RUN RABBIT RUN
Disclaimer: I own a panda but don't own a porpoise or a giraffe. Or Zoey 101.
He promised that he'd watch over you,
It turned out to be the fox we all knew.
"So, how you liking dinner?" asked James asked biting into some spaghetti.
"It's very… formal." she laughed.
"Awesome. I know I haven't talked to you for a while but -" he never got to finish.
"It's okay."
"You keep on munching. So… you're good friends with Chase, huh?"
"Umm, yeah, but that's all."
"Alright… I think he likes you more than that."
"Nah he's always gonna be my big-bushy-haired-freak." she managed to get out. But deep down, that was all a lie.
"Ok…" he whispered.
Despite their awkward conversation, at the end of the date, he leaned over and gave her a soft kiss; like the boy of her dreams.
"Night, Zo."
"Night." she sighed, skipping into her dorm.
"How'd your date with James go?" Quinn and Lola asked, being their usual nosey selves.
"Fantastic!" she smiled and jumped into her bed.
"Good to hear it." Lola smiled. But Zoey couldn't hear, she was already drifting into sleep, knowing she had a near to perfect life.
"Well, Matthews, you got the popcorn?" she asked, peering into the room.
"Yeah. You got the big, puffy, pillows?"
"Yep, and they're as bushy as your hair" she laughed.
"I'm gonna get you for that one, Brookes!" he yelled before picking her up and tickling her as if it was his job.
"STOP IT!" she laughed whilst trying to defend herself.
"Alright!" he dropped her onto the pillows.
It was 11pm; they were both on the couch, Zoey's head on his chest. He loved this. He loved her. And before they knew it, they fell asleep in each others arms. Michael gently opened the door; he wanted to ask Chase how telling Zoey about James went. When he saw the two, he assumed pretty well. He smiled, and closed the door again.
She snapped her eyes open, trying to figure out where she was. She felt an arm around her waist. For a minute, she was terrified. She tried to make out who they were. Chase. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief and looked at the LED clock next to her.
03:07
What? She really slept here? Then she remembered a whole lot of Girly Cow. It was ok. Nothing actually happened. Zoey decided to go back to her dorm. Slowly getting up she tried not to make a sound.
"Night, Zo." Chase whispered, opening his eyes.
"Goodnight. And I'm sorry for falling asleep like that, I forgot where I was."
"It's ok," she left the room "I still love you."
Zoey made her way back to her dorm, hoping no-one saw her. Then she remembered, tonight was a gig and half her grade were going, including Quinn and Lola. No-one would see her. Slowly she opened the door. She froze. There was a dark figure sitting on her bed. She dared to flick on the lights to see who it was.
"Hello, Zoey." he whispered.
"Oh, god, James, I'm glad it's you. For a minute I was-"
"It's 3am, Zoey. Where have you been 'till three am?"
He came closer, closer. Then, she caught a glimpse of what glinted in his clenched fist.
A knife.
So, know you get it.
If you don't, how's the planet you live on?
You never thought behind those big, blue eyes was a…
You get the idea.