Chapter 31- Midnight Masquerades, Part 1

Nicole rushed to get change. Her hair was still damp from jumping in the pool earlier with Jordan, but she didn't have time to blow dry. She grabbed a graphic tee, a denim skirt, and a pair of leg warmers from her closet. It wasn't too cold outside but Jordan had invited her to the movies, and it was always cold in the theater.

There was a knock at the door.

Nicole smiled, "Hold on one second," She quickly changed her clothes, and five minutes later, she opened the door for Jordan.

"Hey, are you ready?"

Nicole nodded, "Yep, you look cute."

Jordan blushed, "This old thing?"

Nicole eyes his black slacks with white stripes down the sides, and his light blue dress shirt. He had obviously tried to impress her as well. Nicole was so relieved that Jordan's self-proclaimed Jordan-letes hadn't decided to tag along.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jordan asked quickly.

Nicole patted her stomach, "Have we eaten? Um…that growl my stomach is giving me in response, is definitely saying No."

Jordan smirked, "So then do you and your stomach want to eat."

"Yeah, as long as it's not seafood."

Jordan grinned, "Definitely not, hey I have an idea…"

Nicole waited for the rest, but Jordan paused not finishing his statement. "What?"

"No, it's stupid," He said.

Nicole elbowed him playfully, "No it's not! Tell me,"

"Well I was just going to ask you if you wanted to come over to my place for Chinese later?"

Nicole smiled, "Sure,"

Jordan smiled, "I didn't want to sound…"

"Sneaky, I know you're not that type of guy…I know I can stay over your room and watch movies, eat chinese, play games, and even sleep over there…and you wouldn't try anything. That's what I respect about you."

"I'm not that type of guy," He said.

"I know, you're a sweetheart."

Jordan grinned, "And so are you Nicole,"

Nicole linked her arm in his, and then rested her head on his shoulder. "You were so hot on that runway. You totally owned it Jordan."

"Well, I have experience with that kind of…"

"Ohh!" Nicole's eyes widened.

"What?" Jordan asked surprised.

"How about, we go to your room and watch movies, order chinese, and play games. Why spend money when we can chill at your dorm?"

"Besides curfew hours," He said.

"Sneak me up to your floor," Nicole suggested.

"How am I going to do that? Put you in my duffel bag?" He teased.

Nicole snickered, "Who knew you had a sense of humor…smart guy."

Jordan smiled, "I try, but I'm not funny."

"You are sometimes," Nicole placed her hands on his sleeves, "So what are we going to do?"

"Want to just try the old fashioned way,"

"Sneak past the R.A.?"

Jordan nodded, "The rebel way,"

Nicole playfully rubbed her hands together, "The rebel way, I like the sound of that."

"Me too, because I am so far from a rebel," Jordan said.

Jordan placed his hand on Nicole's lower back, "Do you want to stay up all night?"

"Hells yeah," Nicole said with a giggle.

"Sawyer that was so embarrassing," Zoey said.

Sawyer placed his hand on her shoulder, "What happened? I mean didn't you know."

Zoey stared up at him slightly irritated, "Sawyer, do you think if I knew that the whole audience could see my…you know what, do you think I would've worn that?"

"I guess not."

Zoey glared back at him.

"I mean no,"

Zoey sighed, "Sawyer, I don't mean to be mean to you…it's just that, I feel so humiliated, so exposed. The fashion show was for charity!"

"But everyone knows it was a mistake," Sawyer whispered. He then ran his hands through Zoey's blonde hair. "I was angry too, and I still am."

"I think Meadow switched my bikini bottoms,"

Sawyer raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"She has it in for me, I know I sound paranoid, but that girl has been on my case today for no reason."

"Meadow?" Sawyer said trying to act as if he didn't know her.

Zoey nodded, "Yeah, she's kind of tall, she had red hair, she looks like Lindsay Lohan, before the platinum blonde hair."

"Oh yeah…I think I know her," Sawyer said looking down.

Zoey sighed, "I don't even want to think about it anymore…I just want to focus on something else."

Sawyer hugged her, "Despite it all, you organized a great fashion show,"

"You think so?" Zoey asked.

Sawyer nodded, "Uh huh,"

Zoey cupped his chin, and then kissed him. "Are you just saying that because you're my boyfriend, and that's one of your responsibilities?"

"No, I'm saying it because it's true," Sawyer kissed Zoey once again.

She giggled.

"Hey, what's so funny?" he asked.

"The little blonde hairs above your lip, and your chin," Zoey traced the little hairs above Sawyer's lips, and then pulled her hand away. "You need a shave angel."

Sawyer smiled, "We should be in the Guinness Book of records for extreme corniness,"

"Angel,"

"Sunshine," Sawyer responded back.

"Do you want me to shape you up? I need something to distract me from my troublesome fashion peep show."

"I'll be your distraction."

"Okay," Zoey stood up. She reached for Sawyer's crutches, "It's going to be hard getting used to this."

"I'm used to it, I always break bones," Sawyer propped the crutches up, Zoey reached out to help him, and he usually would've fielded her offer, but he accepted because it was her. "Thanks Zoey,"

Zoey reached in her draw for a pink razor, and some wild berry scented shaving cream.

Sawyer smiled, "This is going to be funny,"

"Hold on," Zoey walked towards the door. She opened it on the sly, and then peaked out. She was looking for CoCo, the R.A. Luckily she didn't see her. "We're going to go the girl's bathroom."

Sawyer smirked, "Are you kidding? That's the danger zone, I can't go in there!"

"Yeah you can, we'll be really quick, and besides almost everyone is sleep."

Sawyer shrugged, "Okay, we're feeling risky tonight aren't we."

Zoey nodded, "Yeah, I need to keep busy in order to forget about that disaster of a fashion show."

"Sunshine…" Sawyer started.

"Shh, it's okay, I'll stop. Let's go clean you up." Zoey said.

Chase stood outside of Meadow's door. He looked around nervously, and then shoved his hands in his pockets. What was he doing out here? Did he really think he was going to get his notebook back, what if Meadow had a roommate? How could he possibly pass them both.

Chase heard someone moving towards the door.

His eyes widened, and he quickly ducked around the corner. Meadow's door opened, and he heard footsteps. Thankfully the footsteps were going in the other direction. Chase peeked around the corner cautiously. His hands were shaking, and he couldn't calm his nerves. He wasn't used to doing things like this. But then again he didn't have a choice. The thought of his private writings about a relationship with Zoey, being posted all over the school terrified him.

Meadow was no where in sight.

Chase closed his eyes. He had to be crazy!

He stepped from around the corner, and walked briskly towards Meadow's room.

Don't do it Chase! Don't do it! His mind was screaming

Chase looked back at Meadow's partially opened door. He glanced down the hallway once again, did a quick knock, and when no one answered stepped inside. Chase looked around her room frantically. The first thing that caught his eye was some pictures on her wall.

He got down on his knees, ready to look under her bed, but before he could he glanced over the pictures briefly. Chase raised his eyebrow, In all of the pictures Meadow was with Sawyer.

One picture he held her in his arms, while she wrapped her arms around his neck, and rested her head against his chin. Chase frowned. Was Sawyer cheating on Zoey with Meadow?

His eyebrows furrowed low over his eyes. Sawyer better not be cheating on her, if he was then…Chase closed his eyes. Would he really fight Sawyer? He never considered himself one to fight, he was more of the peacemaker, but if Sawyer was cheating on Zoey, then he wasn't so sure.

Chase forced himself to focus on his book. His was going to deal with his troubled thoughts about Meadow and Sawyer later, right now he had to find the book.

Feeling somewhat guilty, Chase looked under her bed. He pulled out her purple bookbag. He winced as he unzipped it, he felt so bad. He leafed through spiral notebooks, and through some text books.

"Where is it?" He groaned. Chase glanced at the pictures of Sawyer and Meadow once again. They looked so happy…and that would explain why Meadow had been attacking Zoey.

Chase shook his head. And to think he trusted Sawyer. He was starting to forget about his book. How could Sawyer cheat on Zoey with Meadow! He clenched his jaw, If Zoey found out she would be devastated.

Meadow stepped into the bathroom with her green avocado mask spread across her face. She walked towards the sink, and then looked back at Zoey, and Sawyer in surprise.

Zoey was giggling, while she was shaving Sawyer.

Meadow stared back at them evily. She hated seeing them together, they made her sick. How they acted so lovey dovey with one another. She couldn't wait to break them up, and even more she couldn't wait to use Chase in order to accomplish her goal.

"Hey,"

Sawyer glanced at Meadow with wide eyes, and then looked away.

"Meadow," Zoey said somewhat coldly.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"Did you switch my bikini bottoms?" Zoey asked with an edge of anger in her voice.

Sawyer closed his eyes. He didn't want Zoey and Meadow to get into it now.

Meadow turned on the faucet, "Do you know how much trouble you could get in for having a boy in here?"

"Just answer my question,"

"Fine, I did."

Zoey gasped, "But why would you…"

"It was just a joke hon," Meadow said with a laugh.

Zoey shook her head, "Well it wasn't funny, you embarrassed me in front of everyone! Why did you do that for? And why are you bothering me, I don't know you, and you don't me, so leave me alone!"

Sawyer was surprised to see that Meadow had gotten to Zoey. Zoey's cheeks were red, and her eyes were wide. She was seriously upset, and she had every reason to be.

Meadow flipped her hair off her shoulder, and then leaned forward to wipe the mask off of her face.

Zoey crossed her arms, "Leave me alone Meadow,"

After Meadow was finished, she wiped at her face with her towel. "I don't want you,"

She then narrowed her eyes at Sawyer.

Zoey raised her chin, "Then what do you want?"

"Easy, Chase." Meadow declared.

"He doesn't like you," Zoey pointed out.

"But he will, by the way, not everything is about you." Meadow said walking out.

Zoey turned to Sawyer, "That bit…" She sighed. "I have to calm down, I didn't think it was possible for me to hate anyone, but I hate her."

"I hate her too," Sawyer said.

How could he say that he hated her, after everything they had been through? Meadow crossed her arms angrily. It was all because if Zoey, the sooner she was out of the picture the better. She walked back towards her room, formulating a new plan.

Dana's eyes were starting to grow heavy. Between the heat in the girls' locker room, and how late it was, she knew she was going to fall asleep soon.

"Hey,"

Dana's eyes opened. She had almost forgotten that she was with Logan. "Yeah?" She said through a yawn.

"You never answered my question," He said.

"Yes," Dana said groggily.

"You've dreamt of me?" He asked.

"Yes, now leave me alone, I'm…." Dana's head tilted back, and she rested it against the wall.

Logan got up, and sat down next to her. "You can lay your head on me."

Dana slowly opened her eyes, "What,"

"You can lay on me…just as long as you don't drool or snore,"

"I don't." Dana lied.

"Then lay on me…I think I'm softer than the wall…well not my rock hard muscles…wanna cop a quick feel?"

Dana placed her hand against Logan's arms, and then rested her head against his chest. At this point she didn't care anymore. She was exhausted from thinking about Charlie, trying to fight her feelings for Logan, and then also being locked in the locker room with Logan.

Logan smiled as Dana started to snore softly. "You're not that scary when you're asleep, you're actually kinda cute."

A smile curled across Dana's lips. This was wrong on so many levels, not only had she and Logan got in a bad fight the same day, but Charlie died. Dana couldn't forget him even if she tried.

Logan leaned forward to kiss her forehead, "I like you to much for my liking."

Dana sat up.

Logan stared back at her, "I thought you were sleep?"

"You just planted a wet kiss on my forehead, how could I sleep…"

"You liked it," He said.

"I di…when are we getting out of here?"

"Obviously not tonight, we are going to be together until the morning."

Dana sighed, "A whole night of you…I don't know if I could do it."

Logan smiled, "Well you're going to have to deal…I know how we can cool down."

"How?" Dana asked.

"There are showers in the locker rooms."

Dana raised an eyebrow, "Uh huh?"

"What do you say?" He said.

"I say no," Dana growled.

"Well, I say yes," Logan pulled off his pants.

"Um…what are you doing?"

"Taking a shower,"

Dana looked away.

"Join me Dana," He said holding out his hand.

Dana looked down at his hand, and then at his boxers, and then looked away. She was in a very compromising position, and she didn't like it one bit.

(Hey you'll thanks for the reviews! Well sorry it took so long, but I have been soooooo busy lately. This was supposed to be one chapter, but I'm going to have to make it a two parter, just because of this schedule of mine! Thanks to everyone that reviewed, and Pink Positvee, and Midnight Princess, I will definitely read your stories, when I get a chance.)