Chapter Four:

Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101. But I do own Margo

Logan was going to carry her books for her. She didn't want him too; but since he had been the one she was racing while this happend; he figured he had to. Pluse, he'd be able to be near her and not be stalking her. While she sat in the rec. room; all of her friends, and Logan, signed her cast with cute little sayings. Chase wrote: What doesn't kill ya makes you stronger, Michael wrote: Don't die (Ment as a joke) Zoey wrote: Get well soon. Nichole wrote: Look on the brightside, a white cast is in style! Logan wrote: Get well soon (Just like Zoey except he didn't write it in pink and put a little heart at the end)

To be ontime for class, she had to wake up an hour earlier than the others and get ready; because thats how long it took for her clothes on with a broken leg. When she was too early, she layed back down and slept untill the others woke up. When Logan came by to walk to her to class; she piled his arms with books, not only to tick him off, but just to see him do that. She hated being so helpless and needing his help. Logan got her to her first class, and She already wanted to call it quits and just stay in her room for the next six weeks. The crutches were hard to move with and Logan wasn't going to leave her alone, mainly because he had to carry her books.

It was during Mr.Bender's class (again) where he finally pushed her over the edge. He was IMing her again, and this time; she couldn't just silently reply. Her IM thing went BLIIING and Mr.Bender told her to read it aloud.

"Please no." Margo sighed.

"Read it."

"Hey Margo," She winced at the last part. "When are we going to have our make-out session? I won afterall." The whole class bursted out laughing.Margo was red and mortified; she shot eye daggers at him and shouted. "You pervert! You wouldn't have won if I hadn't fallen! You'd be bald right now!" Then the class started laughing at that. Mr.Bender sighed and had her sign out of AIM.

When Class let out; Logan was gathering both his, and her books, when she smacked her's out of his hands.

"Hey." They both looked behind her and saw a really cute guy with wild black hair. Margo blushed while Logan snarled. "I heard what you had said earlier. That guy is a real jerk."

"Hey!" Logan snapped. Margo turned her head over to him and glared.

"Quiet nerd." and then she looked at the guy again. "Y-Yeah, he is a real jerk."

"I'm Jake. Jake Samuals."

"Margo"


For the next six weeks; Jake and Margo have been dating. Logan hates it; he doesn't fully trust Jake, and for once, everyone is on his side. They don't trust him either. But Margo was too blind to see he wasn't at all what she wanted, he just looked perfect. Margo had given her notebook to the dean, which was filled with the plans for her beach party Idea.

"I don't see why not. Friday night..beach... fireworks...sure why not?" (I'm just assuming its by a beach, it makes things more fluffy and less complicated...for me...) As she left; the dean ready to make the announcement of the beach party. Logan met her outside the office and told her something she refused to believe.

"He's cheating on you!" Margo kept walking.

"No he isn't."

"Yes he is, I'll show you!" He grabbed her wrist and pulled her along with him. They hid in the bushes and then she saw him, frenching some other girl. She was thin, she was blond, she was flawless. Her heart shatterd. Logan looked at her and put his hand on her shoulder; she smacked it away and left in a hurry.

When Zoey and Nichole got back to the dorm, Margo was crying her eyes out; and shreading the pictures of herself and Jake.

"What happend?" Zoey asked Margo. Margo just put another picture into the shreader and watched it as it destroyed the picture.

"Jake was cheating on me.." Zoey and Nichole say beside her on her bed and comferted her. "He was frenching some other girl; who was of course, prettier."


"That was low." Logan was confrounting Jake for her, and he was pissed. "Treating Margo like that? how could you?"

"Look man." Jake replied smugly. "It isn't like you wouldn't have, didn't you see that girl I was kissing's legs? Margo couldn't have legs like that even in her dreams-"

"You be quiet." Logan barked. "Margo is plenty attractive. Your a shallow jerk if you think that the only thing beautiful about a girl is her body." Thats really saying something, considering thats coming from Logan. When he didn't seem to care; Logan hit him and gave him a really bad shiner; and he left to check up on Margo, but met Zoey half-way.

"Margo says for you to stay away." Zoey told him. Logan rose an eyebrow. "She told me to tell you she can handle it herself and she doesn't need a pompus jerk like you to bother her. She also says that she is going to the school store to purchase a few movies and a few boxes of chocolate coverd cherries."

Yeah, like Logan ever did anything Zoey said. When he got to their dorm, Margo was laying on her bed watching some cheezy romance movie. Taking bites out of Chocolate coverd cherries, and then putting them back in the box.

"Hey there." Logan greeted; shutting the door behind him.

"Go away. Didn't Zoey tell you to go away?"

"Yeah, but I don't ever lison to her."

"What do you want?" She sat up, moving the box over to the end table. "Don't you have some other girl to hound?" Logan smirked.

"No; not today." Before their conversation went any further; she opend a drawr in the end table and pulled out the beach party invitation.

"These haven't been made to give to anyone else yet. Jake and I got the first one beause it was my idea. But you take it, find some girl to take or whatever. "

"Arn't you going?" Margo shook her head.

"Hell no. I'm not in the mood to go." Logan sat beside her on her bed, but wouldn't take the invitation.

"Why are you so upset over him? Isn't he one of those guys you hate?"

"Not untill now." There was silence between them, Logan saw that she was trying not to cry, but he pulled her into a hug and she broke down. He was one of the last people on earth she wanted to see her so upset and weak, but at the same time, his shoulder was actually pretty comfertable. She felt his fingers through her hair; she wanted so smack him, she wanted to curse at him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.


Sorry if Logan was OOC here. ;