Chapter fifteen

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Dana laughed at one of Nate Clinton's lame-ass jokes. It was the stupidest thing she had ever heard, and normally she would have said so, except that she wanted to make Logan jealous by flirting with Nate. Because as much as she hated to admit it—she still had feelings for him. She wasn't sure why he had kissed her earlier, but she had been so taken aback that she had pretended to be angry. In actual fact, it had felt pretty damn…good.

Logan noticed Dana looking at Nate like his was frickin God and laugh at something he said, probably one of his notoriously corny jokes. Man, Dana was fine! She wore dark wash jeans, a black tank top, and her curly dark locks with blonde highlights were compressed into a tight ponytail. To Logan, her hair symbolized her. Wild and uncontrollable, but at the same time she could be tamed when the right thing was put into action. Logan knew he was the hair tie—when tied tight enough (or, in his case, kissing hard enough) he could make Dana Cruz do anything.

Logan shifted in his seat and grinned. All the thoughts about kissing were making him feel the urge for some serious action. He got up and crept up behind where she was sitting. "Hey there, Dana," he cooed in her ear.

Dana turned around and smacked him across the face that for a second he didn't know what hit him. Her table erupted in laughs (except for the other girls, who thought Dana was crazy for rejecting the Logan Reese), and cursing darkly Logan staggered away. So much for that idea!

But suddenly Alyssa Rivers sauntered up to him, stood on tip-toe, and wrapped her arms around Logan.

"Uh…what are you doing, babe?" he asked her, even though he enjoyed how her, um, assets were pressing against him.

"Logan, we haven't talked in a while," Alyssa pressed her body even harder onto him, and her lips were extremely close to his. "Since that little argument we had at Piers."

Logan paused a moment before speaking. "Ah, you mean the one where you told Dana that I chose you over her, and I told you the truth, which was that I don't really like you, you're just a brainless bimbo who throws herself at guys?"

"That's the one," Alyssa replied, not seeming a bit insulted by his blunt honesty. "And how would you like it if I threw myself at you?"

Alyssa kissed him hard on the mouth, in front of the whole cafeteria, which fell silent. The expressions were priceless; the guy Alyssa had made out with earlier that day, Teddy Rogers, looked confused and angry, Natasha Gram, who everyone knew was obsessed with Logan, looked ready to take Alyssa on. "Oh no she didn't!" Natasha turned to one of her friends. "Shanay, tell me that that slut did not just kiss my boy."

"Sorry, Natasha," Shanay replied. "But don't worry you can take her."

"Damn straight," Natasha answered, standing up. "Hey, Alyssa!"

Alyssa tore away from Logan, and faced Natasha. The two girls looked each other up and down. Finally, Alyssa said, "Yes?"

Natasha blew a strand of dark brown hair from out of her face. Her family had moved to California from Puerto Rico a few years back, she had the sexiest was of talking, a combination of a Spanish and ghetto-fabulous slang. She wore low-cut Union Bay jeans and a cropped black Rocawear jacket, so there was at least seven inches of dark tan flesh exposed. Slung around her jeans were multiple gold chains, and slung around her neck was about ten Mardi Gras beads.

Natasha narrowed her dark, almost-black, almond-shaped eyes and spelled out with her incredibly full lips: "Back off, Bitch."

Alyssa placed her hands over her own over-exposed hips. "Not a chance, loca chica."

"Hold me back, someone hold me back!" Natasha cried. "'Cause ima mess up that sucio perra for making fun of my native tongue!"

Shanay told Alyssa, "Damn bitch, I'd hella hate to be you. Natasha can fuck anyone up and fuck 'em up good."

"Really?" Alyssa asked. "'Cause I know Natasha would love to be me. You know, my kissing Logan and all."

Natasha looked ready to throw a punch. "Estúpido muchacha, if I wanted Logan I would have him. I just happen to have some orgullo!"

"Huh?"

"PRIDE!" Natasha snapped. "Oh dios, It's 7:30! I gotta meet with Mrs. Ray about my report! But this be a warning, biotch: watch…your…back."

Logan let out a low whistle. "Damn…you two wanna have a mud fight or something?"

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Later that night, Zoey plopped down on her bed and sighed. The taunting of her classmates still haunting her. She used to be mega-popular, but now everyone was calling her Zo-ho! And it was all Rachel Adam's fault. "Why me?" Zoey wondered a loud.

"C'mon, Zo, it can't be that bad," Chase smiled, stepping into her room.

It didn't both Zoey that he hadn't knocked, or that he had been listening to her private thoughts. "Don't you mean Zo-ho?" she asked glumly.

"No way," he sat down on the bed next to her. "I mean Zo."

Zoey suddenly realized that it was the first time he'd called her Zoey since their fight, where he had insister on calling her Zoey. "Chase…" she started.

"No, let me," he held up a hand. "You know what I realized?"

Zoey was puzzled. "Uh…what?"

Chase looked down. "The happiest time of my life was when—was when—"

"When what?" Zoey urged him.

Chase looked at her. "When we were dating. And I just…I just want to go back."

Zoey felt goose bumps rise on her arms. "Oh, Chase! I—I love you too!"

She flung her arms around him and he grinned. "So you wanna…give it another try?"

Zoey broke away. "Only if you do," she told him shyly.

"Of course I do, Zo."

The two hugged again and they both felt like they were floating on Cloud 9. But wait, isn't someone being forgotten about? Hint: his name starts with an N and ends with an ate.

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Charlotte, Logan, Jem, Ryder, Ty, and Sean hung out in the lounge, and they were alone. Alyssa had gone straight back to her dorm after the little fight with Natasha, who was at the moment listing ways to kill Alyssa. All the girls fighting over him had Logan in a pretty cocky mood.

"Dude, I could so have any girl in this school," he bragged to the other guys.

Not me, Charlotte felt like adding, remembering at the last second that he had had her. Well, sort of.

"Leah Daniels?" Ty challenged. "She asked me out my first day. And I hear she's really picky."

Logan snorted. "Please, Miss Daniels is old news. She practically pounced on me in the caf second day of school."

"You couldn't have Nicole," said Jem.

"Why would I WANT her?" Logan shot back. "She'd freaking talk my ear off!"

"Doesn't matter if you'd want her or not," Ryder put it. "Question is, could you have her."

"Hey," Charlotte said, suddenly remembering something that had happened earlier that day. "You could never have Quinn."

Everyone stared at her. "Quinn?"

Charlotte remembered how Quinn had told her that she was completely finished by, as she put it, 'the male species'. "Yeah, Quinn," she smiled smugly.

"I totally could," Logan said, but at the same time Charlotte shook her head in disbelief.

"Yeah I could!" Logan told her.

Charlotte shook her head again and smirked.

Ryder grinned. "Let say we make this interesting. Logan, if you're going out by Quinn in…let's see…a month, Charlotte has to…uhh…well what do you want her to do?"

Logan smirked. "She has to go out with Danny Mo."

Charlotte tried not to gag. Danny Mo was the dorkiest, ugliest, smelliest guy at PCA. "And when I win, Logan, you have to shave your head."

"Are you serious?" Logan's jaw dropped. "Fine…but in addition to dating Danny you also have to make out with him in the middle of the caf, when the whole school is there."

Charlotte gulped, but quickly shook off her doubt. Logan and Quinn…it just wouldn't work. "Deal."

"Deal."

They shook on it.

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The next day Zoey and Chase met in the park under a mango tree.

"You're beautiful," he told her.

Zoey smiled bashfully. "Thanks…so are you."

Chase raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh, yes, I was aiming for beautiful when I got dressed this morning."

Zoey laughed and didn't feel a bit embarrassed about her mistake. Chase just made her feel so…comfortable. "So how are, gorgeous?" she teased.

"Perfect now," Chase replied, kissing her on the cheek.

Zoey giggled. "Me too," she breathed.

At least now we know who's going to win the cutest couple award!

Chase was so happy to be back together with Zoey. "Zo, I—I love you."

Zoey stopped breathing. "Really, Chase."

"Yes, really. When I'm with you I just feel so good. I swear its love."

Tears of happiness leaked from Zoey's eyes. Chase was a little surprised; he hadn't expected her to cry. "Zo are you…are you okay?"

Before she could reply Zoey gave a loud sneeze, followed by a hacking cough. "I can't—can't—I can't breathe!" she choked out.

"Yeah, it is a little overwhelming; being told someone loves you, isn't it?" he asked wistfully.

Zoey gripped her throat and Chase suddenly realized something was wrong. He leapt up quickly. "Zoey! You—I mean what's wrong?"

She didn't make a sound, but he face was starting to turn blue.

"Zoey!" Chase screamed. "Someone, help! She can't breathe!"

Everyone stared, pointing and gasping. Mr. Addison, the biology teacher, ran up to the couple and grabbed Zoey, all the while barking out orders. "Lana Parks, get out that cell phone you're always talking on in class and get us an ambulance! Marcus Davison, go tell the vice-principal that we have an emergency! ASAP, people, ASAP!"

Chase stared after his new girlfriend in shock. He had a sinking feeling that if she was already turning purple, everything was too late.

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Natasha Gram paced around her room in circles. "Damnit, Shanay, Logan Reese is FINE!" she said to her friend.

"Agreed," Shanay told her. "But what about Michael Barret? I mean hello, have you seen him on the court? Two Words: Hot Tay."

"You do have a point," Natasha said, sitting down and taking off her gold sling-backs. "Damn, look at these blisters. I knew Kimora Lee should never have gone into footwear."

"Again, Agreed," Shanay replied.

"But even with my blisters I'm still ten times hotter than that feo animal-muchacha Alyssa, right?"

"Agreed!" Shanay agreed for the third time. "But how you gonna get her to back off your man?"

Natasha grinned Malaciously. "Don't worry, mi favorito hogar-muchacha. I have a plan so vicious that if the bitch doesn't kill herself, Imma give her mad props."

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-what did you think of Natasha? Any suggestions 4 her character or ideas for what she should do next? Should I continue having her in the story?

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