Would You Rather?
It was the day after Gender Defenders aired on TV. Zoey had managed to forget all about the TechMate message fiasco and her friendship with Chase was back to normal.
Chase and Zoey were sitting at Sushi Rox eating Zoey's favorite, California rolls. They had asked Lola, Michael, Nicole, Logan, and Quinn to come with them but they were all mysteriously busy.
"Hey, do you want to play Would You Rather?" Chase asked Zoey.
"Sure Chase. But you ask the first question," Zoey said.
"Okay. Would you rather eat a bucket of fried worms, or a carton of raw eggs?" Chase asked.
"Eww. I'd have to say the worms, but those are both disgusting," Zoey said, shuddering.
"Okay, Zoe. It's your turn," Chase said.
"Hmm... Would you rather wear a dress or a skirt?" Zoey asked.
"A skirt. Maybe I could pass it off for a kilt," Chase said, smiling.
Zoey laughed, and Chase gazed at her, listening to her laugh. It sounded like ringing bells. It wasn't too giggly, but not to rough or low either. If possible, Chase fell more in love with her right then.
"Chase? Are you alright?" Zoey asked, looking concerned. Chase snapped out of his trance.
"Yeah, fine," he said in a higher pitch than normal, "Would you rather kiss Logan or a monkey?"
"Monkey," Zoey responded automatically.
"Logan or a horse?" Chase asked.
"Horse," Zoey said again.
"Logan or..." Chase then trailed off, looking embarrassed.
"Chase? What's wrong?" Zoey asked.
"Logan or... m-me?" Chase asked.
"You," Zoey said, looking down at the floor.
Chase put a hand under her chin, and lifted her face up so her eyes met his.
"Zoey?" Chase asked, his face very close to hers.
"Y-yeah?" she responded.
"Would you rather kiss me, or not?" Chase asked.
Zoey's breath caught in her throat, and she closed the distance between them. Their lips met in a sweet, promising kiss. When they finally broke apart, their foreheads rested together, and Chase brought his hand to her cheek.
"Now I have one more question for you," Chase said.
"Go for it," Zoey said, slightly out of breath.
"Would you rather be my girlfriend or not?" Chase asked.
Zoey responded with another kiss, slightly more passionate than the last. They finally broke apart after what seemed like an eternity, but still held each other close.
"Should I take that as a yes?" Chase asked with a delirious smile on his face.
"Most definitely," Zoey replied, and then kissed him again.
"Hey Zoe? Do you still want to know what the message was that I sent to your TechMate?" Chase asked.
Zoey nodded eagerly, and waited for an explanation.
"Okay, I'll tell you. Let's go over to the couch for this though, it's pretty important," Chase said, taking hold of Zoey's hand and leading her over to the couch.
"Now can you tell me?" Zoey asked impatiently.
"Yeah, I can. You see, I sent a message to Michael that said something about how I didn't want to tell you something really important. The message basically said that I love you, Zoe. I always have," Chase said.
Zoey's jaw dropped to the floor, but she managed to say a few words.
"I love you too, Chase," Zoey said.
Chase smiled triumphantly, and pulled Zoey in for another kiss. At that moment, nothing mattered but him, her, and their love.
As they pulled away, a great idea popped into his mind. There was no way she could say no.
"Would you rather go to the movies or the beach with me tomorrow?" Chase asked.
"The beach would be great," Zoey said, smiling.
Chase sighed in relief. He was hoping she'd pick the beach. They shared another kiss, and when the broke apart, cuddled together on the couch. All that Chase could think about were images of Zoey in a bikini.
The End!