Nicole smiled as she sat in the bright summer sun out by the basketball courts as she sat there sunbathing and watching Zoey take on Michael and Logan…and as usual…kicking their butts at basketball.
Nicole giggled as she saw her best friend slam dunk another one. She turned to Lola who had grown bored and was learning a new part.
"Isn't Zoey great at basketball? I think she's great!"
"Yes Nicole, she's great. If you want to do something productive you can help me learn my words."
"Which play you in this time?"
"It's another one that Chase wrote. He's such a good writer. It's good stuff, but quite hard to learn."
"This play wouldn't be his 'Curse of the Killer Locket' would it?"
"Yeah, I'm auditioning for the lead. Why?"
"He kinda already gave the lead to Zoey. Sorry!"
"Oh well. Zoey is a really good player. When's she coming over?"
"Who? Oh her! She'll be back in about a week's time. Zoey knows all the details, ask her. What makes you ask?"
"Hey Zoey!" Lola called and Zoey pushed Logan out of the way to get over to the girls. "Your friend's coming back in a week isn't she? Why don't we surprise the boys? Challenge them to a battle of the sexes basketball game and we'll show them who's boss, right."
"Great idea. We did that in our first week here and we nearly won but Logan being who he is had to gloat about it. I'm guessing you mean that we don't let them know she's back?"
"Of course Zo, that's the whole point of the surprise. She's staying in our dorm isn't she?"
"Should be. We'll keep her hidden and have the match on that Saturday that she arrives. I'll go phone her when I've made the challenge."
Zoey turned and stalked back to the boys, both of whom stared at her, Michael with trepidation…it was never a good thing when she looked that determined, and Logan because he just thought she looked so hot, but, jerk though he was, Chase had been in love with her since their first meeting and he respected that…therefore he would make no move on her.
"Boys, I have a challenge for you. A match actually. This coming Saturday your five best basketball players and my best five will face off in true battle of the sexes style."
"That's not a fair challenge, Zoey." Logan said smirking. "Last time you lost badly and your team is missing its best player. We'd beat you into the ground if we took you on."
"You're just chicken. We've improved a lot since we last played and we will beat you. Are you game?"
"Alright, anything to see you publicly disgraced." He replied with a shrug.
"Good. I have to go. I have a call to make. Don't burn in the sun boys." Zoey said brightly as she spun briskly on her heel and stalked away from the courts.
"As if I would!" Logan shouted after her.
"Dude…you are a little red." Michael said tentatively.
"WHAT! I don't burn!"
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Saturday saw the court stands crowded with people and five girls looking so determined that the five boys looked a little nervous.
Zoey and Logan faced off as captains of the teams with said teams bunched behind them.
"You seriously have no imagination, Logan. That's the same team you challenged us with last time around."
"Compared to your bunch of losers I think we rank very highly. What's Lola doing on your team anyway, she can't play?"
"Yes she can."
"All girls are losers anyway. You're so going down today. You may look hot but you're such wimps that you'll scream and run away when the ball comes near you."
"You did not just say that! Do you realize what you've done? You have to play against five severely pissed off girls all of whom are under the influence of PMS."
"Oh bugger."
"You got that right, jerk! Oh and we have another surprise for you. We hope you like it."
The girls parted revealing Dana Cruz who looked hotter and more pissed off than Logan remembered her.
"Dana!" he spluttered. Oh god, they were in trouble now. Girls like Zoey were manageable on PMS times, well, kinda…but Dana…they may as well bury themselves now, save time.
During the game the boys seemed to be a little distracted by what the girls were wearing. Zoey had instructed her team to wear sexy sports kit, short skirts and crop tops etcetera.
Lola turned out to be an incredibly good player…and Zoey and Dana certainly looked like they were in kick butt mode. They worked as a surprisingly seamless team, because they kept their eyes open for opportunities.
By half time the girls were 20 points up on the boy's pitiful score of 2.
"Bet you weren't expecting that." Lola said smirking.
Pause.
"Oh shut up!" Logan said looking thoroughly put out that he wasn't winning.
The end score was a shameful 3 points to a terrific score of 43 from the girls.
"Well done boys, you played well today. I guess you just aren't much of a match for the girls." Zoey said gracefully, holding out her hand to Logan.
He slapped it away as if it had a disease. He then spat on the ground in front of her.
"Wow, that was rude." Lola said.
"Its Logan. He's a jerk."
"Zoey Brooks, we have both just entered a war. The battle of the sexes may be as old as time, but right now its at PCA!" Logan shouted a little distance away.
The girls shrugged but Zoey's mind was already working out a battle plan. No way would Logan win this one. Not after prank week. She shuddered as she remembered the frozen jello he had slipped down the back of her shirt and the fact that he had stolen all of her shoes and she hadn't been able to fit into any of Nicole's. No way would those stupid boys win this one. Not if she could help it.
