Such Great Heights
A/n: Hellogoodbye (good band) I'm getting right into it.
Disclaimer: Ocean. Random execs. Nothing else. Let's go!
Chapter 2:
I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirrored-images
And when we kiss
They're perfectly aligned
9:00 AM. Correction 8:56 AM. Always early this one is. Chase had been brutally awoken to the violent tickling of one, Zoey Brooks after having his warm blankets ripped off and being startled from a pleasant dream where he was prancing through a field of flowers with this same Zoey who was now attacking him mercilessly.
"I SURRENDER!" Chase yelled out unable to control his fitfully convulsing and very ticklish body. Zoey sat back on his bed and laughed, out of breath. "So is this your idea of a wakeup call?" He asked her.
"Yeah, pretty much." Zoey replied.
"Great." He stood up and stretched and then looked down at himself clad in nothing but a pair of boxers and squeaked. "Zoey! Turn around! I'm not decent!" He cried grabbing for a sheet that had been tossed to the ground due to the morning's excitement clutching it in front of him.
"Honestly Chase, do you think I care? Now get dressed before they caf stops serving breakfast."
Chase scrambled to get his jeans from the ground but Zoey's foot stopped him.
"Clean clothes, please." Zoey propped herself up against Chase's pillow and played with her cell phone while Chase pulled a clean pair of shorts and a t-shirt from his drawers. "I'm guessing clean underwear is out of the question for today." Zoey said rather curtly without looking up.
"Not with you in here! You've seen enough, thanks!"
"You could always get dressed in the closet."
Chase stared at her for a minute then grabbed a clean pair of boxers and his clothes and walked into the closet slamming the door behind him. A few minutes later his muffled voice came from inside. "Um Zoey… I can't open the door from this side."
Zoey sighed and closed her phone tossing it into her bag, then got up and opened the door for him. "Ready yet?" She asked.
Chase tucked his feet into a pair of flip-flops and placed his cell phone in his pocket. "Now I am."
"Mandles." Zoey muttered quietly.
"What was that?" Chase asked.
"Oh nothing."
"No, it was definitely something, and I'm betting you just called my flip-flops "mandles," didn't you Zoey Brooks."
"Of course not! Why would I do a thing like that?" Zoey exclaimed feigning innocence.
"Well you better run just to be safe because if I catch you, you're getting the same torture I just received this morning!"
Zoey screamed and ran out of Chase's dorm and down the hall to escape outside. Chase laughed and ran after her with a grin on his face.
"You better run! Big mean Chase is coming to get you!"
"Woah! Chase is on the chase!" Chase's best friend and roommate Michael said as Chase zoomed past him.
"And I'm going to catch her for real this time!" Chase yelled back at him as he kept running.
Moments later, Chase had caught up with Zoey and tackled her down onto the grass.
"HA! I AM VICTORIOUS!" He yelled out.
"Work out much?" Zoey asked underneath him. Chase grinned and got up, pulling his friend up along with him, he knew that that comment meant things were cool from last night.
"Well then, I'm officially starving, let's eat." Chase replied as his stomach growled in compliance.
At that moment, Chase's cell phone rang and an eerie monophonic ring tone did its terrible rendition of "Stand by Me." Zoey laughed as Chase belted out along with the ring tone before answering.
"SO DARLING, DARLING STAAAAND BY ME WOAAAH--Hey Logan, what's up dude?" He grinned at Zoey and held up one finger and walked a few feet away to talk to Logan. "Yeah, we're just going to get breakfast now, and then maybe I'll con her into going to the beach or something, who knows. Yeah I'll call you in a bit when we're done, adios bud."
Chase jogged back over to Zoey and smiled apologetically. "Sorry about that, Logan wanted to know if I thought the red shirt or the blue shirt was a better color on him."
"Riiiight," Zoey replied eyeing him suspiciously. "Can we just go eat already?"
"Of course, let's go."
Zoey and Chase made their way over to the cafeteria where they helped themselves to a breakfast of pancakes and scrambled eggs.
"Hey look, Nicole and Michael are outside, let's go sit with them." Zoey exclaimed pointing to the large glass window to the left of them.
"Oh sure, why not, the more the merrier." Chase muttered sarcastically to himself before following Zoey outside to their friends.
"Hi guys!" Nicole cried waving to her friends from behind a stack of pancakes.
"Hey Chase, Zoey, what's going on?" Michael asked, taking a bite of a piece of bacon.
"Nothing really, Chase and I just decided to come get some breakfast before they closed up." Zoey replied, sitting down next to Nicole.
"Yeah, because we all love cafeteria breakfasts." Chase added on, taking the seat next to Zoey, taking a bite of the apple from her plate.
"Oh come on, must EVERYONE eat my food?" Zoey asked exasperatedly.
"Yeah… pretty much." Chase replied, smirking at Zoey. Zoey rolled her eyes and pulled her plate closer to her.
"FOR THE LAST TIME LOGAN, I WILL NOT MAKE OUT WITH YOU!" They all heard a voice cry from another part of the patio.
"Oh god, the terrible two." Michael groaned.
"They just need to get married already; they already have the 'fight like an old married couple' part down pretty well." Nicole said.
Dana appeared and sat down next to Chase in a huff, and folded her arms angrily.
"Um… hey Dana, what's up?" Chase asked cautiously.
"Logan is such a… argh!" Dana exclaimed. Chase backed away from her slowly, afraid to get caught in her dangerous wrath.
Logan then sauntered over and took the last seat in between Dana and Michael. "Get over yourself, Cruz; you'll succumb to my charm eventually." He said with a smirk.
"More like I'll succumb to a toilet to vomit in, first." She retorted.
"Ooh... ouch." Michael said.
"Burned..." Chase added. Zoey hit him in the shoulder giving him a look that said 'don't get involved.' Chase ignored it and rubbed his shoulder. "Always the shoulder! This poor thing takes so much abuse from you, you know that?"
"Don't care." Zoey retorted. Chase looked hurt. "Sorry…" She added on before quickly changing the subject. "So what's the matter with you two this time?" She asked the angry Dana and cocky Logan.
"He's an asshole, that's what. He's a know it all who thinks he rules the world and can just manipulate any girl he wants to his whim. In a nutshell, he sucks!" Dana got up, grabbed Zoey's apple and stormed off.
"Dana!" Zoey yelled after her.
"Every time you go away you take a piece of me with you!" Logan called out.
"I WANTED THAT APPLE!" Chase yelled the loudest, to receive another shoulder blow from Zoey.
"Pointing out Logan's use of song quoting right there." Nicole added in.
"Minor musical interludes are always fun." Logan said shrugging.
"So are dance offs." Michael added.
"What the hell is this like West Side Story or something?" Chase asked.
"Sure, why not." Zoey said getting up without finishing breakfast and walking away in the direction Dana went.
"Uh oh… I didn't do anything did I?" Chase asked after Zoey left.
"No, I wouldn't think so." Nicole replied. "Oh! Zoey forgot her bag!"
"I'll bring it to her." Chase said, grabbing it and running off.
Chase ran down to the quad where he thought the girls might have gone and he was correct. He could hear Zoey yelling. He hid behind a tree to hear what Zoey was saying without being seen.
"Well at least Logan pretty much openly professes his love to you! Arrogantly, but still." He heard Zoey say. "All I've got is a few speculations and some rumors that Chase likes me. Not that he owns up to it or anything. If I could even get a damn hug out of the kid once in awhile it'd be a miracle. If Chase ever said the words 'Wanna make out' I'd probably faint right then and there. He's so… argh you should be lucky to have someone like Logan trailing behind you. At least he trails openly so you know he has feelings for you. Chase is nothing but guess and check, and I'll guess but I don't want to check because heaven help me if I'm wrong."
Chase leaned back against the tree and ran his hands through his mop of hair. He sighed and walked away slowly back towards the dormitories, not bothering to bring Zoey's bag to her.
Chase walked into his room and kicked off his flip flops and fell down on his stomach onto his unmade bed. He flipped around onto his back and tossed Zoey's bag to the bottom corner of his bunk before propping his arms behind his bed.
"So now what?" He said out loud to no one. He then sat up quickly and angrily. "What do I do now? Huh? What do you have to say? Now what am I supposed to do? Do I keep acting like I always do, loving her from afar? Or do I go for it? Wrap my arms around her and pull her close like I do in my dreams and kiss her till she can't breathe and then kiss her back to life again, or hide in the shadows for all eternity writing 'I love you Zoey from my head down to my toe-ey.' This sucks."
Chase grabbed the pillow from underneath him and threw it hard at the door. It landed on the floor with a soft thud, and Chase got out of bed to pick it up. Just then, he had an idea.
Chase got down on the floor and pulled a box out from under his bed; he opened it up and inside was a black electric guitar. Chase strummed out a few chords and then grinned; he knew what to do now.
Chase hooked up his laptop and opened a new recording program. He quickly opened the door to make sure there was no one coming down the hallway and then immediately shut and locked it, and then closed all the windows. He then began preparing for what could be the greatest- or most humiliating- moment of his life.
Fin.
A/N: Ok, that's it for this chapter, it was getting long. So poll time, I'm sure you can guess what Chase is going to do so the question is, do you think he should do it live, or put it on a cd and have the cd delivered to Zoey? Tell me what you think when you press the purple button and review!
--f.c