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Chapter 9- Take me away

"Zoey! Where were you!" Dana exclaimed answering the door in a tee-shirt and panties.

Zoey looked back at her surprised.

Dana shrugged, "I was still getting ready,"

Zoey nodded, "I had a rough night."

"Yeah Dana! Looking foxy!" Some random guy yelled.

Dana pushed Zoey out of the way, "Shut up!"

Zoey pulled her disheveled hair out of her face. Dana usually accepted comments like candy on Halloween. She was in a bad mood, and it was probably Logan's fault.

Dana focused her attention back to Zoey, "Zoey, you look like you were in a war. I hope you're not going to class like that."

"I'm not going to class." Zoey whined falling onto her bed.

Dana closed the door, "What? I cannot believe this. Is goody goody two shoes, Zoey Brooks going to play hookey?"

"I am not a goody goody two shoes," Zoey replied resting her head against her pillow.

Dana pulled on some pants, "Are you going to at least shower."

Zoey looked up at Dana slightly irritated, "This guy stole my purse yesterday, and then punched Chase in the face when he tried to get it back."

Dana stared back at Zoey in amazement, "That sounds like my soaps."

Zoey groaned, "I felt like I was in a soap opera."

Dana reached for some hoop earrings. "Well, I am glad you are okay."

"Thanks Dana," Zoey said closing her eyes.

"Logan, is going down." Dana said quickly.

Zoey reopened her eyes. "What did Logan do this time?"

"Let me tell you, what that twisted, all about me, ugly, two faced little rat did to me!"

Zoey forced herself to sit up even though her body was telling her to lay back down.

Dana walked over to Zoey, and bounced down on her bed.

"Dana, please," Zoey groaned.

"Oh sorry. Logan kissed my best-friend! Well my ex-best friend that heffa is out in the cold. Because she is no longer my friend."

"She kissed Logan?" Zoey asked in disbelief.

Dana nodded pounding her fists together. "Ohh, they make me so mad!"

"Revenge isn't the an…" Zoey started.

"No," Dana said shaking her hand. "If I wanted to get revenge then I would get Charlie on Logan. But I don't want him to die, so I am just going to make him feel some pain."

"You should talk to…"

"Talking doesn't work. Zoey, you give advice in the newspaper, I expect better from you."

Zoey shook her head, "Okay, goodnight. I am going to sleep."

"So, how is Chase?"

Zoey nodded, "He is okay. His eye is purple now, and we had to go to the nurse as soon as we got back. She said he would be fine."

"Good, Sawyer was looking for you yesterday like he owned you."

Zoey sat up, "Was he?"

Dana narrowed her eyes at Zoey, "I thought you were tired?"

"I am," Zoey said laying back down.

Dana raised her chin in disbelief, "Zoey, you are playing a sneaky game."

Zoey kicked her shoes off, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You are playing those boys hot and cold."

"No, I'm not," Zoey said turning around to face the wall.

"Don't admit it Zoey, but I know your game. Do you have any idea which one you want."

"None, where is Nicole?"

Dana sighed, "Sawyer is hotter, but Chase is sensitive. Which is kind of cute…for you."

"Dana!" Zoey growled.

"What," Dana complained.

"I don't like either of them,"

"Denial is a psychological coping mechanism." Dana replied.

Zoey remained silent.

"Okay, have a good day playing hookey. If I see Sawyer then I'll give him a kiss for you."

"Dana!" Zoey exclaimed.

"Chill, I'm leaving. Bye."

"Bye," Zoey said closing her eyes.

"Woah, what happened to your face!" Michael exclaimed touching Chase's bruise.

"Oww!" Chase yelled pulling Michael's hand away.

"Your face looks a hot mess."

Chase walked over to his bed and placed the bag of ice against his swollen eye. "I got socked in the face by a homeless guy."

"And you didn't try to defend yourself Rocky?"

Chase removed the bag of ice from his eye and stared back at Michael in disbelief. "This guy was too fast, and after he socked me he ran."

"Like a punk." Michael said shaking his head.

Chase winced. He was glad that guy ran away or he could've done more serious damage. Chase opened his mouth and rotated his jaw around. Everything hurt.

"Was Zoey hurt?"

"No she's fine." Chase said.

"Well, I'm glad you are okay." Michael patted Chase on the back.

Chase inhaled Michael's cologne, "What's that smell? It's smells good."

Michael stepped back, "Quinn said it was only supposed to work on girls!"

Chase stared back at Michael in confusion, "What are you talking about? I'm not falling in love with you, I am just telling you as your best friend that you smell good."

"Thanks," Michael nodded in approval. "Too bad the one girl that I wanted got away, but that's okay."

Chase kicked off his shoes and turned over on his side, "You don't like Skyler anymore,"

"Nah,"

"Why not?"

"She was making out with Logan yesterday. I don't want Logan's sloppy seconds. I'll find myself another honey."

Chase closed his eyes. Honey…Zoey was his.

Michael hit Chase on the back, "You going to classes?"

"Not my first one, I'll get up at ten, because I have to quit my job."

"Oh snap, you got the job at the beach?" Michael asked.

"Well I don't know yet, but I hope so."

"You'll get it. I have faith in you." Michael grabbed his bookbag. "Peace,"

"Hey, are we still going to Walsh?" Chase asked.

"After you get your rest, by the way keep that ice on your eye, because it is the size of a baseball. If you want Zoey to be checking you out, she's going to need something prettier to look at."

Chase frowned, "But she called me her hero."

"Aww shucks," Michael grinned. "Well, I gotta go." He closed the door behind him, and then jumped back in surprise. Approximately ten girls were waiting outside his door with eager expressions on their faces.

Michael placed his hand to his chin, and nodded in approval. "Well alrighty then, what can I do you ladies for?"

"We noticed an intoxicating aroma coming from you room…" One of the girls started.

Before she could finish, one of the girls pushed her out of the way. She went flying into the wall.

Michael stepped back alarmed. He felt like he was in an AXE commercial.

"Oww Becky!" The girl screamed.

Becky stepped closer to Michael, "What are you wearing? It smells so…tantalizing."

Michael grinned, Quinn had finally done something right! Her mystery cologne was driving women crazy. Michael rubbed his hands together. I can definitely work with this.

Becky placed her hand on Michael's shoulder, "So what is the name of your cologne?"

Michael opened his mouth to speak. He glanced down the hallway at Nicole quickly approaching. Oh No, I don't want her to fall in love with me.

"Hey Michael," Nicole said softly and then walking away.

Huh? Michael thought confused. How come she wasn't affected by his new cologne.

Becky placed her hand under Michael's chin and leaned closer, "Answer my question Romeo, what is the smell…"

"Move," Skyler pushed Becky aside.

Becky glared back at Skyler as if she was about to attack.

Michael's eyes widened in excitement. Quinn gave him the hookup! Now all he needed was a recliner and a bowl of popcorn…extra buttered.

Becky scoffed, "Fine then."

"This show is over," Skyler said waving her hands.

The girls rolled their eyes and sighed loudly. Michael even heard a couple of curse words tossed in. This was crazy! He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Nope, he was awake.

Skyler leaned forward and pinched him, "Awake still."

Michael smiled, "I see,"

"I wanted to apologize about yesterday." She said.

"You should be apologizing to Dana,"

"I tried but she blocked me from her buddy list, and she's not taking my calls."

Michael still liked Skyler, but he didn't want to be with her after Logan kissed her. Logan didn't even like her, he was obviously using her.

"Well, I just wanted to apologize to you." Skyler said with a small smile.

Michael nodded, "Thanks, but you didn't do anything to me."

Skyler stared back at him in guilt, "I feel like I did though. Well I have to go or I'm going to be late."

"Okay bye,"

Skyler waved at him, "Keep on wearing that cologne, it smells really good."

Michael clenched his jaw. His mind was telling him not to fall for Skyler again, but his eyes were telling him, yes! She is hot! She's noticing you, why not.

"Hey sweet thing is that you smellin' so good?" A janitor asked pausing her mop bucket right in front of Michael.

Michael looked back at the janitor as if she was crazy, "Nah, that's not me."

The janitor leaned closer, "Then who is it sugar?"

"Um…" Michael took of running down the hallway without looking back.

Nicole applied some cream cheese onto her bagel. She was still upset about Sawyer calling Zoey. Nicole took a bite of her bagel, and then focused on her assigned reading for English. She stared back at the book in confusion, this book wasn't flowing, it made no sense.

Sawyer stepped in front of her and turned the book around the right way.

Nicole gasped.

"What? Do I have a huge pimple on my face?"

Nicole shook her head, "I just realized the book was upside down."

Sawyer smiled, "I am sorry about yesterday…I just, Forget it."

Nicole tossed down her book, and stood up, "What did I do?"

"Nothing," Sawyer said.

Nicole pouted. "Will I see you at work later today?"

Sawyer frowned, "I don't work there anymore,"

"What!"

Sawyer shrugged, "Easy come, easy go. I got fired."

Jack stepped into the lounge with Nicole and Sawyer. He pulled open his jar of olives. Nicole was so beautiful.

Quinn stepped into the lounge. She saw Sawyer, and Nicole, but they disappeared as soon as her eyes rested on Jack. "Oh, my galactic stars." She patted her pocket to make sure she had an extra can of baby food, her favorite comfort food.

Quinn walked slowly towards Jack. She eyed him with interest as he opened his can of olives. "Hey Jack,"

"Hi," He said.

Quinn smiled, "Can I have an olive?"

Jack nodded, "Sure,"

He gave Quinn an olive and she popped in into her mouth, "Are you interested in mice?"

Jack stepped back alarmed, "No, I am allergic to animals."

"Oh, well Tabby and Tamulthus wanted to meet you."

Jack raised an eyebrow, "Who are they."

"My rats,"

Jack glanced at Nicole, and then back at Quinn who was staring back at him dreamily.

"Um…I have to go."

"Bye," Quinn said waving after him. She scowled, Zoey needed to answer her e-mail promptly because she was pulling all the wrong moves with Jack.

"Ladies please!" Michael yelled running down the hallway.

Quinn, Sawyer, and Nicole turned to him in confusion.

A couple of seconds later a stampede of girls followed after him.

"What on earth?" Nicole said.

Sawyer stared back at Nicole in disbelief, "Did you just see that?"

"Uh huh?" Nicole said with wide eyes.

Sawyer placed his hand on her shoulder, "I just want to make sure I am not going crazy."

Nicole looked down at her watch. She was lost in Sawyer's eyes, but she had a class to get to. Her teacher threatened to drop her D down to an F if she missed one more class. Nicole frowned, She worked too hard for that D to let it drop now. "Sawyer, we'll talk later."

"Sure," Sawyer said still in disbelief over the parade of girls chasing after Michael.

Nicole headed off.

Sawyer shook his head. That was so crazy.

Quinn was left alone in the lounge. She was tired of being by herself. Yes she was married to science, but Benjamin Franklin, and Thomas Edison wasn't doing it for her anymore, she wanted to add Jack into the mix. Quinn pulled out her baby food.

She glanced at the container. "Yes! Llama beans and creamed spinach, my favorite!"

Sawyer knocked on Zoey's door. He fixed his hair, and then thought about what he was going to say. He plastered a big smile on his face. No too weird, she might think you're a psycho, he thought. Sawyer wiped off the smile and then put on a serious face. He knocked on the door once more. No serious wasn't going to work either, he didn't want Zoey to think he was mad at her for disappearing with Chase…even though he slightly was.

The door opened and Zoey smiled back at him.

All of Sawyer's conflicting thoughts disappeared. Now he knew what he was going to do…he was going to play it cool.

"Sawyer,"

"Zoey," He repeated.

"Do you want to come in?" She asked.

Sawyer nodded, "Sure, and why aren't you in class?"

Zoey sighed, "Long story, but I am not going today."

"Neither am I,"

"Really?" Zoey asked.

"Yeah, I have to get a job."

Zoey sat down at her computer, "What happened to your job at the Cyber Bean with Nicole?"

"I got fired,"

Zoey stared back at Sawyer in shock, "Are you serious! What happened."

Sawyer shrugged, "It's not important."

Zoey focused back on her computer screen. Poor Sawyer. She opened her e-mail, someone by the alias of mini Edison was asking for love advice. Zoey smiled. Sounds like Quinn.

"Hey Zoey, do you want to come down to the beach with me so I can look for a job?"

Zoey scowled, "I am all beached out."

"You went with Chase not me."

Zoey placed her arm around the back of her chair, "I did, but we nearly got killed yesterday."

"What happened?" Sawyer said standing up.

"This crazy man stole my purse, Chase went running after him, and then he punched Chase in the face."

Sawyer shook his head, "See if that was me, you would've got your purse back, and that guy would be the one that got socked in the face."

"Oh really?" Zoey said.

Sawyer nodded, "You would be safe on my watch. I'm from a rough neighborhood so I am used to protecting my own."

Zoey narrowed her eyes at Sawyer playfully. What did he mean, "my own"?

"What rough neighborhood are you from?" Zoey asked with amusement.

"L.A."

Zoey giggled, "Oh yeah, L.A. is real rough."

"You didn't let me finish, I was raised in Compton though," Sawyer joked.

Zoey picked up a pencil and tossed it at Sawyer, "You are such a bad liar."

"I know," Sawyer said with a laugh.

Zoey turned back to her computer and started to type a response to mini Edison.

"Zoey, please come with me." Sawyer begged.

Zoey shook her head.

"Please," Sawyer bent down on his knee next to her and brought his face really close to hers.

"Sawyer," Zoey sighed.

Sawyer pouted.

"Why do you want me to go so bad?"

"It's no fun playing hookey by myself." Sawyer reasoned.

Zoey glanced back at her computer screen, and then back at Sawyer who was looking back at her helplessly. "Okay, fine, I'll go!"

"Yeah baby!" Sawyer threw his arms around Zoey.

Zoey who was leaning backwards in her computer chair, felt the weight shift. She frantically tried to reach out for the desk, but it was out of reach. Both Sawyer and Zoey went flying backwards. The chair hit the floor, and Sawyer and Zoey fell to the floor.

Sawyer's cheeks grew red, "Sorry about that,"

"It's okay," Zoey said staring back at Sawyer.

Sawyer reached forward to gently push Zoey's hair out of her face, "You have some of the prettiest eyes I've ever seen."

"They are just brown. Boring, and dull, brown." Zoey said standing up. She held out her hand for Sawyer.

He gave her hand a gentle tug.

"Sawyer," Zoey said stumbling closer to him.

"Brown is a nice color." He placed his other hand on top of Zoey's and hoisted himself up. "Are you ready to make our getaway?"

"How are we getting there, by bus?" Zoey asked.

Sawyer shrugged, "Unless, you want to walk."

"No!" Zoey exclaimed. She grabbed the bus schedule off of the floor next to her bed. "This time I am not missing the bus."

"Not on my watch your not."

"Sawyer," Zoey said out of the blue.

"Yeah?" Sawyer asked focusing his eyes on Zoey.

"I um…forget it."

Sawyer gave her a half-smile, "Okay, if you change your mind let me know."

"Hey Charlie," Dana said kissing him.

Charlie pounded his fists onto the pinball machine. "Damn! I was so close to the high score!"

Dana shifted her purse on her shoulder, "I see that."

Charlie turned away from the machine and gave Dana his complete attention. "So what's up baby?"

Dana glanced towards the door where Logan was stepping in with some bleached blonde bimbo. She crossed her arms.

"What?" Charlie started to turn around.

Dana's eyes widened. She couldn't let Charlie see how jealous she was of Logan. With lightning fast speed, Dana placed her hands on the sides of Charlie's face and pulled him into a kiss.

Charlie smiled, "What was that for?"

Dana shrugged, "I'm making up for lost time."

Charlie pulled Dana closer, "Well we should do that more often."

Dana glanced over at Logan once more, "Charlie, I have a favor to ask you."

"Anything."

"I need you to meet me at gym today. I have a plan."

"A plan, who does it involve?"

"Logan," Dana said.

Charlie nodded with a wicked smile, "Done."