A/n: Thanks for the reviews. I'll try to update more often because basketball is coming to an end. Now, back to where we left off…

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Still laying on the bed, Zoey started to sit up. Logan gently pushed her back down saying, "Listen, I'll bring the math over here so you don't have to get up." He got up and brought the math over to the bed.

"Thanks Logan. You're treating me like a real princess here," she chuckled softly. Logan picked up his head from writing and said, "Just think of it as you're Beyonce and I'm your Jay-Z."

This made Zoey laugh harder. "You just have to write me a song and we've got the whole package," Zoey replied. After saying this it made her blush, because Beyonce and Jay-Z we're dating. So she tried to cover-up by nervously saying, "But without us dating… of course."

Logan smirked, "Of course." But inside he was thinking, that can be arranged.

After a while of studying, Logan was starting to understand it. So both decided to call it quits for the night, also because it was almost curfew.

"You're starting to get good at this stuff," Zoey smiled at Logan.

"Thanks, now all I need is to learn geometry and I can be a super-hero," Logan joked as he stood in his heroic pose. He laughed.

Zoey laughed with him. "Yeah, 'cause according to Mr. Ward, if you know your math, you can do anything." She said sarcastically.

"You're right, I almost feel as if I can fly," Logan announced as he put his arms in front of him, pretending to fly.

"Well, how about your first mission is to 'fly' me back to my room," she laughed and rolled her eyes.

And Logan did just that. He ran over to the bed, put Zoey's legs around his waist, and hitched her up so she was on his back. Zoey shrieked once he started running out the door and she was bouncing on his back.

"Hold on tight," Logan said weaving through the halls. Zoey grabbed onto his neck tighter. "Logan, put me down," she said while giggling furiously.

Following the flights of stairs and bumping into people, they were back at Zoey's dorm. He slowly let Zoey off his back and said firmly, "Mission accomplished."

Zoey chuckled softly, "You know, I could've made it back her myself just fine." Logan shook his head and spoke, "Not with that ugly thing on your side." He pointed to her bruise, "I saved you minutes of harsh pain."

Zoey grinned, "Y'right. You're my hero." She gave him a peck on the cheek.

"I wonder what you'd give me if I flew you everywhere," he winked, keeping his hand on his cheek. Zoey grinned again and shook her head. "Bye, Logan," she replied by starting to close the door.

"See ya later," he said, starting to walk away. Then he stopped and thought. Zoey seemed like she had a good time with me tonight. Now, why wouldn't she want to spend another evening with me, excluding the math.

He stopped and knocked on her door. Zoey popped her head out, "Yes?"

"Hey, do you want to do something other then math tomorrow? Like catch a movie or something?" Logan asked confidently.

Zoey thought for a moment. She actually did enjoy spending time with Logan, so why not? "Sure. I'll talk to you tomorrow about it, bye." She smiled.

Logan strutted away, proud of himself. And you know what's coming… score.

Meanwhile, Zoey entered her room, happier than usual. She noticed this about herself and wondered.

Wow, me and Logan actually had a nice time tonight. We didn't even argue once.

She got her pajamas out and started to get changed. She picked up Dana's brush to brush her hair, when she noticed the brown curly hair that was Nicole's. Zoey grinned.

This hair look's like Logan's hair. Come to think of it, he has gorgeous hair. But, why am I saying this? I don't like Logan, not in that way at least.

After she was done changing, she sat on her bed waiting for Nicole and Lola to get back from the lounge. They had gone there to 'find cute guys.' Zoey picked up an issue of "Cosmo Girl" and started reading it. In the magazine, she skimmed over an article about relationships called 'denying the truth.' As soon as she saw it, she thought about Logan.

I'm not denying the truth. Just because Logan can make me laugh like no one else, and because I now trust him, and because I practically melt when I see him smile, doesn't mean I like him.

Zoey then turned the page and came across a quiz in the magazine called, 'whose your ideal superman?' Zoey immediately thought of Logan and laughed out loud. She quickly then stopped laughing and put her hand over her mouth.

I do like him.