Zoey rolled over and opened her eyes as the morning alarm went off. Why they had the alarm set for seven in the morning on a sunday, no one knows. But, the girls woke up. Zoey sat up and looked up at Nicole's bunk. Nicole was stretching and looked back at Zoey.

"Morning," Nicole said groggily.

"Yeah," Zoey said with a long yawn. She paused. "Where's Dana?" Zoey asked after looking at Dana's empty, messy bed. She looked in her bed, and Dana wasn't there either.

"She left in the middle of the night, remember? Maybe she spent the night at Quinn's," Nicole said, swinging her feet off the edge of her bed.

"Yeah, everyone wants to spend the night with Quinn and her Quinnsaine Quinventions," Zoey stated sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"Hey, I don't know where she is either, so why are you bugging me about it?" Nicole jumped off her bed and walked over to her dresser.

"Whatever. I'm gunna go over to the caf and get some food," Zoey said, grabbing her brush, "You wanna come?"

"I can't go out like this! I'll look bad in front of the boys!" Nicole replied loudly, suddenly awake.

"Well excuse me, I already have a boy, so I'll just go," Zoey said and walked out. Nicole blinked for a moment and grabbed her leaf blower. She began drying her hair.


Zoey sat down at the usual lunch table, but no one else was there, because it was breakfast time. She stuck her fork into her food and took a bite. Just then, Michael walked over. Sitting down, he stared at Zoey.

"Something's up with Chase," Michael said, in amost the exact tone Nicole had said this.

"I know, he's all depressed and what not," Zoey said, taking another bite.

"Okay, well, I've got newer news for you," Michael was surprised that Zoey already knew, thinkinghe was the only one who knew about Chase.

"Tell," Zoey said, sitting up straight.

"Okay, well, Logan's been gone the whole night," Michael said in a surprisingly casual tone.

"Really? Dana's been gone the entire night too..." Zoey's sentence didn't sound finished as a look of understanding washed over her and Michael's face. In unison, they both spoke.

"Oooohhhh!" Zoey took another bite. She looked -and felt- odd, for she was in her pajamas.

"So, where's Chase?" Zoey asked, quickly changing the subject. She wanted to know, too.

"He's in the dorm. I'd leave him alone. Chase is being real...wierd," Michael answered.

"Well, he's always 'wierd.' I'll go check on him," Zoey stood up and walked away. Michael looked glumly down at his food.


Zoey knocked cautiously on Chase's door.

"Chase? It's Zoey," she said softly. The door opened, and Chase pulled her in. He looked horrible. It was obvious that he was deprived of sleep, and he had bruises on the palms of his hands. Zoey looked at them questioningly, but Chase pulled his hands out from sight before she could so much as touch them. "Chase, what's wrong?" Chase shrugged.

"I don't know," he said, clearly upset.

"You can't be that upset and not know why," Zoey commented.

"Well, I am! I mean, I know I'm not the average guy, and, so, I guess...since I'm not average, you know..." Chase was cut off by Zoey wrapping her arms around him.

"If something's wrong, you can tell me," Zoey said, still hugging Chase.

"I'm fine. Really," Chase attempted to reassure her. She pulled away from him and stared.

"Okay," Zoey stated after a long silence, "when you're ready to talk, let me know." And with that, she left the dorm.


"Michael? Michael!" Nicole's search for Michael ended.

"Yeah?"

"Okay, I have the perfect plan," Nicole sounded jumpy.

"Perfect plan for what?" Michael asked. He hated not knowing what Nicole was saying.

"How to hook up Dana and Logan!"

"Uh... Nicole? I think you're a bit late," Michael commented.

"What do you mean?" Nicole asked Michael.

"That's what I mean," Michael pointed to Dana and Logan, who were walking in their direction, holding hands. Nicole turned around to look where Michael was pointing.

"What! But I had the perfect plan, and, but, he.. her..." Nicole couldn't find the right words to say.


Chase rolled over and fell off of his bed. With a loud Thud, he hit the ground. He didn't move. Or show pain. After falling off about ten times, He was pretty much used to it now. Sitting up, Chase looked at his closet.

Maybe it's time to leave now, Chase thought to himself. He hurried over and began changing.