Chapter 29- 2 Sexy 4 U, Part 1

"I think it's time for a change, what do you think Chase?" Michael asked.

Chase pulled on a pair of black slacks, and a blue and white dress shirt.

"Get it now, look at you looking all GQ,"

Chase grinned, "It's a fashion show, and besides it's for charity."

"And your girl Zoey organized the whole thing."

Chase sat down on the edge of his bed to pull on his socks, "Don't forget I helped."

"Right, I guess I got to give you your credit too."

"So what were you talking about a change?" Chase asked standing up.

"The hair,"

Chase protectively placed his hand to his unruly hair. "What do you mean?"

"Today is a new day, it the marks the beginning the new you…"

"What are you talking about?" Chase asked confused.

"I was trying to make it all fancy but obviously you don't want that. Too put it simply it's time for a change."

Chase frowned, "How drastic of a change are you talking about."

"Skyler come on out."

Chase watched shocked as Skyler came out of the closet, with a pair of scissors in her hand.

Chase couldn't help but laugh, at how ridiculous this situation was. "Michael, are you kidding?"

Michael smiled, "Nah, and we just thought it would be funny to set it up like this."

Chase wiped some tears from his eyes as he continued to laugh, "How long have you been in that closet Skyler…and even more importantly what were you guys doing before I got here."

Skyler went over to Chase, and playfully hit him. "We were just talking, and we decided that you need a haircut."

"Hold on, don't I get to decide what I'm going to do with my body?"

Michael raised an eyebrow, "We're not doing anything with your body, it's your hair that we want."

Skyler playfully snipped the scissors.

Chase leaned away from her, and gave her a look as if she was crazy. "You guys are nuts, I had enough run-ins today with crazy people."

"Like who?" Michael asked.

Chase waved off Michael's question. He didn't want anyone to know about his situation with Meadow, Michael was one of his best-friends and if he told him, then Michael might come up with some crazy idea, that could end up hurting his situation. As of now, Chase planned on solving his Meadow problem on his own.

"Yohoo, earth to poofy hair," Michael yelled in Chase's ear.

"Hey!" Chase said moving away from him.

"Sorry man, but we don't have much time to sit around, The fashion show is in an hour in thirty minutes."

Chase nodded, "Okay, but I'm not shaving my head."

"Your not…well at least not bald."

"Michael, Skyler, I don't understand what shaving my head has to do with…"

"It has everything to do with your appeal," Skyler said sitting down next to Chase. "You're a very attractive guy, but…"

"But what?" Chase asked with a pout.

Skyler giggled, she pulled her long raven hair off of her shoulders, and then crossed her legs. "Your hair takes away from your looks, like it's so obvious that Zoey likes you but…"

Michael cleared his throat. "I thought we weren't going to drop the Z bomb anymore."

Chase smiled, "It's okay Skye, Zoey is still my friend and she will always be no matter what. Do you think my "bushy" hair is what helped to maintain my friend status?"

"Big possibility," Michael said with a nod.

Skyler snipped the scissors once more close to Chase's hair.

Chase thought it over, "I don't know, I've become so attached to my hair."

"Your hair's been like that since you were fourteen…we're sixteen now, I really think it's time for a change."

Skyler placed her hand on Chase's shoulder, "And if it's not for you, then do it for the girl's. Remember that Hot Guys list…a couple weeks ago?"

Chase smiled. He had almost forgotten about the list that he had changed a while back in order to get Zoey's attention.

"Yeah, what about it?" He asked.

"Each month a new list comes out…on the girls bathroom."

"That's ghetto, you'll can't at least put it in a notebook or something." Michael commented.

Skyler picked up Chase's pillow and tossed it at him. "Boy if you don't stop."

Michael grinned, and then playfully tossed the pillow back at her.

"You're going to mess up my hair!" She squealed.

Chase could tell that they were flirting, they obviously liked each other.

"Anyways, Chase a new look that you introduce at the fashion show/charity event could be just the thing to put you on the map." Skyler explained.

Chase thought it over. His hair, did he really want to chop it off. Was he really ready for that? And most importantly how would Zoey react.

"C'mon Chase, if we don't do this now, then you might lose your chance…" Skyler leaned forward to add an air of drama, "Forever,"

Chase smiled nervously, "I guess so,"

Skyler threw her hands up in the air, "Extreme Makeover here we go!"

Michael gave Chase the thumbs up, "Forget that, Ladies watch out because Chase Matthews is about to knock all of ya'll dead!"

Chase blushed. This "makeover" could turn out two ways, either as a welcome change that would draw positive attention, or else a big joke that could blow up in his face. With Meadow threatening to sabotage him, the last thing he needed was something else to worry about.

Zoey puckered her lips out, and applied some shimmering pink gloss onto her lips.

Nicole slipped on her boots, "I love that lip gloss, it's so sparkly and pretty." She turned on the radio.

Zoey turned around to face her, "We have to go soon."

Nicole turned up the radio full blast, "I hope my honey is there."

"Jordan?" Zoey asked.

Nicole nodded excitedly, "Yes,"

Zoey reached for some hoop earrings, "He should be there…oh, and Nicole I was thinking about adding a little something to the show at the end."

"Okay," Nicole said reaching for her brush. "1…2…3,"

Zoey turned to Nicole and watched her as she brushed her hair while she counted, "50 brushes right,"

Nicole nodded, "Yep,"

"I was thinking maybe you and the guy you're modeling with tonight could jump in the pool at the end,"

"Oh gosh, in order for me to jump in the pool, I might need to have Jordan on hand."

"You just might get your wish,"

Nicole squealed, "No way,"

Zoey smiled back at her, "You never know,"

Nicole jumped up, and latched onto Zoey's arm. "Zo, did you talk to him?"

"He talked to me,"

Nicole's mouth dropped open, "And he asked to model with ME?"

Zoey reached for her make-up bag, "I dunno,"

"Zoey, you're killing me!"

"Okay, he did!"

Nicole placed her hand to her heart, and fell backwards onto her bed. She came short however, and slammed onto the floor. "Oww,"

Zoey placed her hand over her mouth, so she wouldn't laugh out loud. "Are you okay Nic?"

Nicole sat up, "Yeah," She then glanced over at her Jordan screensaver.

"How's Jack doing?"

Nicole slowly stood up, "He's good, he had to go to his mom's funeral, Quinn went with him."

"Quinn and Jack compliment each other nicely, I'm so glad they're together."

"Me too," Nicole replied. "Oh, and about the jumping into the pool thing, if Jordy is by my side then yeah I'll do it,"

"Is Jordy your new name for him?"

Nicole nodded, "Yeah, he's my Jordy,"

"I thought of a new nickname for Sawyer, it's really corny…but from now on I'm going to call him Angel."

"He has the face of an Angel," Nicole added.

Zoey playfully narrowed her eyes at Nicole.

Nicole giggled, "I got the hint, he's all yours and no one else's. I wish I could say the same thing about Jordy but…"

"After the fashion show, I'm going to start back up my advice column,"

"Really?"

Zoey nodded, "Yeah, Meadow is not taking my column."

"Thanks for coming with me Quinn," Jack said turning to face her.

Quinn nodded, "No problem Jack," She reached out for his hand.

Jack smiled back at her, and then rested his head on her shoulder.

Quinn closed her eyes. There was no place she would rather be than with Jack, even if it meant being at a funeral. "Hey Jack, I've been working on this cloning experiment."

Jack raised his head for a second, "You're not suggesting cloning my mom are you."

Maybe that was a bad idea. "I no, of course not cupcake, I meant cloning um…sheep."

"Kind of like Dolly?"

Quinn nodded, "Yeah,"

"Cool, I guess,"

Quinn reached for his hand, "I'm not going to bore you with my mad scientist routine."

"It's never boring…just a little eccentric sometimes, but that's okay."

"You're the only one that understands me," Quinn replied.

Jack turned around to glance at his father, and his father's girlfriend, who was named Elizabeth. They were talking low to one another. If Quinn didn't come then Jack wouldn't have anyone to lean on, but he had her.

"We are joined here today to celebrate the life of Julie McGuire," Father Killigan said standing up in front of the church.

"Are you okay?" Quinn whispered.

"Yeah,"

Quinn watched Jack for a couple seconds longer as he focused on Father Killigan. She really liked Jack, and surprisingly she liked him more than science.

Nicole opened the door for Jordan.

She was speechless for a second.

"Hey," He said.

Nicole flipped her hair off her shoulders, trying to appear cute, and then remembered that Jordan was into politics, and adult issues.

"You look nice," He said flashing her a warm smile that showed off his dimples.

Nicole felt her heart melt. "You look nice too, I like your shirt."

"Thanks, it's going to be coming off later though."

Nicole's eyes widened. She felt her cheeks grow warm, and her mind was starting to race at the imagery of seeing Jordan shirtless.

Jordan grinned, "I mean I'm taking it off for the show…well, not all the way off, but you got the idea."

"Yeah, I got it." Nicole said looking away.

"Do you want to head over to the modeling show area, and get ready?"

"Um…sure, Zoey…" Nicole turned around to face Zoey, who was spraying on her favorite perfume.

"Yeah, oh hey Jordan."

Jordan waved at her.

"Jordan, and I are going to head over to the pool, so we can get changed and everything." Nicole replied.

Zoey nodded, "Okay, I'll see you guys there."

Nicole closed the door behind her. "Okay, so are you ready for this?"

"I'm used to runways, and…" Jordan paused.

"What, I know about your modeling, it's nothing to be ashamed about." Nicole said elbowing him gently. "Besides you can brag all you want, I have a thing for male models,"

"Really?" Jordan asked

Nicole nodded, "Yeah,"

Nicole was trying to flirt with Jordan, but she didn't want to make it too obvious, she just wanted him to know that she thought he was cute…at least that.

"By the way I liked your screensaver," He replied.

Nicole's mouth dropped open. She had completely forgotten about her screensaver! She shook her head.

Jordan reached for her hand.

Nicole held her breath. Did she write "I love Jordan" recently?

Jordan let go of her hand, "Damn,"

Logan was supposed to go home this weekend, but he decided to stay. All night he had played his fight with Dana over and over in his head. He had called her a bitch, and he wished he could take it back, but then again she called him gay, so there was no need to apologize.

Logan looked around the pool area. Chairs were set up around the walkway, which was a good size, that ended right at the edge of the pool. PCA looked like they spent more money organizing this show than they were going to bring in for charity. Logan leaned against the wall. He wanted to talk to Dana, and work things out. It was a given that they would probably fight again soon, but maybe she was right. He placed his hands to his strategically styled hair. Charlie did just die, and while Logan saw Charlie's death as an opportunity to get his girl, Dana took Charlie's death kind of hard. Logan sighed as he looked down at his Rolex watch. He tried to push Charlie out of his head, but it wasn't working. Dana had to see something inside of him that no one else saw.

"Hey Dana," A girl said.

Logan looked up, and watched as Dana waved at some random girl and then disappeared into the back. He got up, and pushed some people out of his way so he could follow after her.

Dana stepped into a building close by, she was walking fast.

Logan slipped into the door, and opened his mouth to call out her name, and then stopped. If Dana was still in a bad mood she might call him gay again, and he didn't want the ladies to hear that.

Dana stepped into the girls' locker room.

Logan looked around. He was going to talk to her whether she was in there by herself or not. Once he realized no one else was around, he slipped inside. The locker room was quiet, and Dana seemed to be the only one in there.

He peeked around the corner and watched as Dana sat down her bag, and then pulled off her shirt to reveal a bikini. He should just talk to her and get out. Logan opened his mouth to speak, and the paused. He felt bad, but he wanted to see more…at least the bikini bottoms.

Dana turned around, she gasped, "What are you doing in here!"

Logan's eyes widened, "Um…I,"

Dana walked over to Logan and slammed him against the wall. "Get out of here pervert!"

"Damn woman, I just wanted to talk,"

"To talk about you!"

Logan placed his hands around Dana's wrists, "Yeah…I mean No,"

"BS," She growled.

"I just wanted to tell you that I…"

"You what?"

"I…I'm modeling with you,"

Dana let him go, "No you're not."

"Yeah, I am…I talked to Zoey, and she replaced the guy you were supposed to work with last minute because some people dropped out."

"So, I'll switch with another girl and get their guy, anybody but you,"

"Why are you avoiding me?" Logan asked.

"Look at you, you're a nuisance, everywhere I turn you're there…for example, I'm in the girls' locker room, and guess where you're at."

"The Girls' locker room,"

Dana nodded, "Let me out, move out of my way."

"You don't want to talk?"

"Talk about what?" She growled.

"You, me, what could be, what we could make it," Logan said smiling confidentially, and completely forgetting why he had came in the first place.

Dana pushed him out of the way, "Move,"

Outside of the locker room, the last janitor flipped off the light switch in the building. It was finally closing time, and he was ready to go. The bathrooms were cleaned. He locked the boys locker room first, and then the girls. He was too tired to look, besides he was pretty sure everyone was outside at the show, or else using the other building adjacent to this one where the bathrooms and locker rooms were set up for use. He let out a whistle as he strolled out of the dark hallway, and then he closed the door behind him, and locked it as he stepped out into the night.

"Shut up!" Dana screamed.

"No you, look what I get for trying to be nice to you,"

"Oh please, you're not doing anyone any favors!"

Logan yawned, "Let's just get this fashion show over with, after that, I can finally be finished with you."

Dana rolled her eyes, "Logan, you try and act like you're god's gift to women…"

"I must be because Kate told me the same thing,"

"Oh, just move," Dana pushed Logan out of the way, and then tried to push the door open. Déjà vu from being stuck in the closet at Saturday School with Logan crept into her mind. Not again!

"Open the door, if you want to get out," Logan said placing his hand against the wall.

Dana groaned, "I can't because we're locked in. Damn it!"

Zoey looked around for everyone.

"The show's going to start in ten minutes, Everyone get ready," She replied. She was so nervous, and jittery. "Hey, has anyone seen Chase, Michael, Skyler, Dana and Logan?"

"Here's Chase,"

Zoey turned around, and then gasped once she laid eyes on Chase. She then dropped the clipboard from her hand. "Chase, wow,"

(Hey guys, thanks so much. All of your support just makes me want to make this story longer and longer. I am glad you guys like this so far. Also I said briefly in an A/N last chapter that they were sixteen. In this story they were never fourteen, I just never decided on an age earlier on, but know I have…so they're sixteen. I hope that's okay. So I'm going to say thank you to my reviewers for taking the time out to review…

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