A/N: Dude I haven't seen Zoey 101 in years! But it was on and I forgot how much I loved that show when I was younger, ha! I loved Quinn and Logan together and was super bummed they didn't have more episodes with those two. Anyways, hopefully this story isn't too disappointing.

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One

Neither one saw it coming. Least of all Quinn, the beautiful geek, who had literally just felt like her heart was breaking into a million pieces not but twenty minutes ago. Mark Del Figgalo, the boy whom she had presumed to be the love of her life, had just recently broken up with her.

It had been quite the shock for the young genius, not to mention humiliating. After all he had broken up with her in order to be with that good-for-nothing tramp, Brooke. Her world had been turned upside down because of that fat, yet adorable boy and she didn't know how to handle it.

She wanted him back.

Quinn had been so desperate for his attention in fact, that she changed her appearance altogether in hopes that he would reconsider his decision. It didn't work of course, which was why she had run away from him and settled for crying on a bench instead. She wanted to be left alone on the uncomfortable seat beneath her, but much to her distaste and surprise Logan had approached her instead.

They didn't bicker like they usually did and for once his words gave her a sense of comfort rather than a headache. Their eyes met for a moment and Quinn felt butterflies flutter in her stomach. She couldn't help it as her lips tilted upward in a small smile. Had he always been this handsome? And his eyes…they were such a beautiful green. How had she never noticed?

All thoughts of Mark Del Figga-what's his name left her mind as she stared into Logan Reese's eyes and blushed. It appeared she wasn't the only one who liked what they saw. She hadn't even noticed how close they had been sitting, until he brushed her hair aside and cupped her chin so that he could plant a soft kiss on her lips, then another.

He was testing the waters so to speak.

Quinn didn't react at first, merely inhaled his minty breath and expensive cologne. He took her stillness as a sign of rejection and was about to move away from her and apologize. It surprised him that the thought of doing so, made him almost ill. He didn't want Quinn to reject him, he realized.

In all honesty, Quinn knew that rejecting him was exactly what she should be doing. She knew she should shove Logan away, maybe even slap him; the only problem was that she really didn't want to.

No.

She felt a connection with Logan. In fact, she wanted to pull him closer. She wanted to run her fingers through those silky brown curls of his and kiss him until she couldn't think straight anymore.

Quinn was shocked at the direction her thoughts seemed to be heading. She quickly reached for Logan's hand when she noticed his spirit begin to deflate in defeat. Logan met her eyes in question and she gripped his hand even tighter in response. He was going to move away from her if she didn't do something.

So she did.

She kissed him back.

Or, she tried to anyways. Unlike Logan, Quinn hadn't had as much experience in the dating game. Sure she had kissed Mark, but that was Mark. His kissing skills didn't hold a candle to Logan's and she knew it. Still, you can't blame a girl for trying.

Her movements were clumsy and probably came off as a little desperate, but Logan didn't mind in the slightest. He let out a small chuckle at just how adorable she was sometimes and pulled her closer to him. Their lips were a little out of sync due to Quinn's inexperience and Logan's unexpected eagerness, well, that is until he shoved his tongue into her mouth.

Now that had surprised her. Mark didn't like the idea of French kissing, said it sounded unsanitary, so she had never kissed anyone that way before. Logan however, definitely didn't have that same belief and wasn't holding back. For that she was grateful.

Quinn let out a small gasp at the new sensation and let him take the lead. Her body seemed to tingle all over as she ran her fingers through Logan's hair and their kiss deepened.

She was in bliss, complete and utter bliss which had been brought to her by the most unlikely person.

Quinn didn't care about how wrong this was and neither did Logan because it didn't feel wrong it felt right. They both secretly hoped their kiss would never end, but quickly separated when they heard the sound of Zoey and Michael's voices. They were fast approaching and suddenly the thought of kissing one another seemed wrong all over again.

Both teens turned their heads towards their friends and felt their jaws drop at what they saw.

Are they on a horse? What the-

Logan's thoughts were cut short as he watched his friends disappear into the distance and met Quinn's gaze again. Her hair was a mess and her lips were all swollen due to his handy work. It also appeared that she was having trouble breathing properly.

Logan almost smiled at her appearance, almost. Until he remembered who it was that he had just kissed.

He had just kissed Quinn! The freaky geek, who seemed to love irritating him, the weirdo who knew more than his teachers probably did. The one whose presence usually made him roll his eyes in annoyance. That Quinn!

He didn't know what to say, and from the looks of things neither did she.

He slid away from her slowly and she reciprocated the movement.

"Weirdest…day…ever" he said, almost in shock.

Quinn couldn't agree more.

"Uh huh" she slowly nodded and they continued to slide away even further from each other.

Well this was awkward.

"I gotta go."

"I have homework."

They said at exactly the same time, neither one bothering to make eye contact. Quinn's cheeks turned a bright shade of red as she rushed passed him.

Logan couldn't help but smile at her retreating figure. That Quinn was something else.

…Part Two…

In the days that followed Logan avoided Quinn at all costs and she did the same. They were both mortified at the mere thought of someone finding out that they liked one another; then again avoiding each other didn't seem to be working out either.

It was 11: 55 p.m. and Quinn found she was unable to sleep. She secretly wondered what Logan was doing as she blankly stared up at the ceiling. She knew that they should talk about what had happened, but what if talking turned into something else? She swooned at the thought then blushed yet again.

Why was she swooning!

There will be no more swooning over Logan freakin' Reese, Quinn! God what is wrong with me?

She felt herself jump when her phone vibrated. She gulped at the name which popped up and checked the message from the one guy that she shouldn't like, but did anyways.

It read:

Okay this is stupid. Meet me outside the library in 20.

Quinn snorted at just how blunt Logan was about everything.

She then pushed away her covers and tried to be as quiet as possible as she tip-toed over to her dorm room door. Fate however, had other ideas.

Zoey was an incredibly light sleeper and her eyes flew open when she heard the door knob turn. She stretched lazily and yawned.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

Quinn smiled nervously. She was a terrible liar.

"Um…I…uh…pee. I need to pee, heh. Yeah, I'm about to burst over here."

Zoey crinkled her brow and pushed away her own covers. She had to pee now too all of a sudden.

"I'll come with. I gotta go too."

Quinn panicked and inched closer to the door.

"Did I say pee? What I meant was poop. No, okay you caught me. I have diarrhea, or at least I will soon since if I had it right now you would have noticed right? Ha, yeah I'm going to light the toilet on fire it's going to be so bad. If you inhale the fumes you could die Zo."

Zoey's features twisted in disgust and she waved Quinn off.

"On second thought I don't have to go that bad. Have fun with" she paused to motion towards the door "you know. That."

Quinn didn't even respond, just ran.

Well that was a close one!

A/N: Let me know if you want me to continue guys.

Thanks for reading.