Lesser Truth
A/N: This will be longer than the last few chapters. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101. Although I probably should have mentioned earlier that I do own Fallon…she's a character I made up…yeah.
Chapter 7
Dana's POV
Let's recap, just to make sure that I'm not going insane. Cause my brain can't seem to handle this.
Logan is convinced he loves me. Fallon is "in love" with Logan, (most likely just jealous that he's after me). And I don't know how to deal or react to any of this. All I want to know it WHY Logan is trying so hard.
Aggravation filled up my body. This shouldn't be that complicated. Logan is supposed to be a flirt. So why is he changing his mind?
I turned over on my bed to look at Zoey.
"Hey Zo," I said calmly.
"Yeah Dana?" She asked.
"You love Chase right?" I asked, my question must have caught her off guard because he eyes widened and he mouth dropped a bit.
"Err," Zoey let out, "Well we're really good friends, of course I love him."
"Zo, you know what I'm asking, so stop trying to avoid the question," I replied with a small glare and a little attitude in my voice.
"D, we're friends," She simply stated. Well this wasn't going anywhere.
I dropped the subject.
"Where's Nicole?" I asked. I hadn't seen her in a while.
"She's out with Lola," Zoey said as I stood up and went to the door.
"I'll be back later," I said walking out the door without waiting for her to respond.
I was planning on going to look for Nicole, but her and Lola would just be talking the whole time about guy's lips or something of that subject area. I couldn't take the much girly -ness.
I went to the basketball court and found Chase and Michael shooting some hoops.
"Mind if I join?" I asked, stopping a basketball that one of them had let loose, with my foot.
"Sure D," Michael agreed, "We could always use someone who actually knows what they're doing." He eyed Chase.
"Hey!" Chase was all offensive now, "I'm just a little rusty."
Michael rolled his eyes.
I picked up the ball at my feet and began to dribble it a couple of times. I ran up to the net while still dribbling, go the ball in my right hand, jumped, and dunked it into the hoop. I hung onto the side of the rim for a few seconds and then let go. I love the feeling of being up there.
"Dang Dana," Michael whistled and Chase stared with his mouth agape.
"Yeah, why aren't you on the team again?" Chase asked, picking up the ball that I had just dunked.
"Teamwork isn't really my thing, sorry," I replied.
"To bad," Michael said making a 'tsk tsk' noise.
"Uh oh," Chase said turning his head, "here comes Mr. Ego."
Uhg. Logan. I didn't even have to look; I knew he was coming up right behind me.
"Hey Logan," Michael greeted, "Wanna play?" Chase nudged Michael with his elbow and then leaned over to me.
"You might have some competition Dana," Chase whispered in my ear, "Logan might be just as good as you are. I wouldn't doubt it."
"We'll have to see about that then," I replied with a smirk. Gosh. I was starting to take up on some of Logan's traits. Wonderful.
Logan came over and took the ball from Chase, starting to dribble. Then he ran out onto the court.
"Michael's on my team!" He called out. So, he wanted to make this interesting, huh?
"Kay, Chase, we got this," I said, "Just stay open and don't fall."
He gave me a weird look.
"No you heard me," I replied, "I'm serious about this no tripping stuff, I've seen you fall before, seems to happen to you a lot."
Chase tried to protest, but I ran out onto the court so he simply followed.
I let Chase guard Michael and I took on Logan. I can do this, easy.
'You ready for this Cruz?" Logan smirked, checking the ball with me.
"Oh yeah," I nodded.
Logan started to dribble the ball in front of me. He moved over to my left, then to my right, taunting me. I just watched him for a few seconds, taking in the fact that this was stupid and that I was totally gonna kick his butt.
Finally, I slapped the ball out of his hands. Dribbling the ball up the court, I took my shot. Whoosh! Into the hoop.
I left Logan speechless.
"Well, no more of that" I heard Michael whisper over to Chase who let out a chuckle.
"Kay Cruz, let's do this for real now," Logan said as I came back to him with the ball.
"Oh, so that wasn't real enough for you?" I challenged.
He didn't say anything. We checked the ball again. He dribbled a few times and then passed it to Michael then took off to my left. Oh, I see how it's gonna be.
Michael dribbled, concentrating on Chase, trying to make sure he wasn't going to steal it.
Well, since he wasn't paying attention…
I came up behind Michael, stole the ball, and dribbled back up the court for a second time. I got to the net, took my shot. Whoosh! And that was two.
"Logan, we're not gonna win this man," Michael whined with frustration.
"I've got an idea," Logan stated and then walked to pick up the ball.
"Dana," he said looking at me, "I'm gonna make you a deal."
"Okay…?" I trailed.
"If I make this shot," he began, "then me and Michael win AND you're mine for a day." He whispered the last part.
"But if you don't make it?" I asked.
"Then you and Chase win and you can do whatever you want with me." He winked. Logan's back.
"Deal." I said, high fiving him.
Logan went up to the half court line and stood on it, facing away from me.
"Logan, what exactly are you doing?" I asked a bit confused.
"I'm making it interesting," He replied checking his angle, "I'm gonna shoot it backwards."
Oh geez.
I watched as he took a final glance behind him. He bent his knees and then flung the ball behind him.
Oh no, oh no, oh no.
The ball hit the rim, spun, then swooshed into the net.
Crap.
"We won!" Michael yelled out.
"That was for you babe!" Logan yelled ecstatically while pointing his index fingers at me.
Fan-freaking-tastic. Thank you Mr. Ego.
A/N: was that a good length? Hehe, I liked this chapter. Review if you wish!
