The next day after school, Zoey was sitting under a tree with Logan trying to tutor him in math. Logan had earlier revealed to Zoey that he again failed another algebra test.

"Okay, what did you get for number 16?" Zoey asked Logan. They were doing their homework from earlier.

"Umm, -7.6," Logan answered, unsure of himself.

"Wrong. 453," Zoey corrected. Logan was getting frustrated, so he threw his copybook behind him. Zoey laughed.

"Damn. Math sucks. This is tough shit."

"Not if you concentrate, here this is how he got the answer," she slowly explained to him. Logan wasn't really paying attention to her, he was really just staring into her eyes. Logan admired how determined she was to teach him math. No one really wanted to help him with anything before, and if they did, they'd usually give up on him.

She looked up at him, a confused look on her face, "What are you looking at?"

"It's just that I admire how you don't give up on me. No one really ever helped me out this much before," he confessed, brushing her hair behind her ears.

A smile graced her features, "I know your capable of learning this if you try. And I know you'll be happy once your grades are better."

"It's hard though," he buried his head into her shoulder. She ran her fingers through his hair absentmindedly. Zoey loved how he was so open to her, and how she was able to see through his tough outer shell.

After a couple more problems, both decided to call it a day. They started to make their way back, and Logan started to mumble a song. "Ain't no way they can stop me now, Nelly, cause I'm on my way I can feel my reign comin'…" Logan started.

Zoey looked up at him. "Heart of a Champion?" she asked sarcastically. Logan laughed, "What, your not a fan of Nelly?" Zoey shrugged, "Nah it's not that. I'm not really a big fan of rap in general."

"Then what are you a fan of?" He asked curiously.

"I like country. R&B and pop too."

Logan thought for a moment. "Well then I've got the perfect song for you."

"And what's that?"

"Gold Digger. Lil' bit of both, country and rap," he nudged her arm. She smiled, "How does country fit into the song at all?" "Well, he talks about money. And don't all them old country songs just complain about money?" Logan asked confidently. Zoey laughed and looked up at him, "Yeah I guess you can say that."

Logan laughed, too. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he kissed her cheek goodbye as they went their separate ways to their dorms. "Call me," Zoey yelled as waved goodbye. And he would.

It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she used to fuck wit Usher
I don't care what none of ya'll say I still love her

The next morning, Zoey was found in biology just finishing reading the pages her teacher had assigned to them. After the class was done reading, they had 15 minutes to do whatever they wanted. That was the way things in Miss Kraft's class went everyday. They go over a section, read pages or do a worksheet, and then they were done.

Zoey started to look on the internet, but was curious to see what Glenn was laughing about on his screen. She looked over and giggled.

"Exemplifying your artistic skills on 'paint', ehh?" Zoey asked.

Glenn looked at he and continued chuckling, "Chyeah. Look, I'm making a portrait of Mr. Abyssa."

Zoey glanced and cracked up, "Oh my gosh, that looks exactly like him!" And it did. Mr. Abyssa was very over-weight and wore the same thing everyday; a blue and white striped shirt with navy blue pants that had a big hole in the back of the calf.

"So, want me to draw you next?" Glenn asked. "After that picture, I'm not so sure," Zoey replied, still laughing. Glenn smiled, "Too late, don't peek."

Zoey just nodded. Glenn was busy at work, clicking the mouse with occasional glances over at Zoey. Finally, he raised both his hands up, "Ahh, my masterpiece is complete." He swiveled his screen toward Zoey. Zoey stared at it, and then put her head down laughing.

The painting was a stick figure with blonde hair and the exact clothes she was wearing at the moment; jean capris and a light green Roxy shirt. On the face was two eyes and a big smile.

"Perfect, ain't?" Glenn asked, nodding in approval at the screen. Zoey laughed, "Yeah, that's perfect alright."

As if on cue, the bell rang. Zoey stood up from her seat and said goodbye to Glenn. She thought for a moment, I guess when Glenn isn't being a perverted jerk, he can be a really cool guy.

Glenn smiled after her, but was interrupted by Brittany McNavage, one of his good friends. Brittany was the daughter of the Disciplinary Advisor of PCA, Keith McNavage. Mr. McNavage pretty much handled all the misbehaved kids, and would do anything for his little girl.

"Did you tell her about Friday night?" Brittany asked anxiously, flipping her medium-length, shimmering brown curls over her shoulder. Brittany was very pretty, she was also petite with big hazel eyes.

Glenn shrugged, "It was going so well with us today, Zoey really seemed to be enjoying talking. And it's only Tuesday. I can ask her Friday morning."

"Alright, but don't forget. That little whore and Logan won't remain together for much longer after she gets a load of you," She grinned mischievously.

So, you may be wondering what's Brittany's beef over Zoey. Well, Brittany and Logan went out 2 months ago. That relationship soon ended when Logan confessed to Brittany that he had feelings for Zoey. Brittany went irate when she heard and concluded it was Zoey's fault. After all it wasn't Logan's fault, because in Brittany's eyes, Logan was 'just like, the hottest boy ever.'

And ever since Glenn started talking to Brittany, she found out that he lusted over Zoey. So, the two of them formulated a plan that, if all turned out accordingly, could make Logan cringe and Zoey look like a tramp.

The days then flew by and it was Friday morning. Zoey and Logan were growing very strong in their relationship. They talked on the phone every night before bed, and hung out after school if neither of them had practice.

Zoey and Glenn had been coming good friends, too. He decided to let down on the perverted-ness for awhile and try to get her to trust him, so that she and Logan would go with him tonight.

"So Zoe, I was thinking. The hot tubs are open tonight for the freshman only (props to Brittany's Father), you and Logan want to come with me and Brittany to hang out?"

Zoey thought for a moment. She felt that Glenn and her we're good enough friends now and they could hang-out. Besides, Logan would be there with her, and that idea made her feel protected/ecstatic. Logan even came to enjoy Glenn over the last past few days. He was being cool to Logan at their surfing practices.

"Yeah, sure. Sounds like fun. What time should we meet you guys there?" Zoey smiled.

Glenn grinned, "Umm, around 9ish. The hot tubs are open til' 12 anyway. Brittany sure knows how to work her Father into these things."

"She sure does," Zoey laughed and began to do her worksheet.

Glenn continued grinning. Step one, complete.

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Hope you liked. If I get 6 reviews, then I'll post the next chapter. I'm almost done it, so review and you get a faster update. Pretty sick, huh? Oh yeah, and those lyrics were from none-other that Kanye West's Gold Digger. And now I'll leave you with some chilling questions:

What is Glenn and Brittany's plan?

Will there plan work accordingly?

And what does a red and white flowered bikini have to do with the plan?

Let's just say Friday night should be interesting.