I don't own Zoey 101, big shock I know…
I don't own Zoey 101, big shock I know…
Chase 101
Chapter 2
Chase let a smirk cross his face as he shook his head thinking back to when Nasty and first met, letting a small chuckle slip out of his lips. Chase cleared his mind and continued unpacking into his new dorm room, the one Logan, Michael, and him would be sharing their junior year at PCA.
There were six full days before classes started on Monday and Chase was the first already unpacking into his new dorm room. Once he finished, Chase plopped down on his bed, looked out the window at the gorgeous PCA campus, and sighed. He was finally back.
The whole second semester of sophomore year and the majority of summer vacation, almost seven months, and he was finally back, he couldn't believe it. Chase Matthews was back, a much new and improved version, but Chase Matthews nonetheless. It was ironic, he went to London for a girl he no longer talked to or even considered a friend. Regardless, he didn't regret the time he spent there.
At first, the changes were for Zoey, an attempt to come back and sweep her off her feet. However, after a telephone conversation one night that changed everything, Chase's changes were completely for himself. There were a few things Chase regretted: a large fight he was involved in, with Nasty and the "crew", that got extremely violent and the drug he injected into his muscles and bloodstream for the majority of time he was away, to name a few.
Thanks to his "crew", Chase had done some things he didn't want to become public knowledge. They were good friends though, well, once you got into the "crew" they were. After half of his stay in Europe, Chase basically became the group's co-leader, along with Nasty. That was then, that chapter of Chase's life was over, and Chase also had some really great things to show from it.
He had a new "buff" body, new swagger, new clothes, and his overall improvements had him almost irresistible to the opposite sex. Once he got finished unpacking, Chase changed his clothes. His outfit consisted of a black New Era flat brim hat, jean shorts, white air force ones with black accents, a silver chain, and a black designer camouflage wife beater. Chase rarely wore wife beaters or sleeveless shirts before his stay in London. Now, with a large muscular chest and shoulders, arms that seemed to have quadrupled in size, and a defined six-pack that appeared magically since his stay in London, Chase liked to flaunt a body that had people mistaking him for a competitive bodybuilder. Overall, one of Chase's most regretted memories was the cause for the change he was most pleased with.
Chase looked at himself in the mirror, running his hands through his new designer haircut that left him with only a few centimeters of hair, a far cry from the "bush fro" he adorned during his earlier days at PCA. He nodded to himself, smirking, as he made his way out of his new dorm room, going for a walk around PCA to get reacquainted with the place. He tried to remove the smirk from his face but it was harder than anticipated. The Chase Matthews era at PCA was about to begin. Now, it was time to show everybody at PCA, and that bitch Zoey.
CHASE 101
It was almost noon and Chase was starving. In fact, he was on autopilot as he made his way towards the food court, hoping it would be open for the faculty and students that were already at PCA. It took him longer than he remembered, but he realized he used to walk a lot quicker. His walk had evolved from sloppy "skater-ish" to a powerful side-shifting strut, Chase having to turn his shoulder slightly with each step to keep his oversized arms from bouncing off his equally big chest. His walk slowed even more, to barely moving, as he saw a group of three girls approaching.
One of the three girls actually pointed at Chase, as they got closer, the three girls loudly giggled among themselves. Chase recognized the girl that pointed at him; she was a grade below him and they shared gym class during his first semester at PCA his sophomore year, before he went to London. As the girls neared, Chase raised an eyebrow and pushed his lips up into a scowl.
"Eh, what you looking at, huh?" Once Chase spoke, the three girls lowered their blushing faces, embarrassed, trying to hide their red cheeks. Chase completely stopped walking and once the girl close to him on their path they reluctantly did the same.
"Ey, you gonna answer me or what?"
After an awkward silence between the two groups, the girl Chase recognized mustered up enough strength to be her group's spokesperson. She took a step closer, stopping when she was within arms reach, and looked up to meet eyes with Chase, batting her eyes and flipping her hair to one side of her head before talking.
"Ummm…yeah…your Chase Matthews…right?" Chase didn't say a word but nodded in agreement. The girl looked up and down Chase's six-foot frame, eyeing him from head to toe. "Wow…you really changed…you went to London right, but your back now?" Again, Chase only nodded, his face stoic as he stared at the girl impatiently, his stomach begging him to hurry up.
"Wow…ummm…you look ummm," One of the girl's friends helped her out, "hot as hell!" The two girls behind their friend giggled, leaving their friend looking down at Chase's feet embarrassed. A smirk turned up the corners of Chase's mouth as he stared at the girl, waiting for her to look back up at him before speaking.
"Oh yeah?" All three girls nodded, the girl Chase recognized obviously nervous, as she still wouldn't look him directly in the eyes. The girl finally managed to look Chase in the face, the skin tone of her cheeks starting to heat up as she stuttered. "May-Maybe I can give you my…" The girl broke eye contact with Chase, too nervous to look him in the eyes, and her mouth dropped open as she got an up close look at Chase's new upper body. "Wow, umm, I'm sorry." Chase looked down at her and noticed where her eyes were looking. Confidently, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. "It's aight, you can look and touch…" The girl slowly traced her hand down around his chest all the way to his abdominal muscles, holding her breath when she got there. After a minute of rubbing her hand against his rock hard stomach, she slowly removed it and placed it back at her side.
A few scoffs of disbelief and shock were emitted from the girl's two friends behind her, as their mouths fell ajar and their eyes bulged, but neither Chase nor the girl even realized they were still there. The girl Chase was flirting with was attractive enough for Chase to flirt with, on his ex Rebecca's level, cute and skinny. The smirk on Chase's face was now full-blown as he stared at the girl in front of him that seemed to be shell-shocked.
"You like?" The girl instinctively bit her bottom lip as she nodded her head. "Yes…hey I was wondering, do you want to hang-" The girl was cut off as Chase's cell phone, with Lil Wayne's "Fireman" as his ringtone, went off. Chase quickly slipped it out of his pocket, reading the screen that said "Michael". Chase turned his body back towards food court, turning his head to wink at all three girls, making the crimson return to all three of their cheeks.
"I'm out, I'll see you around, aight?" In unison, the three girls replied, "Okay!" Chase was to busy flipping open his phone to notice all three girls remained in the same spot, staring at him until he was out of sight.
CHASE 101
"Speak."
"Haha, speak? Chase…is that you man?"
"Haha, yeah dog, sup Michael? It's me."
"Ahh, that's great man! I haven't talked to you since the end of last school year man, it's been a long time!"
"Yeah, it has…"
"It's good to hear your voice man! The groups down here at Logan's like during break freshman year. I keep remembering all the crazy stuff that happened back then between you and-"
"Yeah, I remember! …Uhhh, anyways, any game shows this time?"
"Haha, no, there might have been but the whole group coming down was just sort of a last minute thing. It was just going to be Quinn and Logan but-"
"Yo, what?! Logan and Quinn?"
"Yeah, I know, shocked right? We all were they admitted they were dating at prom… haha it was crazy! But ummm yeah, Del Fig's broke up with her early 2nd semester last year and she tried real hard to get Mark's attention and instead-"
"She got Logan's instead?! Haha…"
"Yeah, exactly, and vice versa. Believe it or not, but Quinn is cute now and kind of …hot…and Logan, the "player", is in a long term relationship and not as big of a jerk."
"Wow…I never thought I'd see the day."
"Yeah, a lot has changed since you left Chase."
Michael's statement caused Chase to glance down at his new body as he headed towards the food court.
"Yeah, trust me on dat…"
"…Huh…what?"
"Nothing dog, don't worry about it."
"Uhhh…okay…OH! The reason I called you Chase! School starts Monday, you hopping on a plane in the next couple of days back to PCA?"
"Nah…"
"…What? …What?! …What do you mean?!"
"Haha…chill out dog, I'm at PCA right now, I got here a couple of hours ago."
"Oh, thank God! I thought you weren't coming back…" Chase's thoughts strayed momentarily from his conversation with Michael as he noticed a familiar girl in the distance. She looked beautiful, with long black hair and tanned skin. Chase quickened his pace, wanting to catch up with the familiar looking girl. "…When you said no. I was about to-"
"Ey, Michael?"
"…Uh, yeah?"
"Is the whole group down at Logan's?"
"Umm, yeah basically, except Lola…she had some modeling or acting thing …she left Logan's a couple of days ago."
Once again, Chase didn't hear all of Michael's words. He was to busy staring at the hot girl he was closing in on, Lola. He was distracted by how attractive Lola's physique was from behind, especially from behind. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah man, she is doing well. Plus, she got hot! Well, hotter …but anyway-"
"Ey, Michael?"
"Uh, yeah?"
"Let me hit you back, aight?"
"Umm, okay, yeah, umm-"
Chase closed his phone, cutting Michael off. Suddenly, Chase's main concern was no longer food as he started jogging towards Lola.
CHASE 101
Lola was walking towards the food court daydreaming when something, actually someone, caught her by surprise. A strong grip picking her up off the ground made her lout out a short, high-pitched yell. Quickly, her attacker turned her around to face him and put her back on the ground. She accidentally stumbled into Chase, regaining her balance by stabilizing both of her hands on his chest.
Lola promptly returned her hands to herself, flustered, as she took in the sight before her: a tall, buff, extremely attractive smiling male who looked oddly familiar. Lola tried to free her minds of inappropriate thoughts she had involving the man before her as she addressed him.
"Hi, umm, do I know you?" After a second of shock, not sure whether to be offended or happy that his transformation had people hardly recognizing him, Chase decided to refresh her memory. He removed his hat, holding it in his right hand as he held both hands out to his sides with an actual smile on his face. "Come on girl, you serious?"
Lola's face still held confusion. Then, a hug smile lit up her face, her mouth open exposing her teeth from shock. She closed the distance between them in an instant, wrapping her arms tightly around Chase's neck in an embrace.
"Oh my God! Chase!" Chase laughed as he returned the favor by wrapping his arms around Lola's waist. After they broke the embrace, Lola tried to speak but was at a loss for words, rosiness creeping into her cheeks. Lola's staring was obvious as she sized up Chase's new appearance like a kid in a candy shop, clearly impressed. Chase waited patiently but her staring persisted.
"Yo, earth to Lola…"
Lola smiled bashfully, knowing fully well she was caught look, as she met eyes with Chase. "Hahahaha…ha…ummm…what? …Sorry." Chase playfully shook his head. "Something you wanna tell me?" Lola tried to play it off. "Umm…yeah…you cut your hair!" Chase nodded, "Among other things." Chase tucked his arms tightly against his side, flexing his arms showing off ripped biceps, triceps, and every other muscle on his body.
"Yeah, wow… damn," An uncommon swear from Lola caused Chase to perk his eyebrows, "you look hot as hell." Chase let out a short chuckle. "Yeah, I've heard that." Lola's eyes were beginning to wonder once more but Chase caught her attention.
"I'm starving and I haven't had sushi since last time I was here, you wanna grab something to eat?" Lola responded immediately. "Yes! …I mean…yeah…sure." Lola's attempt to hide her enthusiasm was a bad one, Chase smirking and once again raising his eyebrows as Lola shrugged, batted her eyes, and reattempted the statement with a more seductive tone.
"Yes, I would love to have lunch with you." The new Chase was on display as he showed directness and confidence that he lacked before, grabbing Lola's hand and intertwining their fingers. Lola's knees went weak momentarily as Chase grabbed her hand as her blush intensified.
Lola felt like she was floating as they walked towards Sushi Rox, actually stumbling over her own two feet and almost falling as she giggled. The blush was never going to go away at this rate.
CHASE 101
Chase and Lola were leaving Sushi Rox, where they had spent a flirtatious dinner together catching up and telling old stories. It was a little after eight and the sun was starting to creep its way over the ocean. The original plan to catch lunch at Sushi Rox got scrapped. Instead, they caught a quick lunch at the food court and spent most of the afternoon simply walking around and talking. Here they were, in the recreational area outside of Sushi Rox, where it seemed like every student that was already at PCA was located.
The two of them had not gone unnoticed, especially Chase, who had most sets of eyes on him as people talked amongst themselves in small groups. Chase smirked, they must have noticed the new Chase too he thought. Chase glanced over at a group of people that were staring right back at him when he noticed something out of the corner of eye. A group of boys were quickly approaching Lola and him, walking directly at them. Once they got close Chase recognized the boy leading the group as Chuck Javers, an ex of Lola's that Chase knew from catching up wouldn't take the hint. Javers was the first to address Lola and Chase, screaming as he closed the distance between them and him to about five feet.
"Hey! What the hell is this?!" Lola immediately stepped out in front of Chase towards Javers, letting go of his hand that she slipped her hand into on their way out of Sushi Rox. Lola tried to act calm but she was obviously scared. Another thing that Chase learned from catching up with Lola, that made Chase hate Javers even more, was his violent and abusive behavior in the wrestling ring carried over to his relationships as well. "Chuck, what are you doing here?"
"I heard something through the grapevine and I can't believe it's true!" Lola attempted to calm down Javers. "Chuck listen-" Javers cut Lola off, screaming as he pointed towards Chase with a look of hatred on his face. " No, you listen! What your with this clown now you stupid wh-" Chase didn't let Javers finish his insult, jumping in front of Lola so Javers and him were inches apart.
"Who da hell you think you is?!"
The two males that were facing off were both muscular. However, they weren't even comparable. Chase's mass and definition far outweighed Javers and his well-toned body.
"Bitch, who am I?! I think I'm Chuck Javers, three year state wrestling champion, since freshman year, undefeated, I will beat your motherf-" Chase cut off Javers, moving closer until Javers' and his noses were almost touching. "Last time I checked, I dwarf your ass! You better slow your roll!"
By this time, every student that was nearby had formed a circle around the action. Javers was to cocky and furious to see that he was overmatched, not backing down an inch. Chase continued speaking, not backing away an inch either, as his tone changed. "It wouldn't matter if you were ten times my size, I'm gonna mess you up."
An odd type of calm seemed to be radiating off of Chase, as the words he said flew smoothly off his tongue as if he was having a friendly conversation with a close friend, the opposite of Javers' screaming. Chase had a full adrenaline rush by now, but this wasn't even close to some of the confrontations he had during his time away from PCA. On the other hand, Javers' anger was apparent, his face twisting up into a scowl that showed confusion and anger.
"What?! You want to fight?" Chase immediately replied, calmness still flowing off him as if he was not even excited one bit. "Oh yeah dog, I wanna fight, but hold on one second." Chase further angered Javers' by showing blatant disrespect towards him as he turned his back.
Chase turned around and gave Lola, who had been huddling behind him scared and worried since he jumped in front of her, a wink. Chase closed the distance between them until they were as close as Javers and him were only second before. He spoke to her as he placed his hat on her head with a tilt. "Gotta take care of dis real quick, hold my hat baby." Surprising Lola, Chase leaned in quickly to meet lips with her. Regardless of the surprise, Lola tilted her head back and parted her lips slightly to greet Chase. Chase pulled away almost instantly, to Lola's dislike, as he stepped away from her and spun to face Chuck Javers at the same time.
A lunging Javers, screaming, "You son of-", met Chase as he threw a sloppy right hook. Chase didn't allow him to finish his statement, ducking underneath the punch and throwing a hard left hook into Javers stomach, causing him to double over somewhat. Chase followed his hook with a hard right uppercut that crashed into Javers chin. Javers' body followed his head backwards as he crashed to the ground a few feet away from Chase. Javers tried to get up off the ground as quickly as possibly in an attempt to play it off like nothing. However, he didn't get far, falling to his knees when he tried to get up with a thud, placing both of his hands out on the ground for support as a stream of blood trickled from his mouth. Javers spit out a mouth half-full of blood as he stared as Chase from the ground.
Chase let out a chuckle as he crossed both hands across his chest, peering down at Javers. "Damn dog, you talk all dat trash and come weak as hell." Chase continued as Javers finally rose to his feet, stumbling backwards away from Chase as his friends caught him. "Nah dog, don't…I warned you. Yo, you come at me again and I'm gonna knock you out…"
Javers didn't listen, flying at Chase with what could best be described as a stumbling sprint, trying to tackle him to the ground. When Javers was in reach Chase threw his strength into a right hook that smashed into the side of Javers' face. Javers lost all body control from the monstrous shot, but his momentum still carried his flailing body towards a collision with Chase's legs.
Reacting like a running back, Chase shot out his left hand, stiff-arming Javers, and reversing Javers momentum so that he fell face up at Chase's feet. Javers laid there groaning, not sure where he was as blood was now trickling from his mouth and nose. "Yo, I told you," Chase then turned his attention to the group of Javers' friends standing where they had been the whole time, now petrified with fear and unable to move.
"Ey, got him out of here, now!" Javers' friends ran to his aid, two of them throwing Javers' arms over their shoulders. Trying to get away from Chase as soon as possible, the group of friends instantly made their way through the crowd of students who were equally stunned. Before they were out of sight, Chase yelled, "Ey! If we got a problem…the name is Chase Matthews," Chase pointed to the dormitory building and building that were all campus, "I'll be posted up right here."
Ironically, the largest kid in the group spoke for their group, choking out his words. "N-No problem…" Satisfied, Chase let them make their escape and turned back around to Lola. "Let's go." Lola smiled, still in partial shock at what transpired, as she wiggled her hand back into Chase's and they made their ways towards their dorms.
The circle that saw the fight dissipated, but the new of what Chase did outside Sushi Rox did not. Within five minutes of Chase and Lola leaving, a freshman girl was telling her friend who showed up 10 minutes to late what happened, an 8th grade boy was sending out a massive text with a picture of Javers' on the ground with Chase standing above him, and a sophomore boy, who happened to be a wrestler, called his entire team and told them about the demise of the infamous Chuck Javers. Chase had returned to PCA less than 24 hours before but the Chase Matthews era had already began.