Alright Nichole your turn to ask a question." Chase's words were responded by Nicholes quiet steady snores.
"She's out"
"Yep looks like its just me and you Brooks, you want to keep going?"
"Sure"
Chase smiled, him and Zoey were the only ones left that held consciousness, and he liked it that way. They both sat cross-legged facing eachother roughly two feet separated them, Zoey sat contently arms resting on her legs, and her chin resting on her thumbs. Chase sat with his arms behind him for support, he found it extremely hard to keep his crooked smile off his face considering the situation. He still marvelled at how amazing Zoey still looked wearing a loose sweater striped in green and blue, and green pajama pants with large printed flowers. He hoped he still looked somewhat attractive in his blue sweater with white stripes that ran from his shoulder to his wrist on both sides of the shirt.
"Alright Zoe, would you rather… be able to fly or to read minds"
"You ever going to ask a hard question? read minds no question"
"Hey im trying, and explain" Chase smirked.
"Knowing everyones thoughts would be extremely interesting, and flying so high up would just kill me, so its an easy answer"
"I see, alright your turn"
"Alright would you rather… not be able to hear or feel?"
"And here you are criticizing my question, feel… no question."
"Hey im just matching the easiness of your question."
"Alright i'll think of a hard one"
Chase thought for a while… scratching his imaginary beard making Zoey giggle. He finally asked with a tad of hesitation.
"Ok… this should be pretty difficult, would you rather date… Logan Reese or Mark Delfigilo?"
Chase was relieved to see Zoey smile in amusement.
"Haha, now you're stepping your game up, hmm, that is tough… but i'd probably have to go with Mark, it would be a boring date but it beats being totally repulsed by an ego-maniac"
"Haha, good call"
"Alright Chase would you rather date freaky Lola or Dana Cruz"
Chase liked where this conversation was going.
"hmm… well eating raw eggs for a snack is always a red-flag for me. So i would have to say Dana she wasn't the nicest but she was very real i like that quality in a girl.
"To bad shes gone now"
"Hey i had to answer the question… i wasn't in love with her, i'm just saying that is a quality i like in a girl."
"I know i'm just messing with you, i see so what all do you look for in a girl"
"hm… well someone who gets and enjoys my dry sense of humour, someone i can talk and joke around with. Shes got to have a good laugh, low maintenance and one who truly cares for the people around her, and you know beatifull."
Chase gave her an awkward smile.
"Pretty long list, found anyone that fits all of those?"
"Yep"
"Ooohhh, who is she?"
"Hey I like that information to be only known by me"
Zoey smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Whatever"
"What about you… what do you look for in a guy."
"Well… hes gotta be cute… of course. Good sense of humour, loyal, and someone who can just truly care for me as a person, thats it"
"Have you found someone like that?"
"I think so…"
Chase mimicked Zoeys ooohhh.
"Who is he?"
"Well i would tell you but theres no way after you wouldnt tell me, it wouldn't be fair"
"C'mon Zoe, just tell me"
"If you tell me."
Chase couldn't afford to look nervous, so he quickly responded.
"Maybe some other time."
"Whatever you say curly-sue, alright your turn"
"Alright… well keeping with our current theme… who would you rather date, uh michel or… me?"
"Hmm… well i guess i would have to say you." Chase smiled widely.
"I mean you're like one of my bestfriends." Chase's smile vanished, darn you friendzone! he thought. "And we always have sweet conversations"
"Cool… your turn" Chase tried to hide his disappointment.
"Alright… would you rather… go on a date with me or Nichole"
"Hmm… you for the same reasons you listed."
Zoey quietly replied.
"Any other reasons"
Impulsively Chase replied.
"Nope"
A long silent moment passed, Chase was beating himself up… what an amazing chance to tell her and i blew it… again. He thought.
Zoey sheepishly stretched and yawned.
"Well im really tired i should sleep, thanks Chase this was fun."
"Good idea, it was good times"
They both settled in to their beds.
Zoey pulled the yellow and brown sleeping bag that she was sharing with Nichole over her body. Chase did the same with the blue blanket he was forced to share with Michael. He lay down facing his right, Zoey adjusted to her side facing the left, she slowly opened her eyes to see Chase's heavy eyes on hers. He flash an embarrassed smile.
"What?" she quietly said.
"Nothing... goodnight."
"Goodnight"
"Hey Zoe" He whispered.
"Ya?"
"I- I…"