Zoey looked over at Chase as he told her this was the last game he had money for in order to get Elvis.
"So, for a last game, how about we get a milkshake?" Zoey asked, hoping he would tell her then. Chase shrugged.
"Sure, let's go," He answered happily and recieved a big smile from Zoey. As soon as they were over there, Zoey just kept looking at Chase. "I only have enough for one," Chase said, and Zoey's smile grew wider, but she turned her head so she could hide it. Once it was gone, she turned back to him.
"That's fine," Zoey said. She knew he had more than enough for just one, and that's why she was so happy. Chase smiled back.
"So, how's your little brother?" Chase asked, trying to move the conversation along.
"Dustin is... well, to be honest... Dustin. He's still terrified of Elvis, I hope you realize," Zoey commented with a giggle.
"Yeah, Michael and I figured that out when Logan found out that his hockey gear was missing. That and, when we would get back, there would be a box of Liva Pops on the ground," Chase laughed. The waitress set the milkshake on the counter and they both drank it, so it was done pretty soon. Zoey checked her watch. "How much time do we have left?"
"Oh, two hours to six," Zoey stated casually.
"It's four? Already?" Chase was shocked that time had passed that quickly. She nodded.
"We should probably get Elvis," Zoey muttered, standing up. Chase agreed.
"Zoey, wait a second," Chase said and Zoey whirled around, fixing her gaze on him. "I'm ready to tell you." Chase could already feel the butterflies bouncing around in his stomach. Zoey didn't speak. She just smiled and nodded. "You see, I really really-" Chase was cut off by Zoey, who screeched. "What?"
"The principal! He's right there!" Zoey said, backing up quickly.
"What?" Chase repeated, louder.
"Well, he's not looking for us, he's playing a game," Zoey's words were rushed.
"So, maybe we should hurry and get Elvis before he notices we're in here!" Chase said, scrambling to his feet. Zoey nodded, yet again, and hurried out with Chase.
"Now!" Nicole shouted suddenly, causing Dana to jump out of her seat.
"Nicole?" Dana asked after catching her breath.
"Yeah?" Nicole answered.
"Shut up!" Dana shouted angrily, hurling a pillow at Nicole.
"We're tired of you saying that!" Michael added.
"Well, why don't you let me call Chase?" Nicole asked matter-of-factly. "That way, if they haven't yet, I'll be quiet. But if they have, I'll get to rub it in your faces, deal?" Dana and Michael looked at each other.
"Here," Michael said, handing Nicole his phone. Nicole snatched it out of his hands and dialed Chase's number.
"Chase?" Nicole asked after fifteen seconds of waiting. "Have you kissed her yet?" Nicole paused. "Oh. Okay. Well have you told her yet?" Another pause. "Oh." Nicole looked confused and disappointed. "Okay, sure. See you when you get back." And with that, Nicole hung up. Michael and Dana looked at her with concern.
"Did he?" Dana asked after a long silence.
"No," Nicole said quietly. Dana and Michael looked at each other, their smiles growing wider and wider by the second.
"Yes!" They both shouted at the same time and gave each other high-fives. After finishing their victory dance, they smiled and sat down next to each other, while Nicole gave them a look as if to say, "Gee, thanks a lot. That didn't make me feel bad at all!"
"We'd like to see El- I mean, that dog right there," Chase pointed at Elvis.
"This little guy came here from the Pacific Coast Academy. Some students there were keeping him in their dorm, which is against the rules. Do you two know anyone that goes there?" The clerk informed them. Zoey looked at Chase, who looked stunned.
"No, we just, wanted to look at a dog, and this one jumped out at us," Zoey said, thinking on her feet. The clerk set Elvis down next to Chase and Zoey, both of whom leaned over and pet him.
"How much does he cost?" Chase asked hopefully.
"Well, considering that he clearly isn't purebred, and isn't very obedient, I'd say only three ninety nine," The clerk stated.
"He's only four dollars?" Chase was pushing his luck.
"No, Four hundred," Chase's smile faded as he heard this.
"One moment, please," Chase said, pulling Zoey aside. "How are we supposed to pay for him? I only have one hundred dollars!" Zoey smiled and pulled out her wallet.
"Say hello to my savings," Zoey said, showing him at least forty twenty-dollar-bills.
"Wh...Where'd you get all that money?" Chase asked, amazed at how much money she had.
"Well, if you do chores for four years straight with an allowance of five dollars a week, plus money from working at a farmer's ranch, and open a kissing booth, you make a lot of money," Zoey said, and laughed afterwards. She walked back over to the counter. "We'd like to purchase this little guy," She placed the money on the counter.
"Very well, just sign these adoption papers, and you'll be all set," The clerk said. Zoey smiled in pride.
