A/N 3 chapters in 3 days.w00t!

Disclaimer: If I could say "I don't own Zoey 101" in Japanese, I would. I mean it!

Thus Far in the story: Logan and Zoey and have a little chat. Buuuut, its not Logan confessing his love for Zoey… But for Dana! Later on Dana and Logan are thisclose (intended) to kissing, when Zoey catches them. While shooting hoops and going over her feelings, Dana and Logan have a lesson in a shooting and a very tender moment. When Chase and Nicole find out, they're sworn to total secrecy. After some serious thinking, Dana goes after Logan in the pouring rain. Well, you know the rest!

"I wonder were Dana is," Nicole pondered. She was brushing her hair cross legged on her bed. Zoey was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

"Give 'er a break," Zoey said, rinsing off her toothbrush, "She and Logan have a some stuff to sort out."

The girls heard talking outside of their door. They shared a worried glance and then slowly tip-toed over to the door.

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Logan said, "Room 101."

"Um, yeah," Dana replied. There was silence.

"Da, what does this mean," Logan asked, staring at the ground, "Does this mean. That we're dating?

"I don't know. I really really REALLY like you and when we kiss….. But, I can't imagine us going out. Being a couple, holding hands, going on dates."

"I know… neither can I," Logan admitted, "So, maybe we can…."

"Just be people who sometimes kiss in the rain," Dana finished.

"So.. Until it rains?" Logan said, as if to signal the end of the conversation.

"Until it rains."

"You know Dana," Logan added, " If you ever want to pretend that its raining, you know were to find my."

"Beat it Logan," Dana said. They returned to their demeanor of pure hatred. Slipping into their old stubborn skin.

Dana opened the door, pushing her roommates onto the ground. "What the heck!" Dan said accusingly.

"We thought….you were,um," Nicole stammered.

"… A burglar," Zoey finished.

"Yeah okey," Dana scoffed. Going over to her dresser, she grabbed a pair of pajamas and quickly changed into them, throwing her old clothes into the hamper, using her newly "acquired" skills at basketball.

"So.." Nicole said, "Are you and Logan going out?"

"Didn't you hear everything," Dana countered.

"I wanna hear it from YOU," Nicole said.

"Please?" Zoey begged.

"Grr, fine! Okey, since neither of us can see us going out, we are friends, or enemies, who have decided to kiss whenever it rains."

"That's weird," Nicole scoffed.

" Its romantic.." Zoey offered.

"But WEIRD," Nicole finished.

"Wait," asked Zoey, "Did you guys….kiss?"

"Yeah," Dana answered, "It felt like… rightness. Like it was totally cool. When no one's around, we're okey."

"That sounds really cool Dana," Zoey said, her sisterly instincts kicking in, " I'm happy for you."

Logan jogged through the rain. He was totally confused, and yet releived. Even though he liked Dana, he was afraid of giving up his Playboy demeanor. But since they decided that they weren't going out, he didn't. After he had finished his rounds, he quickly headed towards his dorm.

"How was your 'date' with Dana?" Chase asked as Logan came through the door.

" Thats for me to know," Logan said with a smirk.

"So are you dating," Micheal asked, looking up from his homework.

"No," Logan said, switching on the T.V, "She said I was just way to hot to keep to herself. She thinks its fine if I date other girls." It hurt that he had to lie about him and Dana, but he knew she would freak if he told anyone that she really liked him.

"Go to bed," their dorm advisor called from the hall.

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"Dana!' Zoey called, "Wake-up!"

Dana raised her eye-lids to see that the clock read 8:20. "Ack!" Dana yelped, "Zoey! We're totally late!"

"No we aren't," Zoey sighed, "They had to cancel class because of the senior prank, so we get the day off while they clean out all the shaving cream, anchovies and garbageg from the classrooms."

"Eew," Dana scoffed. She looked out the window and saw the sun shining and birds singing and that the early Calafornian sun had already dried up the puddles and muds from yesterdays rain shower. " I think I'll go surfing!"

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Logan threw his towel and shirt to the ground and began to ru towards the water, surf board held over his head, poised to hit the perfect wave already forming. As he hit the water he stopped dead. Already riding HIS wave was a girl on a bright blue surf board. Her hair was in braids and he only got a glimpse of her before she dissappeared into the cresting wave.

"Yeah!" someone cheered from behind him.

"Who is that?" he whispered. But when his unknown surfer girl came up for air, her hair was covering her face so he couldnt quite tell who it was. She was tan and had soft muscles running along her arm. She wore board shorts and a tank toppy bathing suit (probably to avoid a rash from the surf board on her stomach). she rode every wave even better than Logan. He was in love from the first wave.

Around noon, everyone cleared the beach for lunch and Logan was left alone with his mystery surfer girl. At last, the two simetaniously abandoned the surf and began to head up the beach towards the cafeteria. While she was looking the other way, he sidled next to her. "Hey," he said, "You're pretty good. My name is Logan."

"I know that," the girl said, turning to look at him. It was Dana.

"Oh, I thought!" Logan stuttered, "Dana? You surf? Aren't you an East Coast Girl?"

"East Coast, not an airplanaphobic."

"Soooo, hi," he said, laying down his surf board on the sand and taking a seat on it.

"Hi," Dana said, sticking her surfboard in the sand and taking a seat next to him. He leaned in to kiss her, wrapping an arm around her neck, his eyes closed. They got closer and closer. Their hearts beat faster as their lips neared. As Logan's lips brushed up against hers she pulled away.

"What Dana," he said confused.

"Logan.. I can't," she said rubbing her forehead.

"Why? Because it isnt raining... jeez Dana, taht was just a stupid thing we promised! Its not like-"

"NO Logan, its not that..."

"What? Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No.."

"Then what? What could it possibly be that would make you, the hottest girl i know, not wnat to make out with me the-" HE was interrupted by her slapping her hand over his mouth. She smelled like salt and green apples.

"Let me talk! I told you last night, I can't imagine going out with you because... I'm not allowed." She let her hand drift away from his mouth and let it settle on her knee.

"What?' Logan said baffled.

"I wasn't supposed to have them in the first place. But everyone had a boyfriend and I wanted one too so I started to see one secretly. One day, my Mom walked on me and my ex-boyfriend Miles kissing. She told me I couldn't have a boyfriend until I was 15. I have a year to go. THATS why I can't go out with you. I need my mom's trust way more than I need 10 minute make-out sessions."

"You can make out for 10 minutes straight?"

"Logan," she yelled, slapping him on the arm, "Your missing the point!"

"O.k, o.k," Logan said, fending off her slaps, "So no going out until you're 15. I can deal."

She kissed him on the cheek and smiled. "i knew you would understand.

She smiled, Logan thought, She actually smiled.

A/N SO! I just got braces. That being said, if you have any advice and you happen to be reviewing, please pass it on, lest I go crazy from hurt.