People Auction

A Zoey 101 Fanfiction

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Chapter Two

Title of Chapter

Nicole, Lola, Michael and Chase looked at Zoey in disbelief. It was the day of the auction, and Zoey was wearing the most ridiculous outfit imaginable: a halter top and miniskirt, her bra clearly visible due to the see-through quality of the shirt. Her hair was back to its original shade of platinum blond, and was tied up in a bun.

"Wow," observed Logan, walking out of his dorm room. "You look sexy, Brooks. Too bad you're not in the auction."

As he walked away, Zoey snickered. "This is gonna rock," she whispered. Her friends nodded tentatively, but every one of them was thinking the same thing: Watch out, Zoey.

Zoey's friends escorted her to the auction, which was when she was dropped off behind the curtain. She gasped, picking out Dustin from the crowd the moment she arrived. "Dustin!" she shrieked, furious. "Why are you – what are you doing?"

Dustin shrugged. "Putting on my tag. I'm number 23. Which are you?" he asked absently. "Oh, crap. Zoey!" He leapt about a foot into the air. "Listen, I – I mean, I like Sushi Rox, so I thought I'd just – "

Zoey growled. "Dustin," she said, pulling his tag off, "Nobody gave you permission to be in this auction. I want you to leave RIGHT NOW!"

Dustin kicked Zoey. "No. I want to be in this." He put his tag back on, and before Zoey could protest, Quinn yanked her forward.

"You're number 38, Zoey. Good luck!" she called, walking to the front so that she and the other honor students could introduce the auction.

After she left, Zoey and Dustin sat down together. "I don't know why I'm doing this," Dustin admitted. "It's this thing – I mean, I like this girl, and I was hoping that, you know, maybe she'd bid on me, and we could spend some time together. So... yeah. Why are you doing it?"

Zoey sighed. "It's a long story. I know Logan's going to bid on me, so I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine. I'll figure out something to do to wreck his life."

Dustin grinned. "You're good at that."

Moments passed in silence. Ten minutes. Twenty. Thirty. Forty-five.

Finally, they heard Quinn's voice yell, "Brooks, Dustin! Number twenty-eight!" Dustin stood up and walked onstage, leaving Zoey to eavesdrop on the situation. Quinn was listing off the advantages of bidding on Dustin. "Excellent grades, member of the disc-golf team..."

When Quinn finished, Zoey listened carefully for voices that she recognized. Finally, she heard one. Michael's. "Sixteen!" Michael offered. She heard silence as people considered how much they'd be willing to pay for Dustin, and then –

"Twenty," announced a voice that, for a moment, Zoey couldn't place. Then she realized: it was Nicole's. Nicole was bidding on Dustin. Zoey realized that all signs had pointed this out: Dustin liked Nicole.

"Going once, going twice, sold to Nicole Bristow!" Quinn declared. Zoey heard footsteps, and her brother's soft giggle as Nicole leld him away.

Several more people were auctioned off. Five, then ten. Finally, Zoey's name was called. "Brooks, Zoey! Number thirty-eight!" Zoey heard the audience gasp collectively. She knew that they knew that this wasn't something she'd normally do. As she walked towards the stage, she surveyed the audience and saw that Dustin was sitting next to Nicole, as she'd predicted.

The bids came in like gunfire, quick and high. Zoey wasn't surprised to see that Logan was still surprised, but bidding repeatedly. His bid as Quinn halted the bidding was two hundred, which amazed Zoey. "Two hundred," Quinn repeated, awed. "Going once, going twice – sold to Logan Reese!"

Zoey had known that it would happen, but it still surprised her as she felt Logan's hand on arm, dragging her out of the auditorium just as things were wrapping up. As she left, she felt one more thing on her, though this was on her back: Chase's gaze, wondering if she would be okay.

No.