on in age, because of the nature of the story, and also the fact that as I am older now, I am probably not in the best position to write about the lives of 14 year olds. This fic may not be correct with the American teaching system or it's laws, because I don't know them, as I am not an American and have never been there. This is a fictional story and also based in a fictional world, so there is no need to correct me if you see a mistake. Thank you very much and hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show, characters or anything else to do with Zoey 101. This is a fictional story, and apart from any characters I create myself, I do not own any of them.
Summer had gone so quickly for the gang, they had all gone home to their respective houses and enjoyed Summer, seeing people they hadn't seen in quiet some time. Enjoying the luxury of not being self dependant! And no work! At least no school work! Most of them had got jobs over the Summer to collect money. But now, now it was time to get back to the drama and fun of PCA. And to be honest, they all missed it.
They had planned it out over phone conversations, so that they would all arrive at the same time. Chase was the first one to arrive back at PCA, as his dad helped him unpack his stuff, and said his goodbyes before leaving. The whole gang was going to help each other move in. Chase had planned to arrive slightly early, hoping Zoey would be the first to arrive back. Unfortunately for him, first to arrive back wasn't Zoey, but instead he got Logan.
Logan's parents car pulled up and Logan stepped out, an air of confidence surrounding him. Chase figured he hadn't changed at all. Probably hadn't even got a job over Summer. Yet he was still looking like a guy out of a mens magazine, even in his casual wear. Logan walked over to Chase after his parents had gone.
Chase: Hi Logan!
Logan: Chase, you the only one here?
Chase: Yeah, the others haven't arrived yet.
Logan: Well don't worry yourself, the most important guy is here right?
Chase gave an unenthusiastic nod. He hadn't changed. And it looked like he'd have to have a conversation lasting more than the usual couple of minutes with Logan. He had nothing against Logan, but they had so little in common, so that when they were on their own, the conversation was never sparkling. Fortunately he wouldn't have to wait much longer for the two of them to become three. From behind the two of them ran Quinn, as she reached the two.
Quinn: Hi Guys!
The two guys jumped, not expecting the enthusiastic attack from behind. They turned around to greet Quinn, noticing she had long, wavy hair.
Logan: Don't scare Chase like that.
Chase: You were scared too.
Logan: Yeah, sure I was Chase!
Chase shook his head and turned to Quinn.
Chase: So how was your Summer?
Quinn: It was good, got a job at a science lab, got loads of cool stuff to experiment with. You like my hair?
Chase and Logan both nodded, yes even Logan nodded.
Quinn: I was experimenting in the lab after hours, and found this cool way of giving anyone natural long and wavy hair. It's so cool, all though my hair gets in the way when I'm experimenting now.
Chase: You could tie it up!
Quinn: Good idea. So do you know when the others are coming?
Michael: How about now!
Once again they jumped and turned around to see Michael with Dana and Nicole. Michael was carrying three bags, and looking tired, whilst Nicole and Dana only had one each.
Chase: Got a lot of stuff this year Michael.
Micheal: It's there's. Working me like a damn slave.
Dana: Well surely you don't expect us women to carry it all.
Michael: Bit more help would have been nice, miss little bag.
Dana waved her small bag around with her and smiled.
Nicole: So where is Zoey, I mean we are all here but Zoey isn't. So where is she?
Zoey sat in the car, her family had left late, and everyone was supposed to be there by now. Everyone probably would be but her. She didn't know why she was so anxious about this all but she really wanted to get back, she hadn't seen Chase in a long time. And she really wanted to see him.
Dustin was fine, in fact he was sleeping. Dad was going to help Dustin move in and leave Zoey with her friends when they got there. It was her last year, and then it would all be over. She wouldn't be going school with Chase, or any of the rest of the gang. And the idea of that made her sad.
Finally the got to PCA, but she couldn't see any of her friends. They couldn't all be late could they? Now the idea of being late seemed a lot better. She didn't want to stand there on her own waiting. They got out the car and unpacked the trunk, and Zoey's dad asked if she wanted them to stay with her. She shook her head and Zoey's dad kissed her on the forehead and hugged her before taking Dustin off.
Welcome back Zoey!
A guy with a box on his left shoulder walked past Zoey, and looked at her, giving her a smile. He stopped in front of Zoey and looked at her bags.
Guy: Need a hand with those bags?
Zoey looked him over, a tall, dark skinned guy, with a white tee on shorts on, a chain around his neck. She thought she could see the end of a tattoo on his arm, but wasn't sure. He was in fact a bigger version of Michael, just a bit taller and had obviously been to the gym a few more times. The fact that Zoey didn't know this guy, and the size of him, her brain started to send of warning signals.
Zoey: No thanks, I'm meeting my friends here.
Guy: Okay, cool. Catch ya later!
And the guy walked off, as Zoey watched him disappear.
Chase: Zoey?
Zoey turned around and was relieved and happy to see the gang walking up to her, bags and suitcases in hand.
Zoey: Hi guys!
Zoey greeted them with a beaming smile, one that pierced through Chase, as all the feelings that he had forgotten over the holidays came back in one blast.
Nicole: What happened to you? We've been here half an hour.
Zoey: Yeah, we left my house late.
Logan: Well you're here now, so why don't we go and get our stuff in the rooms.
Michael: Yeah, might as well go girls room first as it's closer.
Zoey: Cool, lets go!
The guys headed towards the boys room, they had got to the girls room, and the guys had chilled while the girls unpacked. Zoey had finished first and sat down with Chase, while Michael and Logan talked about the holidays. Dana was the last to finish as they straight after set off to go to the boys room.
Logan: Oh, by the way. You know we got a new roommate this year right?
Chase turned his head quickly towards Logan.
Chase: No, when did this happen.
Logan: You should have got a letter about it during the holidays.
Michael: I didn't know either, but as long as he's cool, it's cool.
Logan: Well he won't be as cool as me.
Dana: That's cause he'll probably be cooler.
Logan: Don't hate girl, don't hate.
The gang reached the room and Chase unlocked the door. They stepped into the room and saw that it had already been moved into. There was a stereo system along with some turntables and a bigger TV in place of the one they already had, which was in the corner. Michael immediately went to the TV.
Michael: You see how big this screen is, it's easily over 20 inches. Whoever our roommate is, I love the guy already.
Zoey: Calm down Michael. It's just a TV.
Michael: No it's not, it's a miracle. I mean imagine watching Beyonce shake her ass on this thing.
The girls sighed in disgust as Michael shook his head at their response.
Michael: Imagine watching Ashton Kutcher on this thing.
The girls smiled, and Michael knew he'd sold it to them.
Logan: Damn!
The rest of the group turned around and looked to Logan who was standing over a new bed in the room.
Dana: What?
Logan: The guy took the new bed. I've still got to sleep on the bunk.
The group walked over and took a look at the guy, sleeping above his covers, with his top off, and a pair of white shorts on.
Zoey: It's him!