So this chapter isn't exactly like the preview but i had to alter a few things. sorry! Next preview will be better, i promise. anyways i like how this episode is going. It was kind of a long part so i had to cut it short. the next part will start with the guys talking and the girl coming in.

enjoy reading. i only did one proof read b/c its late and i'm tired so try to forgive my mistakes.

Coco's Getting Married

Part One

"So wait explain this one more time." Lola asked cautiously. She was sitting on the floor across the table from Quinn. Quinn was sitting on her knees, goggles covering her eyes, hair pulled back, leaning over a beaker full of a greenish-brown liquid.

"Yeah Quinn I don't see how this is going to work." Zoey said from the sofa. She had been temporarily distracted from her homework by the experiment Quinn had been working on. Usually she avoided them at all costs but this idea held her attention.

"Can you really make a drink that makes people tell the truth?" Nicole asked. She was sitting behind Zoey braiding the girl's blonde hair but had also stopped and watched in curiosity.

"I told you it won't make you tell the truth." Quinn explained. "This mixture just interrupts the receptors in your brain that would usually stop you from telling the truth."

"So it keeps you from lying." Nicole stated but it was more of a question.

"Sort of."

"So why do I have to be the one to test it?" Lola asked looking more uncertain by the second. "How do I know this isn't going to poison me?"

"Would I let you drink it if it was harmful to you?" Quinn added a drop of some purple chemical from a test tub into the beaker and the greenish-brown liquid suddenly became as clear as water. The other three stared in aw at the concoction. "And you have to test it because, and no offense to you, the receptors in your brain already don't work as often as they should."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you already blurt out the truth or whatever you're thinking anyways so you'd be the best person for the first test. Zoey and Nicole actual think before they speak." Quinn took the bottle of Blix that was sitting across the table. She emptied have of it then added an ounce or so of the mixture. She closed the bottle shook it once and handed it to Lola. She took it unenthusiastically.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes now try it?" Lola reluctantly brought the bottle to her lips and slowly took the tiniest sip she could. It tasted like watered down Blix.

"Okay now what?" Nicole was on the edge of her seat waiting for something to happen.

"Well I guess we just ask her a question, but it's got to be something she would usually lie about." Quinn thought for a second and then began to realize that Lola might not have been the best choice. She never really lied. "You guys got anything?" Nicole shook her head but Zoey looked like she might have an idea.

"Alright Lola," Zoey began "You remember that sweater I wore a couple days ago, the pink one, what did you really think of it."

"Oh that was the most hideous sweater I have ever seen!" Lola replied without hesitation. She quickly threw her hands up covering her mouth. Zoey did not look surprised; her grandfather had bought her the sweater and he was nearly blind.

"What was the person who made that sweater thinking anyways, I mean they had to realize it was a bad idea from the beginning…" Lola began to ramble.

"Why is she still talking?" Nicole asked.

"It must be a side effect I better check to see if there is a way to keep it from happening." Lola talked continuously but her eyes looked panicky. "You'll be fine, just go amuse your self for a few minutes."

She went to the computer, her voice working without her control; Quinn went back over the chemicals in the mix to see what was causing the problem. Nicole went back to braiding Zoey's hair which had unraveled through the conversation. It was then that Coco, their slightly insane dorm advisor, entered with an unusually wide grin on her face.

"Hey." She said in a voice so perky it did not seem appropriate coming from her mouth.

"Hey." Zoey, Nicole and Quinn replied in a monotone. Lola continued her ranting.

"I'm getting married." Three words. Three words. They weren't even 'I love you' and the girl's stopped dead. Quinn spilled many of the things of the table, Nicole nearly yanked Zoey's hair out of her head and the shock was even enough to halt Lola's blabbering…momentarily.

"You're kidding right" She said still in shock "That pathetic excuse for a boyfriend of yours actually proposed to you-" Nicole jumped up to cover Lola's mouth so only mumbling could be heard.

"Coco that's that's…" Zoey was thinking quickly "really great."

"That's wonderful to hear." Quinn said. She was casually opening a drawer and pulling out a roll of duck tape.

"It's so great." Coco started unable to hold in her excitement. "We were going out for lunch and all and Carl, he'd just gotten off probation and a new job, was talking to me about how much he cared about me and all that stuff and then he goes and he takes out this little box and he asks me to marry him."

Coco threw herself on to the sofa next to Zoey. "That's fantastic; do you know the wedding details?"

"Yeah like when you'll be gone on your honeymoon." The words escaped Lola's lips as Nicole removed her hand and Quinn covered it with duct tape. Coco didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

"No I haven't worked out any details I was actually hoping…" She was concentrating more on Zoey then anyone and behind her the other three were shaking their heads and waving their hands frantically. "I was hoping you girls would help me plan the wedding." She looked from Zoey to the other girls, the franticness ceased immediately. "Please."

"Zoey come here." Nicole motioned for her to join their little group. Once close enough Nicole lost it. "We can't help her, you know how she gets." she whispered.

"But look at her you guys, I've never seen her this happy before."

"Can't we just get her a wedding gift?"

"Come on it won't kill us to help her; she's always there when we need a ride or something so let's just help her." Nicole and Quinn sighed and agreed to help. Lola continued to mumble but was ignored.

"Okay Coco we'll help you." Coco thanked them and left the room talking about getting some ravioli. "Let's go tell the boys." Zoey suggested to get away from the glares of her friends.

"Left, left, LEFT!"

"I'm going left!"

"Not your left, my left." The boys were playing videogames but, they were trying to make them more interesting by playing them upside down. Currently on the big screen TV were two cars racing against each other being controlled by James and Chase who were hanging upside down on the sofa while Michael and Logan tried to direct them in the right direction.

"Go, go, go!" Michael and Chase were winning by just a little and finally crossed the finish line.

"Yes! Dude we are so dominating this game." Michael cheered as he pulled Chase up so he was sitting straight.

"Well that was pointless; whose stupid idea was this anyways?"

"It was yours." James said adjusting himself to an upright position.

Logan was about to retaliate to that statement when knocking on the door was heard.

"It's open." The door knob turned and Dustin entered looking around the room. Everywhere but at the group of boys.

"What's up little man?" Chase asked. They usually referred to Dustin as little man. They had for four years and it wasn't changing anytime soon despite the fact that he was now a sophomore and nearly fifteen years old.

"Nothin' really just was bored thought I'd come see what you guys were doing." He still looked distracted. The guys looked at each other before returning their attention to him.

"Is something wrong?" Michael asked.

"No." Dustin answered too quickly. "What makes you think somethin's wrong?" The guys exchanged more looks and nodded.

"So it's a girl." James said.

"How'd you know-" Dustin caught himself and at that moment his voice cracked. The guys laughed.

"Can you help me or not?" Dustin said angrily. "You know what never mind." Dustin was prepared to stomp out of the room but Logan and Michael beat him to the door; blocking his only exit.

"We can help you if it's a girl problem." Michael said.

"Talk." Chase led the boy over to the couch making him sit.

"Okay but you have to promise not to tell Zoey."

So i hope you liked it. i'll try to get the next part up quickly. i also have an idea for a one-shot so i don't know if i'll write part 2 first or that.

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