Chapter 20- Object of my Affection

"Say you love me," Logan said.

Dana crossed her arms, "No,"

"You want to kiss me don't you." Logan replied.

"I would rather kiss the Principal," Dana looked away. She then looked down at her watch. "Where is he! I have a tanning appointment at three,"

Logan raised an eyebrow, "Really…do you happen to have an appointment at Bronze and Beautiful?"

Dana reached in her purse for her nail filer, "How do you know that."

"Because I'm psychic," Logan teased motioning his hand towards his brain.

"No, your just challenged," Dana commented.

Logan smiled, "Really?"

"Yes, now shut up. I'm trying to think."

"Think about what?"

"None of your business," Dana snapped.

"Me,"

"You know what, you are the most annoying, self absorbed, ignorant jerk I have seen or heard in my life!"

"Right back at you baby doll,"

Dana groaned, "This is not going to work. I'm going to kill you."

"Dangerous, should I call the police?" Logan joked.

Dana turned her nail filer towards Logan, but didn't bring it anywhere near him. "Have you ever seen CSI?"

"Yeah?" Logan said with a smirk.

"Keep it up, and you will be one of those unidentifiable corpses."

"Oh, that turns me on." Logan said playfully snatching Dana's nail filer.

"Your sick! Give me that back!" Dana screamed.

"No, you're clearly sick in the head," Logan said laughing.

"Ha, Ha, give me it back…don't make me!"

"Don't make you what…" Logan turned to Dana mockingly, "Is Dana going to lay a can of…tickle Logan until he gives back the nail filer!"

"How about we play a game of punch Logan until he bleeds,"

Logan stopped smiling, "You got some anger issues, we need to work out. Sit down and let me be your psychologist."

"Ha! You got to be kidding me!" Dana exclaimed.

Logan grabbed Dana's wrist. "I'm serious Baby Doll,"

"Stop calling me that!" Dana raised her fist and instead of punching Logan she gave him a noogie.

"Hey, Hey!" He exclaimed.

Dana threw her head back and laughed, "Who's in control now huh?"

"Me!" Logan grabbed Dana's waist and started to tickle her.

"Ahh! Stop Logan! Stop! Ha Ha," Dana was laughing so hard she couldn't even breath.

Logan got up and started to tickle her harder.

Dana swung around wildly. She was trying to tell him to stop, because she had no control over her limbs whenever she was tickled. "Stop…Ha Ha!"

Logan dodged Dana's wildly flailing arms. "Watch it girl," He then wrapped his arms completely around her waist and started to tickle her back.

"Stop! He's going to come any second!" Dana said through a wild fit of laughter.

Before Logan could give Dana a chance to breathe, her knee rose in the air and hit him in the nose.

"Oww," He groaned jerking his head back and then holding his nose.

Dana gasped, "Um…"

Blood started to come from Logan's nose. "Ahh! My nose is bleeding!"

Dana quickly grabbed some tissues from off of the Principal's desk. "Come here,"

"Stay away,"

Dana rolled her eyes, and then grabbed Logan's arm, "Don't be difficult, hold your head back."

Logan tilted his head back and Dana applied pressure to his nose. "Keep your head back,"

"Dana, do you know what a crooked nose could do to my market value?"

Dana smiled satisfied, "A crooked nose, could ruin your sexy face forever,"

A smile curled on his face, "What was that…sexy face?"

Dana rolled her eyes, "I was only kidding," She leaned closer to get a better look at Logan's nose.

Logan reached for Dana's hand. "I think it stopped."

"Are you sure?" Dana asked.

Logan nodded.

"Let me see,"

"It's fine." Logan said.

"No," Dana cupped Logan's face in her hand and leaned closer so she could see. Logan's nose did seem better.

Logan looked down at Dana's hands on his chin, and then looked back at her eyes.

"Your fixed,"

"After you tried to kill me," Logan said with a smile.

"I didn't do that on purpose," Dana said.

"So then make it better," Logan teased.

Dana let go of his face, "No are you sick in the head or something?"

"Maybe, and by the way…we both have an appointment at Bronze and Beautiful at the same time."

Dana pretended to gag, "Yuck, you go tanning."

"You know you like it,"

Dana smiled briefly and then put on her stone face. "Not really,"

Logan leaned closer to her.

"You need to chill with that,"

"Chill with what,"

"Trying to seduce me."

Logan laughed so hard he had to place his hands to his stomach.

"What?" Dana asked with a serious expression.

Logan continued to laugh.

Dana's expression hardened, "What I am a prize to any guy,"

"Yeah, okay Princess," Logan retorted.

"I am going to make your nose bleed again,"

The Principal stepped back into his office, "Okay you two that's enough."

(Break)

"What should I wear?" Nicole walked over to her radio and turned it up full blast. She then looked at her bed thoughtfully. 5 Shirts, 2 pairs of jeans, and 1 skirt waited for her to try on.

"Hmm," Nicole picked up a shirt and then the skirt. "This is it,"

Nicole got dressed hurriedly hopping around her room as she tried to multi-task. "Perfume…um, where is my brush?" Nicole looked around her usually neat side, which now looked like Dana's constant mess.

"Brush, where are you!" Nicole complained. She paused and finished putting on her skirt. "Okay," She approached her bed and started to throw all of the clothes onto the floor. "I have to look foxy tonight! I can't go on a date with Jordan looking like I got electrocuted, static go away!"

Someone knocked at the door.

Nicole calmed herself, "Um…who is it?"

"Jack,"

Nicole looked around her bed in defeat once again. "Well, I'll just use Zoey's,"

She took Zoey's brush off of her press, and then went to answer the door.

"Hey Nicole," Jack said.

He looked exhausted, dark circles were under his eyes, and his skin was unusually pale.

"Are you okay Jack?"

"Yeah, I want to help you," Jack said.

Nicole looked down, "You don't have too,"

"I need to preoccupy my thoughts…"

"How did your date with Quinn go?" Nicole cut off.

"Oh, it went good. But…"

"Do you like this outfit?" Nicole asked.

Jack looked down, "Yeah, it's really nice,"

"Sorry I kept on cutting you off, so how was your date?"

Jack sat down on Dana's bed.

Nicole shook her head, "Jack, I think your sitting on Dana's outfit for tomorrow,"

Jack quickly stood up, "Oh," He then looked down at the outfit, "It's all balled up?"

Nicole smirked, "She's a mess,"

Jack sat down on Nicole's bed, "Have you ever thought about getting away?"

"Like running away?" Nicole asked placing Zoey's brush back on her press.

Jack nodded, "Yeah,"

"Not really, why?" Nicole said.

"No reason," Jack sighed.

(Break)

"Hey Chase," Zoey said approaching Chase as he stepped out of the locker room.

"Hey," Chase said with a warm smile.

Zoey handed Chase a bracelet she had made last period. "I made you a good luck charm,"

"Oh really," Chase grinned. "At least it's blue and green…those are my favorite colors,"

"I know, I was going to make it pink and purple, but…"

"I would wear it. Good luck is all the same," Chase replied.

Zoey unclipped the bracelet and then put it in Chase's wrist, "You are going to make the team,"

"You think?"

Zoey nodded and then let go of Chase's wrist, "You got my good luck on your side,"

"Thanks Zoey," Chase said looking down at the beaded bracelet.

"Go and get em' Chase,"

"I will, cheer me on okay," He said.

Zoey patted him on the back, "Of course I will,"

"Good luck hug?" Chase asked shyly.

"Sure," Zoey hugged Chase.

Chase smiled. She always smelled good.

Zoey leaned away from Chase, "You smell really good, what is that?"

"Remember that cologne Quinn made for Michael?"

"Yeah, the one that makes girls fall in love with you?"

"Yeah, I thought it smelled fresh, and…"

"Sexy,"

Both Zoey and Chase laughed.

Zoey paused. Did she really just say that?

Chase looked down, "For once one of Quinn's experiments has normal side effects,"

"Are you sure, your not going to break out in hives or something." Zoey asked reaching for Chase's arm and inspecting it.

Chase's cheeks started to grow red.

"Does it work? I mean Nicole told me girls were chasing after Michael like hyenas after a carcass,"

Chase laughed, "Nicole said that?"

Zoey nodded, "Yeah, you know how crazy Nicole is,"

"I got to get out on the field," Chase said.

"Okay, I'll be cheering you on." Zoey said watching after Chase with growing interest. There was something about Quinn's potion. She closed her eyes, she always thought Chase was cute, but for some reason just now…he had been bumped up to irresistible.

Zoey closed her eyes. She just needed some rest, a lot of rest.

Two hands covered Zoey's eyes. "Guess who,"

"Sawyer,"

"Nope, your wrong." He said with a laugh.

"Well unless you have a twin that I don't know about," Zoey replied pulling Sawyer's hands from around her eyes. "You look cute in your little soccer uniform,"

"I want the real thing…do you like me socks?"

Zoey looked down at Sawyer's white socks with blue stripes around the edge. "Ohh, daring."

"I know," Sawyer said with a laugh.

"Coach will definitely have his eyes on you," Zoey added playfully hitting Sawyer.

"Yes!" Sawyer said exaggeratedly. "Do you got any good luck for me?"

"Like what?" Zoey asked thinking about the beaded bracelet she had made for Chase during en extreme period of boredom.

"A kiss maybe,"

"Sawyer,"

Sawyer leaned forward and kissed Zoey on the cheek, "See ya out there,"

(Break)

"Soccer isn't for the weak. If you play bad on the field you will die," Coach Miller said looking between the twenty three guys with a crazy glint in his eye.

Chase's eyes widened. Did he really want this whack job as a coach.

"Soccer is a man's sport…"

One guy raised his hand.

The coach turned to him with a twitch in his eye. "Yes?"

"Soccer is a girls' sport too." The guy said.

Chase looked down, as Coach Miller's face started to turn red.

"Get off of my field. Get off."

"But I…"

"Get off," He said.

Sawyer cleared his throat.

Coach Miller turned to him, "You got something to add?"

Sawyer looked back at him with wide eyes, "No, I um…the grass is really green."

Coach Miller raised an eyebrow, "What…"

"It's good for playing soccer even though it is a little damp…"

"Do you want to play soccer?" Coach Miller asked.

Sawyer nodded.

"Then stop talking nonsense."

Sawyer closed his mouth promptly.

"Now this is how we are going to do it. I am going to split you guys up into two groups and we are going to do a mock game."

Chase started to tune Coach Miller out as he watched Zoey sit down on the bleachers. He waved at her, and she waved back.

Sawyer's eyebrows furrowed low over his hazel eyes. He had to tell Chase that Zoey was his. It wasn't a matter of being mean, but instead a matter of interest. Zoey was his girlfriend and it was about time Chase realized that.

"You,"

Sawyer looked at Coach Miller confused. Coach Miller's eyes were cockeyed so he wasn't sure if he was looking at him or the person next to me. "Me?" Sawyer asked.

Coach Miller groaned, "Don't you see me looking at you?"

Sawyer shrugged, "I really don't know,"

The guy next to him stepped up, "I think he's talking to me,"

"No, I'm talking to the blonde kid," Coach Miller growled.

Sawyer glanced at the other kid, he was red head, so Coach must've been talking to him.

"Have you played Goalie?" Coach asked.

Sawyer nodded, "Briefly, but I am better on the field."

"Okay, move," Coach Miller said signaling for Sawyer to get out of his way.

Sawyer stepped aside slightly irritated. If he made the team he could already tell that he wasn't going to get along with this guy.

(Break)

"You both will start counseling on Monday, and it will continue for the next three weeks." The principal explained to Dana and Logan.

"Three weeks!" Dana protested.

The principal nodded, "Yes, you both are dismissed."

Dana and Logan got up.

"This is all your fault you know that," Dana growled as soon as they got out.

"Oh yeah, let's play the blame game. I don't have time for this." Logan said walking away confidentially.

"What are you doing gnawing on trees with your beaver girl Kate," Dana shot back.

"No, we'll be doing something else," Logan said with a wink.

"Your nasty," Dana snapped.

"You know you want in,"

Dana turned around and stormed away.

Logan smiled. He then reached for his cell phone, and dialed the number to Bronze and Beautiful.

"Hello, This is Bronze and Beautiful, the one stop shop for year around gorgeous tans. Sunny smiles and warm…"

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I need an appointment at three," Logan said.

"Um…that is really short…"

"I don't care fit me in," Logan ordered.

"We can't…"

"Yes, you can. My last name is Reese, and I will be expecting a bed ready for me. And it better be clean, if I get any bumps from your place then I'm suing. Bye." Logan clicked off his cell phone. Well his plans had changed for the day. Yeah, he told Kate he would take her dinner, but he could do that any other day of the week.

(Break)

"Dana," Charlie said.

Dana turned around surprised, "Charlie…"

"Hey," He silenced all of her thoughts with a kiss.

Dana looked down.

"What's wrong? Did you have a good day? Is someone bothering you?" Charlie asked.

Dana shook her head, "No I'm fine,"

"Are you sure?" Charlie asked.

Dana nodded, "Yes, I just wanted to talk to you about something."

Charlie raised an eyebrow, "It's good right?"

"We'll talk later," Dana replied. She looked at Charlie, he clenched his jaw.

"Fine, I got you something."

"Charlie, you didn't…"

"Yes, I did." He said abruptly.

Dana looked up at him surprised.

"I mean, I had some extra money so I thought I could get you something special,"

"But you don't work Charlie…where are you…"

Charlie kissed Dana once again. "What is with all of the questions?"

"You have been acting kind of weird lately."

Charlie scowled, "I'll pick you up for dinner at eight."

"Sure, whatever." Dana said walking away.

Charlie watched after Dana. His expression hardened and anger started to surge through his veins. He could already see that they were going to be a problem. Logan likes Dana and he is trying to steal her away from me. Well I'm not going to let Logan or Sawyer stand in my way. That bitch Sawyer thinks he can get away with talking back to me, no…no one talks back to me and gets away with it. I'm going to handle him as soon as he gets back from soccer practice. I'll make him wish he never opened his mouth.

Charlie smiled a wicked smile. He opened his book bag, and glanced at the black mask. One more mark on his record and he was going to get kicked out, Sawyer was going to get a special visit from him, but he didn't have to know it was him. Charlie moved the mask aside, a change of clothes…just in case anyone remembered what he was wearing…and brass knuckles. He was going to mess up Sawyer really bad, and if Logan was with him, he just might kill them both.

(Hope was here. Sorry about the hints, I just wanted to give a heads up…lol. Tinkaroo, thanks for the awesome idea. I am definitely going to use it. Jakusa that is really nice of you, and I think that you are a great writer too. Ludaverse, and Mrs.LoganReese, thanks for the support. You guys rock. Thanks everyone for the reviews…not trying to leave anybody out.)