Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't own. Does not belong to me. Never have, Never will. Yep. That proves my point. Any way I say it I still don't own Zoey 101. It's kinda depressing when you think about it. So I try not to.

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Dana's POV:

How long have we been in here?

I'm starving!

I could really go for some food right now. A burger, large fries, and a drink, yeah, that what I need. I'm so hungry I can practically smell chocolate.

Wait…

Chocolate?

"Logan, do you smell chocolate?" I ask Logan who is turned away from me, with his head down.

"I don't smell anyfing. If's jusf in your head." Logan mumbles with his head still down.

"Why do you sound like that?" He doesn't say anything so I get up and walk over to him.

"What are you hiding!" Then it clicks. The smell, the way he sounds, and my sudden urge for chocolate.

"Logan! How long have you had that candy bar!" The pig, he was going to keep it all for himself.

" 'andy far? Whaf 'andy far?"

" Hmm, I don't know? Maybe the one that dribbling down your chin!" Of all the things…

"I don't know why you're making such a big deal out? At least I saved you one." With that said he pulls out a candy bar that was still in it's wrapper.

"Wow, Logan that incredibly sweet of you." I reach out to get the chocolate when suddenly he pulls it back.

"Sooo…what is this candy worth to you?" Urg, the two timing dog.

"Depends…"

"On what?"

"On what your face is worth to you." I grab his collar and pull he in so that we are face to face.

"Dana, have I ever told you I like it when you play rough?" he smirked.

"Logan, give me the candy. Now." I growled at him.

"How can I refuse when you ask so nicely?" I let him go and he hands over the chocolate bar while mumbling something about cranky female dogs.

Logan's POV:

As Dana eats the candy bar I find myself staring at her trying to figure out what makes her so great. I mean out of everyone I like to annoy why is she always more fun. Who knows? Maybe I'll stop.

Right now.

"What are you staring at?"

Okay maybe later.

"Not much. In fact that's exactly what I'm trying to figure out myself."

"Oh, you think you're so funny, mega dork!"

"I don't think I'm funny, I know I am!"

"More like you don't think, at all!"

"Even so, that's still more than you do!"

"Ha. You wi-wait do you hear that?" Dana suddenly stops.

"Like I'm going to fall for that." I glare at her.

"Seriously Logan, shut your hole for a minute and listen!" she barked at me.

"Hey, what's your pro-" Before I can finish she cover my mouth with her hand.

"Shh, listen." She whispers. Then I hear it. Something I completely missed before. The best sound in the world at that point.

Footsteps.

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Woohoo! I am finish with chapter 5. I know, I know. You waited that long for that short little chapter. But hey, cut me some slack I'm a little rusty. Anywho, kinda been busy but I'm back. I think it was more of a writer's block moment I was going through. Well, we all have one of those now and then, don't we?

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