Living Without You

By CallmeMaddy Chapter 21

Disclaimer: No I don't own Zoey 101. I own a show coming out in December called Chloe 102. Not.

A/N:Stupid Writer's Block...Here we go Steelers! Here we go!

Chapter 21: You belong, you belong to someone else, not me!

Flashback to Chapter 17 so you can understand what's going on:

"Do you want Zoey back?" Michael asked.

"Yeah," Chase was truly hurt.

"So what better way than sing her a song?" Nicole informed him, "I mean if I guy played me a song, I'd totally go out with him. Even if he was like ugly. I wish a guy would write a song for me."
"One will," Paul mumbled to himself.
"Huh?" Nicole asked.

"Was I talking out loud again? Damn me," Paul tried covering for himself. Michael and Chase knew then he had a thing for Nicole.

End Flashback

Paul sat in his dorm. His roommate, Glenn Davis, was out looking for some girl he was obsessed with—Lola. He was probably told by Nicole to ignore Lola because she was very mean, but he didn't quite recall.

Paul stroked his guitar, "Can't tell you how I feel..."

He sighed, "This will never work!" He threw his guitar down.

"Little harsh, don't ya think?" It was Nicole. He had be so worried about his song, he didn't notice her coming in.
"NICOLE!" Paul was startled.

"No, the queen of England," Nicole joked, "What's with the Anger Management Problem?"
"What?" Paul asked and looked at his guitar, "Oh, that!"

Nicole nodded.

"I was--" Paul's cell rang, "Hold on." Paul answered his phone, "Paul Lebanon." Pause. "Uh-huh." Pause. "Really?" Pause. "No WAY!" Pause. "Thanks so much! Yeah, I'll tell 'em."

Paul hung up.
"Nicole, we got a gig!" Paul exclaimed.

"A what?" Nicole was clueless.

"A gig, you know? A job for the band. A PAYING GIG!"
"So that's good, right?" Nicole asked.

Paul slapped his head, "You're so cute Nicole..."
Nicole really was clueless about the band and about Paul...

--

Dana paced, "Logan, what is taking you so long?" Dana asked from outside Logan's dorm.

"Just a little more cologne!" Logan answered.

"Logan. You're meeting my father, not going on some hot date! And now we are going to be late!" Dana panicked.
Logan opened the door, "Happy? Let's go." Dana had to admit he looked pretty damn good.

--

She ran to her dorm. She expected him to run after her. But Chase was too busy making out with Lola.
It was a Thursday, the day that was suppose to be reserved for Girls' Night. Now, Dana was having dinner with "The General" and Logan and Nicole was hanging out with Paul.

"I miss Girls' Nights!" Zoey sighed.

There was a knock on the door.
"CHASE?" Zoey asked hopefully.

"Quinn," Quinn answered and came in.
"I'm not helping with any experiments," Zoey said right off the bat.

Quinn's face dropped, "Too Bad." She left.

Zoey turned on the TV and watched a show called Radio Free Roscoe. (A/N: Awesome show!)
The main character, Lily was singing a song for her band, "You belong, you belong to someone else, not me!"

"Oh, screw this!" Zoey screamed. Cussing and Screaming, Zoey? You've lost it. You are not longer perfect...

There was another knock on the door.
"Zoey?" Called Chase.

--

General Cruz sat at Le Belle's while tapping his fingers. Dana and "Luke" were 7 minutes late.
When they finally arrived, General Cruz said rudely, "Tardiness doesn't make the best impression, Luke."
Dana gulped.

"Logan," Logan corrected.

"Right," The general sniffed the air, "What in God's name is that smell?"

"Don't you love it?" Logan commented, "It's my cologne."
"Well, it's smells worse than 50 soldiers that haven't showered in days," The general told him.

"DADDY!" Dana snapped.

"So, Mr. Cruz--" Logan started.

"GENERAL Cruz," The General corrected.

"Right, sorry, must show respect," Logan chuckled. Dana put her head in her lap. "Anywho, I hear you love the civil war, how interesting. I find the military tactics incredibility interesting."
"Please, enough about the military, I have to deal with idiot soldiers and I don't want to deal with you."
"Oh..." Logan responded, "That's too bad because I read in this book--"

The general glared. The night just got worse and worse. At the end, the general asked to speak privately with Dana.

"There is absolutely no way you can date this moron."
"But Daddy!" Dana objected.
"Dana Pie, I just don't think you're ready to date yet, especially him."

"But--"
"End of story," The General concluded.

A/N: DONE! FINALLY! Do you know how long it took me to write this? It's pathetic. Before I go, I want to made sure you check out my new story- "The key is in the Past." See profile for details. But first: REVIEW!

Always,

CallmeMaddy