DISCLAIMER: u heard it all b4 now go away Flames Will Be Used To Warm The Homeless This Winter
Zoeys pov
The next morning when I woke up it looked different. The walls were a different color, and there we no posters of Jesse McCartney -- Nicole's SICK obsession. Then I looked down at the floor. Ohmygosh. It's Logan. What's he doing here?
Then I realized I was in his dorm.
"Logan? Logan, WAKE UP!"
He stirred, opened one eye, then bolted up to a sitting position.
"Hey, you sleep well?"
"Um, yeah, I didn't even know I fell asleep here."
"Oh, well, you fell asleep in my lap on the sofa a little after eight. I didn't want to take you back to your dorm in case Nicole or Lola got suspicious. So I let you sleep in my bed."
"Oh. Thanks." I looked at the bunk under mine — I mean Logan's.
Chase.
"Oh snap!" I hopped out of Logan's bunk and onto the floor.
"What's wrong?"
"Come on!" I grabbed Logan's hand and darted out the door and around the corner.
"Logan, did he see me last night?"
"Who?"
"Chase."
"No. When I heard someone coming, I hopped up and laid next to you, covering you with the blanket in case it was our DA."
"Oh. Good."
"Why?"
"I just... can't talk to Chase right now."
"Oh no. What happened? Did he hurt you?"
"No. Well, not physically. But emotionally, yeah I guess. I mean, I thought he was my friend, but right now you're being a heckuva lot nicer!"
"Thanks... I think?"
We laughed.
"Wanna head down to get some breakfast?" I asked.
"Sure."
So we went down to the cafeteria, hand-in-hand.
A/N the hand-holding was basically just friendliness and a sweet note to end the chapter with
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