Chapter 21- Temperature's Rising
"Dana, you got mail," Nicole said.
Dana ran to her computer.
Nicole placed her hands on her hips and stared back at Dana, "No silly, on your bed."
Dana turned to her bed and looked at the mass of clothes in confusion, "I don't see anything."
Nicole tried on a pair of earrings, "Because it's buried underneath your gym clothes that you just tossed on your bed."
"Oh," Dana went to her bed, and tossed her gym clothes onto the floor. She found the small white note and then gave it a sniff.
Nicole raised an eyebrow, "Um…Dana, one question, whatcha doing?"
Dana smiled, "This letter isn't from Charlie."
Nicole sat down on her bed, "How do you know that?"
"Because all of Charlie's letters smell like stank cigarette smoke. This smells good…like Axe."
Nicole's eyes widened, "Oh, that means it is from a cute boy. What kind of Axe?"
Dana sniffed the letter once more, "Voodoo."
"Ohh, you better watch out for this guy. What are you waiting for! Open it."
Dana started to open the letter, and then stopped. "What if it is from a really ugly boy with yellow teeth, and greasy hair?"
"I doubt it. Open it up!" Nicole exclaimed.
Dana sighed and then opened the letter. "Dana, you got a secret admirer. It's not who you think. I consider myself handsome, and I hope you do too. But I got to tell you that I am in love with you. You won't find out who I am, and I refuse to tell. But I will tell you that I am not Logan or Charlie. Try and figure it out, and come to the student activities center later tonight and found out what I am about."
"Hmm…so it's not Logan or Charlie? I don't think I want to know anymore."
Nicole pulled her hair into a side ponytail on her right. "How does this look?"
"Retarded,"
Nicole pouted, "Harsh, I don't know what to do, Jordan is going to be here in an hour and I'm running around here looking like Shaka Zulu."
"Who is that?" Dana asked placing the note on her press.
Nicole shrugged, "Don't know…I made it up."
"You look fine, but what am I going to do? Some guy has a crush on me, and I don't know who he is. I wanted it to be…"
"Logan Reese," Nicole answered.
"No," Dana scowled in distaste. "Thank God it's not him." Dana got up, "I have a tanning appointment at Bronze and Beautiful, so I'm going to go."
(Break)
"Good job at practice today Chase," Sawyer said patting him on the back.
"Thanks Sawyer," Chase said opening his locker and pulling out his gym bag.
Sawyer pulled off his shirt, and grabbed his gym bag.
Chase frowned. This guy was so full of himself. Was it really necessary to walk shirtless back to his dorm.
"Chase, I wanted to talk to you about something…" Sawyer started.
"Great job on the field you two," Coach Miller said stepping into the locker room.
Chase and Sawyer turned to him surprised.
The door opened in the back and someone stepped out.
Coach Miller, Sawyer, and Chase turned around.
"Who's there?" He asked. He pushed Sawyer and Chase aside and then walked towards the door. "No one's here?"
"Thanks Coach, See ya Chase," Sawyer said walking out.
Chase closed his locker and then waited a couple of minutes to leave after Sawyer. As he stepped out he ran into Zoey.
"Hi Zoey,"
She waved at him, "You did so good out there on the field…you and Sawyer,"
"Thanks,"
"Sure, so do you want to come to the Cyber Bean with me and help me put the final touches on the PCA fashion show?"
"Sure, that's this week right?"
"Saturday," Zoey looked down at Chase's drenched tee-shirt, and then at his wet hair. "You want to shower first?"
Chase laughed, "That would be nice, I don't want to go into the Cyber Bean looking like swamp thing."
"Is it alright if I wait for you at your dorm?"
Chase nodded, "Of course,"
Zoey inhaled Chase's cologne again. There was something in it that was making Chase irresistible. Zoey looked down, she had to find out what that cologne really did.
Chase looked at her with an easy smile.
"Hey Chase," A couple of girls said walking by.
"Um…hey,"
"You smell sooo good," Some random girl said walking closer to him.
Zoey raised an eyebrow, "What's going on here?"
Chase grinned, "It must be the cologne,"
"Here you go Chase," A girl said throwing her bra at him.
"Woah," Chase said laughing.
"Are girls still chasing Michael like that?"
Chase placed the bra down on a garbage can, "I don't know where that's been…but girls haven't been attacking Michael since he's been with Skyler."
"Really?" Zoey asked.
Chase nodded, "Yeah,"
A girl snuck up behind Chase and smacked his butt. "Hey there cupcakes," She said.
Zoey's eyes widened, she pulled Chase close and then started to drag him away. A couple of girls were waiting outside their classrooms, looking back at Chase as if they were ready to attack.
They were looking back at him almost primitive like.
"Chase we better go,"
Chase waved at the girls, "Um…hi ladies,"
"Who is she?" some girl asked.
"My name is Zoey," Zoey replied staying as close as possible to Chase. "Don't ever use Quinn's experiments ever again."
Footsteps started to pick up behind them.
Chase turned around the girls were following after them in a single line.
"Run," Zoey said.
"I don't want to make any sudden movements,"
"Get him!" The girls yelled.
Zoey and Chase started to run.
"Where are we going?"
"To your dorm!" Zoey said through a fit of laughter.
A couple of minutes later they were inside. Chase closed his door, and then leaned against it out of breath.
Zoey sunk down on Chase's bed, "Don't wear that stuff anymore, Does Michael still wear it?"
"I don't think so,"
"But Skyler still hangs with him right?" Zoey asked.
Chase nodded, "Yeah, how come the cologne has no effect on you."
"Did you wear it for me?" Zoey asked.
Chase blushed, "No, I um…couldn't find my Fierce so I just put on some of Michael's cologne."
"Oh," Zoey stood up and reached for the bottle. "Quinn and her crazy experiments,"
"Yeah, they never work."
Zoey sighed, "Sometimes they do."
Chase raised an eyebrow, "I'm going to get showered and then we can head to the Cyber Bean."
"Okay," Zoey said.
Chase handed her the remote and then stepped out of the room. Zoey looked after Chase. She thought she had already made up her mind, but obviously she was still as clueless as ever.
(Break)
Sawyer felt so stupid for doing this. But he had to set the atmosphere for his date tonight with Zoey. He was thinking about doing the painting tonight, but then again that could wait. Tonight, he wanted to spend some alone time with Zoey.
Sawyer took out some candles and started to arrange them around his room. He brought one of the candles to his nose, Vanilla…hopefully Zoey liked vanilla. After the candles were set out, Sawyer pulled out some magnolias from a pink bag. Magnolias were Zoey's favorite flowers so they were worth his money. He placed the flowers on a table situated in the middle of his dorm, which he currently had to himself.
"Now it's time to call Zoey…" Sawyer scowled. Right she doesn't have a phone. We'll then I will go and find her.
(Break)
Zoey leaned forward. She was going out with Sawyer, but she was still battling feelings for Chase. She stood up, and walked towards the window. Zoey placed her head against the warm window sill and stared out. She didn't want to feel like this anymore. She was tired of being confused.
The door opened and Chase stepped back in. He hung up his towel on the back of his door, and stashed his shower gel, and other accessories back in his draw. He then turned to Zoey. "You don't know how good that shower felt,"
"After soccer, I'm sure it felt nice." Zoey said.
"Are you ready to go to the Cyber Bean?" He asked.
"Yes,"
"Thanks for the bracelet, I think it really did give me some good luck." Chase said taking the bracelet from around his wrist. He then reached for Zoey's hand and placed it in her hand.
"Thanks Chase,"
Chase closed the bracelet inside of Zoey's hands, and then smiled back at her. "Let's go."
"Chase,"
"Yeah?" Chase asked.
"I am dating Sawyer,"
Chase blinked once and then twice. "You are?" He said in a low voice.
It felt as if all of the tension Zoey was holding inside of her was being released.
"Yes, Chase,"
"Well that's okay…I'm really happy for you. I mean I know he liked you a lot…and you liked him too." Chase turned away from Zoey. He wanted to be a good friend, and put his feelings for her aside. But it was hard masking the hurt and anger he was feeling right now.
"Chase, I'm telling you because…" Zoey looked down.
Chase turned around to face her, "Why are you telling me?"
Zoey's eyebrows furrowed low over her eyes.
"I'm telling you because I still love you."
Chase clenched his jaw. He looked away from Zoey and then shook his head. "Obviously you don't…because you're with Sawyer."
Tears started to sting Zoey's eyes. Why was she crying?
Chase's face softened, and he slowly inched closer to her. Even though she was with Sawyer…he hated seeing her cry.
"Sorry, I am such a baby." Zoey cried.
Chase pulled Zoey into his arms.
Zoey rested her head on Chase's shoulders. This was so wrong. Why was she doing this?
Chase rested his head on top of Zoey's and then ran his hands through her hair. "If you want to be with Sawyer, then I am fine with that…I'll be your friend no matter what."
"It's not that simple Sawyer…I mean Chase," Zoey shook her head, and tried to pull out of Chase's arms, but Chase refused to let her go.
"Zoey, it's no secret that I like you too, but I will move on…"
"But I can't…I thought dating Sawyer would solve this problem, but it's just making it worse. I can't kiss Sawyer without thinking about you…and…"
Chase stroked Zoey's face, "I'm nothing special."
"Yes you are," Zoey said wiping at the tears spilling down her cheeks.
Chase wiped at her tears. "You choose Sawyer for a reason, and I know why you're crying…and it's because you don't want to hurt me, but I'm fine."
Zoey slowly pulled away from Chase, "Maybe I should plan the fashion show by myself."
Chase reached for Zoey's hands. "Zoey…"
"Chase let me go…I need to be by myself…I need to think."
"You can't plan the fashion show by yourself, it's too much," Chase said.
Zoey tried not to look into Chase's eyes, Maybe it was Quinn's cologne, which she could still smell on him, or maybe it was the fact that she told him about Sawyer.
"Chase, you should just let me go, I don't want to hurt you anymore than I already have. It's like I can't control…"
Chase silenced Zoey by placing his hand to her mouth. He quickly pulled it back seconds later, "I'm sorry…"
"Don't apologize," Zoey said with flushed cheeks.
"I'm here to be your friend, and stand by you no matter what," Chase looked down. He was going to have to kick himself for saying this later. "Sawyer is a good guy…"
Zoey wiped the last of her tears away. "I can't do it,"
"What do you mean?" Chase asked.
"I thought I made the right choice, but I…" Zoey grabbed her purse,
Chase stared after her confused, "Zoey…wait?"
"I have to make things right," She said.
"What do you mean?" Chase asked reaching for her arm.
"I don't deserve you or Sawyer," Zoey reached for Chase's hand and gently eased it off of her arm. "Bye Chase,"
(Break)
"Hey Nicole," Jordan said.
Nicole smiled back at him, "Jordan you look very nice."
He handed her a magazine.
"What's this?" Nicole asked.
"Teen Vogue, it's one of the magazine's you picked out earlier."
"Oh," Nicole tossed the magazine carelessly onto her bed.
"What do you think about the Debate team?" Jordan asked as Nicole closed the door behind her.
"Debate?" Nicole asked.
Jordan nodded, "Yeah, like arguing against other schools, hearing cases, and proving your point."
Nicole frowned. The debate team sounded boring, dull, and useless.
"I'm in it." Jordan said.
"I love the Debate Team," Nicole gushed.
"Would you think about joining? We need a couple more girls and…"
"Yes," Nicole said quickly.
"Great," Jordan wrapped an arm around Nicole and gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze.
Nicole rested her head on Jordan's shoulder, and then closed her eyes. Before the end of this year Jordan was going to be her guy.
"Step aside," Some girl said.
Nicole's eyes widened as she felt some girl pushing her away from Jordan. "Excuse me," Nicole complained. She stared back at three girls in surprise.
Jordan blushed, "I'm sorry Nicole, these are my friends on the debate team."
Nicole frowned. Well she didn't have that much competition. Not one of the three girls in front of her were cute. Well at least not like her.
"Nicole, this is Jackie, Jade, and Janet." Jordan introduced.
Nicole gave them all a half-spirited wave.
The girl that Jordan had introduced as Jackie stepped up, "We are also known as the Jordan-letes, we are his biggest fan club, and there is no one in this school that likes him more than we do."
Nicole placed her hand on her hip, "Are you sure about that?"
Jordan cast his gray eyes on Nicole.
"I mean…how do you guys know that for sure?" She stuttered.
"We just do," Jade spoke up.
"Well ladies, Nicole is going to help me get caught up with my school work." Jordan said.
Nicole tried to ignore the persistent stare from the three girls.
"Where are you going with her?" Janet asked.
Jordan raised an eyebrow, "Somewhere to eat, C'mon Nicole,"
Jordan placed his hand on Nicole's lower back, and guided her away from the "Jordan-letes"
Weirdos, Nicole thought to herself.
"You know the Sade Hawkins dance is coming up." Jordan said opening the door for Nicole.
"Isn't that the dance where the girls ask guys?"
"Yeah," Jordan answered. "Do you have a guy in mind?"
Nicole tried to push the extremely odd, "Jordan-letes" out of her head. "Actually I do."
(Break)
Chase knocked on Quinn's door.
Quinn opened the door partially, "Yes Chase, make it quick because I am engrossed in a new experiment."
Chase gave her an odd look and then handed her the cologne, "Thanks Quinn."
"No refunds,"
"It was free." Chase said.
"Oh yeah, hurry up."
"I don't get this cologne. I put some on and thousands of girls were chasing after me, but Zoey…"
Quinn stepped outside, "Zoey feels strongly for you."
"Huh?" Chase asked.
Quinn adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, "When a girl feels as strongly for you as Zoey does…then cologne doesn't have as strong of an effect, it just serves to intensify feelings that already exist."
"Well I don't want to play with her emotions,"
"Okay, well if you don't mind I have to fix Jack," Quinn said.
"What do you mean fix him?" Chase asked.
"His mom died, and he is having trouble letting go, so I want to help him."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Chase said in a low voice.
"Me too," Quinn grabbed the cologne and then disappeared back inside her dorm.
Chase stared back at Quinn's closed door. From now on he was going to back off, It was going to be hard…but he had to do it for Zoey.
(Break)
"Hey Sunshine," Sawyer said picking up Zoey in his arms and swinging her around with ease.
Zoey wrapped her arms around Sawyer and then let him go as soon as he let her down.
"I was looking all over for you," He said.
"You were?" Zoey said in a small voice.
Sawyer nodded, "Yeah,"
He opened the door to his dorm, "I got a little surprise for you,"
"You do?" Zoey asked fidgeting with her hands.
Sawyer reached for Zoey's hand and pulled him into his room.
Zoey placed her hand to her mouth. "Sawyer…"
"I know I am breaking a thousand PCA rules with all these candles but I'm a guy so my room might smell a little funky."
Zoey smiled for the first time in a while. "Well it definitely doesn't now. Sawyer, wow, why did you…"
"And these are for you." Sawyer reached for the magnolias on his table and then handed it to her.
"Sawyer," Zoey said.
"What, can't a guy spoil his girlfriend now and then?" Sawyer teased.
"I guess so," Zoey said filled with guilt.
"Can I see one?" He asked.
"Um…sure," Zoey handed Sawyer one of the magnolias.
He broke the flower apart from the stem, and then placed it behind Zoey's ear.
"Now that's pretty." He said.
Zoey's cheeks started to grow red. She was in a triangle that she didn't know how to get out of.
"Dinner should be here soon."
"There's dinner too?" Zoey asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, it would probably be better if I cooked, but I am such a tool in the kitchen."
"That's okay," Zoey sat down on Sawyer's bed. "So what did you order?"
"Moroccan,"
"Ohh, I never had Moroccan before," Zoey replied.
"I haven't either so we can try it together," Sawyer sat down next to her. He playfully bumped into her.
Zoey looked up from a spot on the carpet. "Yeah,"
"What's wrong?"
"Me," Zoey said quietly.
"There is nothing wrong with you."
"Sawyer, I still like Chase,"
"I know that," He responded.
"You do?" Zoey asked in confusion.
"Yeah, I am a little jealous but I don't expect you to get over him just like that. Chase is your best-friend, and I am somewhere in between that…so I guess I have to deal with it." Sawyer leaned forward to blow in Zoey's ear.
"Eww, Sawyer what are you doing?" Zoey said with a smile.
"Trying to show you that I'm fine, with your feelings for Chase, as long as your don't act on them."
"I wouldn't do that, I may be confused, but I would never cheat on you."
"I know," Sawyer turned Zoey's face to his. "I wanted to do this all day,"
"What kiss me?"
"Yeah," Sawyer leaned forward and kissed Zoey.
"Your really okay with this…"
"Let's not talk about it anymore," Sawyer whispered in Zoey's ear, and then trailed kisses along her cheek and back towards her mouth.
(Break)
Dana came out of the tanning beds with a towel wrapped around her waist. She was about to get dressed, but then she decided to head to the sauna. If Bronze and Beautiful charged her membership for the other facilities why not use them. Dana opened the door to the sauna. She smiled it was nice and toasty in here.
Dana sat down, and then turned to the door as it opened, and Logan stepped in.
Dana rolled her eyes, "You got to be kidding me,"
"I could say the same thing." Logan adjusted his towel around his waist. The knot loosened and then fell to the floor. "Shit," he mumbled.
Dana grinned. "Flashing people again?"
Logan picked up his towel, "You know you like it."
Dana raised her hand, and then turned her head, "Not really, by the way I'm lovin' your Lindsay Lohan tan."
"What do you mean?" Logan asked sitting down across from Dana and then spreading his arms out across the seat.
"You're orange,"
Logan looked down at his skin, "Your right…I'm suing them."
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, my dad has enough money."
"How petty." Dana said in distaste.
"How is that petty, I don't want to walk around PCA looking like I got a cheap spray tan, when I paid."
"You're so full of yourself,"
Logan sighed, "Is that so?"
"Yeah, and I'm going to leave. Because that ego of yours is invading my space."
"Don't be childish, stay, and talk with me."
Dana stood up, "Talk about what…you?"
Logan stood up as well, "Or we can do half and half."
"I am out of here," Dana said reaching for the door handle. She turned it, but it didn't budge. "You have got to be kidding me!"
"What baby doll?"
"Logan, shut up!" Dana screamed.
"Feisty today aren't we?" He asked.
Dana tried to open the door once more. "This is insane!"
'What?" Logan got up and walked towards the door.
"We're locked in! How does it always happen that I am locked in closed spaces with you…your trying to set me up."
Logan grinned, "A little paranoid aren't we?"
Dana pushed Logan out of the way. His towel dropped again.
Logan quickly picked it up, and then wrapped it back around his waist. "So your just giving up…just like that?"
"Leave me alone," Dana snarled.
"It's getting kind of hot in here," Logan said sitting back down.
Dana turned to him and rested her head against the wall, "How do you get locked in a place like this?"
"Destiny,"
"What?" Dana said.
Logan shrugged carelessly, "Isn't it a big coincidence that we're always stuck together…just the two of us, in unusual places."
"Not really," Dana said.
"Well I think so, Dana I want you to try out for my band."
Dana laughed, "You have a band…you got to be kidding me,"
Logan decided to ignore Dana's side comment, "Yeah, Sawyer is in it too,"
Dana held her thick hair up with her hands, "I am about to start banging on that door, it is getting way to hot in here,"
"I know," Logan watched as sweat started to fall down Dana's face.
Dana stood up and started to pace back and forth, "I'm sweating like a pig,"
"Interesting metaphor,"
"Do you even know what that word means?" Dana growled.
"No, I slept all through English." Logan said. "But anways that's not important. Try out for my band."
"What about Nicole?" Dana said walking towards the door, and then pounding against it violently.
Logan stepped back slightly scared.
Dana turned to him, "What? It's getting unbearable in here. The air is so thick,"
"Uhuh… but Nicole still owes me my money, and besides she's not as…nice looking as you."
Dana laughed, "Nice looking…what is this the Disney Channel?"
"Okay…attractive, that's all your getting from me." Logan said sitting back down.
Dana smiled, "You think I'm attractive?"
"I just said it didn't I,"
"Well I think your…attractive too…your face at least, but your stuck up personality makes you ugly."
Logan scowled, "Thanks for the compliment,"
"Anytime cutie pie,"
"Don't ever call me that again," Logan said with distaste.
A wicked smile curled on Dana's lips. Did she just discover a nickname that got under Logan's skin! Well, well, well, from now on until he stopped calling her baby doll, she had a new name for him.
"Um…cutie pie." Dana said with a laugh.
Logan stood up, "I see what your doing baby doll,"
"What's that?" Dana said crossing her arms in satisfaction.
"You're trying to beat me at my own game,"
"You like to play too many games Logan, so someone has to beat you."
Logan smiled, "And wouldn't you love to be the one. Well you know what, I can deal with cutie pie, because I know I'm cute."
"But you know what would really get under your skin." Dana said leaning closer to Logan.
Logan didn't move away. She was obviously teasing him, making him want her more. He had to stand his ground. "What?"
"If I started calling you that around Sawyer, and all your other male friends…wouldn't you just love that?"
"I'll just tell them you're my girlfriend…and that wouldn't be so bad then." Logan answered.
Dana thought it over. "What about Kate,"
Logan pretended to gag, and then remembered who he was talking too. "I mean…beautiful Kate, my baby is coming with me home this weekend."
"Is she?" Dana asked.
Logan nodded, "And were going to have lots of fun."
"Out in the dam, putting together make-shift houses and making ugly little beaver babies?"
"Hold on…my genes can flush out even the worst,"
"So your admitting that Kate's face looks like someone sat on it." Dana confirmed.
"No, your just jealous."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes, you are." Logan said.
"No, I'm not,"
"So then why are you arguing with me," He pointed out.
"No, your arguing with me."
"Why are we arguing?" Logan asked.
"I don't know?" Dana said closing her mouth.
Logan nodded, "Why do we argue so much?"
"Because…" Dana paused and looked up at him.
"Why are you with Charlie?"
Dana scowled, "Why are you talking about him?"
"Because you deserve better than him."
Dana crossed her arms, "What is this sudden change in mood. Like you care, okay Logan."
"I actually do, and he isn't right for you."
"How about you let me make that choice. And since we are on that subject, I don't think Kate is right for you."
Logan smiled to himself. "Then who is Dana, who is the right girl for me…you?"
"I…I never said that," Dana said.
Logan looked down, "Ohh,"
"It's just not Kate, okay," Dana looked down and then turned back to the door. "Somebody open this damn door, before I make sure you all lose your jobs!"
Logan scratched behind his head as he watched Dana in amusement. "Who's starting to sound like me huh?"
(Break)
Jordan pulled out Nicole's chair for her.
"Thank you," She said.
"We can study after we eat…what do you think about the beach?"
"That's a nice place to ur…study." Nicole said. Studying was not for her, but since Jordan needed some help she would make the exception. "So Jordan…do you like PCA so far?"
He nodded, "Yeah, the people are really nice."
Nicole rested her head against her cheek, and then stared back at him with a smile. "Has anyone told you you should be a model?"
Jordan smiled, "I actually was."
Nicole squealed, "Really,"
"It was nothing big, I was like in a JCPenny's catalog,"
"So," Nicole said with wide eyes.
Jordan shrugged, "I think I am going to get the shrimp and lobster pasta."
Nicole glanced down at the menu. Right, she had forgotten they were in a restaurant, because she had been so busy adoring Jordan. Nicole opened the menu. The first dish was $16.50! She didn't even make that much at the Cyber Bean…but then again she barley worked.
"What's wrong?" Jordan asked.
"This food is an arm and a leg."
"Well it will be my arm and leg because I am paying for it…well actually my parents are."
Nicole bit her lip. Why on earth couldn't she remember what she was allergic too. She started to click her tongue nervously.
The waiter approached, "Are you guys ready to order?"
Jordan smiled at Nicole you can go first.
Just looking into his grey eyes made her feel dumb and disoriented because he had that effect on her. "Uh…I'll have the shellfish, and shrimp seafood platter, with Jordan…I mean tea," Nicole looked down completely embarrassed.
Jordan grinned, "I'll have the shrimp and lobster pasta…with Nicole…I mean iced tea as well,"
Nicole blushed. Was he making fun of her?
The waiter took their menus. "I will be right back with your drinks."
"So Nicole do you want to dance?" Jordan's eyes wafted across the restaurant towards a small dance floor playing soft 80's rock.
"Um…I have two left feet." Nicole said embarrassed.
"So," Jordan got up.
Nicole nervously got up as well. "I'm going to make a fool out of myself."
"That's okay too," He held out his hand for Nicole.
Nicole took his hand and allowed him to lead her onto the dance floor.
"No one else is dancing." Nicole whispered.
"I know, most of these people are older, so of course there not going to dance."
"Are we dancing fast or…"
"Slow," Jordan answered. "Even someone with two left feet like yours can pull that off Nicole,"
"I guess so," Nicole allowed Jordan to pull her close. She smiled. Okay slow was good.
Jordan trailed his hand down Nicole's back and toward her lower back, "I'm glad I saved your life that night that I first arrived at PCA, or I probably would've never met you."
Nicole rested her chin on Jordan's shoulder, "I'm glad it was you,"
Jordan closed his eyes. He was starting to like Nicole more and more each day. Was she the right one for him?
(Break)
"The food is taking forever," Sawyer said.
"I know, but that's okay," Zoey whispered. She was still deep in thought about Sawyer and Chase but she was going to keep her feelings to herself.
Sawyer crawled up to her and then wrapped his arms around her.
Zoey smiled as he wrapped his arms protectively around her. Her eyes closed and she reached for his hand with hers.
"I can go to sleep like this," He whispered.
"Me too," Zoey turned around to face him.
Sawyer smiled, "Just so you know I don't usually do this for girls, but your special."
Zoey leaned closer to Sawyer and wrapped her arms around him. "Thanks for doing this for me."
"Thanks for choosing me," He said. Sawyer leaned forward to kiss Zoey.
Zoey returned his kiss, and then wrapped her arms tighter around Sawyer. She didn't want to let him go…and that was her problem because that was the main reason she had come over there…to break up with Sawyer.