"Sooooo," Nicole began excitedly, "did he tell you?" She lay on her stomach, swinging her feet in the air.
"Tell me what?" Zoey asked, sitting down on her bed.
"He told me he would tell you..." Nicole covered her mouth before she said too much.
"Tell me what?" Zoey sat up straight.
"Uhh..." Nicole looked around from the ceiling to her feet, trying to find out a way to leave the room, "Uhh... Oh my gosh! Is that frizz? Uh.. gotta go! Bye!" Nicole sat up and rushed out of the room.
"Nicole!" Zoey called down the hall at the running girl. "You didn't even take your straightener!" Zoey sighed. She knew what they were all talking about.Do they think I'm an idiot? She plopped down on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. I know that he likes me! At least I think... Zoey's thoughts were inturrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Come in!" Chase and Michael rushed in the room.
"Zoey! You gotta help us!" Michael said loudly.
"The DA's getting suspicious again, and we need you to hold Elvis for us, please?" Chase said, holding out the dog to Zoey. Zoey sat up and blinked.
"What happened to make him suspicious?" Zoey stared at Elvis.
"He smelled the dog," Micheal started.
"And now he thinks that we have a dog, and we need you guys to hold him for like a week or so," Chase finished, still holding out Elvis to Zoey. "Please?"
"Okay, fine," Zoey replied and grabbed Elvis. She pet him on the head. Michael's cell phone rang.
"Hello?" Michael asked. "Oh really? Oh. Well, sure, I'll be over there in a minute," Micheal said, hanging up. "I gotta go, Dustin needs my help," he said quickly and hurried out of the room. Zoey smiled and set Elvis down.
"There was something you were gunna tell me earlier?" she asked, wanting to hear Chase admit his feelings toward her.
"Oh, yeah..." Chase said, sitting down on Zoey's bed next to her. Elvis jumped up onto his lap. "Well, you see, since I met you, I really...uh... enjoyed your company, and..." Chase couldn't believe he was doing this.
"Did the plan work?" Nicole asked excitedly.
"Yeah, its about time that we helped them get together," Dana said, glancing over at Michael.
"Well, uh, I don't know," Michael answered honestly. "When I left, they were staring at each other, but that's pretty much it."
"Oh," Nicole sounded confused. "Well I bet they're kissing right now!"
"You bet what?" Dana asked.
"Huh?" Nicole was still confused.
"What do you bet that they're kissing?" Dana asked.
"Oh! Uh... five dollars!" Nicole said, sounding perky again.
"You're on," Dana smiled and shook Nicole's hand.
"I'm not a part of this, so you guys do that...I'll just leave," Michael said, standing up. "See ya!"
"What? You what?" Zoey was getting tired of Chase stalling.
"I...you know... I really..uhhh..." Chase tried saying it, but couldn't think of the right words. "Zoey, I really really-" Chase was cut off by the door opening. It was Nicole, checking to see if she'd won the bet.
"Elvis? In the dorm? But... the DA's coming!" Nicole said, her expression fading from happy to fearful.
"Elvis! Hide!" Zoey said, and Elvis scurried over to his hiding place underneath Dana's bed. Sure enough, the DA came in just moments after.
"Hey there, Coco!" Chase said happily.
"Hi," Coco said monotonously. She opened her mouth to speak, but paused. She froze for a few seconds, and then sniffed the air. "What's that smell?" Zoey's face filled with fear.
"W..what smell?" Nicole asked sharply.
"It smells like..." Coco froze when she looked under Dana's bed. "Is that a dog?"
"It's my favorite toy," Nicole said quickly.
"It just blinked," Coco scowled."You have a dog in here?" Zoey looked at Chase, who looked back at Zoey. They were scared. "You know the PCA rule," Coco said sassily, walking over to Elvis, "No dogs aloud." She finished her sentence firmly, picking up Elvis. Nicole gasped. "You've broken this rule twice! One more time, and your parents will find out about this." Zoey frowned as Coco left the room.
"Elvis..." Chase said faintly. Nicole and Zoey exchanged looks.
