A/N: Here's Chapter 18 of Hollywood Rivalries. Anyway, I've been thinking of co-writing with someone so if you're interested, PM me and I'll get back to you ASAP. Yeah, season 3 is in less than a day! –screams and dances for joy- Enough of my craziness. Here's Chapter 18. For future chapters, things are about to get crazy for Vanessa, Michael, Logan and Dana. Oh, and Chase and Stan get the shock of their lives. So yeah. Here you go.

Thanks for reading and reviewing.

Chapter 18: Car-side Conversations & More Flirting

God, that was so much fun. I think us girls should go clubbing more often. Nicole and Dana split up and it was just me and Quinn. I guess everyone split up and got into their cars. The whole race, the singing, the dancing… it was all fun. I'd like to do that again. I turned to Quinn.

"Hey Quinn?"

"Yeah?"

"Hop in. I'll give you a ride back," I told her with a smile. As weird as she is, Quinn was my friend…and I wanted to know more about her mystery boy or Matt.

"Thanks, Zoey…" she said, as she hopped into the passenger seat. I got into the driver side, and started the car. I looked back to find a discarded bag on gummy bears. Dustin. You see what happens when you let your little brother in your car? It becomes a hangout for gummy bears…and gummy worms. I'm not even going to check if they're good or not, seriously. Sighing, I started the car. I pulled out and we put on our seatbelts. I pulled out behind Nicole (the pink Hummer). Soon we were on the night road.

"So…"

"So?" she responded. I sighed, not being able to take the silence anymore.

"Come on Quinn. Tell me about Matt," I pleaded. I turned on the entertainment system in my car and Me and You by Cassie played softly. I liked this song a lot.

You've been waiting so long
I'm here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn't have had you waiting at all
I've been so busy, but I've been thinking about what I wanna do with you

"Ok," she replied. I used my peripheral vision and caught her smiling. I've never seen her this happy since… Mark. I hope Matt is the one for her. "Well, he's incredibly charming, nice and sweet. He likes to invent things just like me, too. We have a lot in common, it's almost uncanny…"

Oh God. Another version of Quinn. I'm happy for her, but it'll be weird in a twisted romantic way. You know what's scary… if Logan had a twin. Chase is a twin, so I'm happy with that. But two Logan's… God helps us all. Maybe Logan's the evil twin… Hmm, that makes me wonder. Ok, back to Quinn and Matt.

She continued, "…but he probably doesn't like me the way I do about him. He is incredibly cute. Not only is he easy on my retinas, he's easy on my heart. He's a complete gentleman. I know he likes me for me but I'm not sure if his feelings have evolved yet."

I braked gently as we approached a red light. There was Vanessa on my left, and Stan on my right. Love is a confusing game. I just hope there are no losers, or Room 101 will be a dreary and depressing place (when you count Quinn coming over). I hit the brake as soon as the light turned green and we were off again.

I shrugged with one hand on my steering wheel, "Well, you never know. Matt might like you. He sounds nice, and I think you should go for him. Remember, Mark Delfiggalo is your past. Matt is your future, ok Quinn?"

"Yeah. Thank you for your kind words, Zoey… I'd hug you but you're driving."

I laughed, "Yeah. I'll tell you what. I'll give you a hug when we get to PCA."

"Okay…" she said, nodding with a laugh. "I'd be the happiest girl in the world if I was his girlfriend.

"Oh, wow. You really like Matt, don't you?"

I know them other guys, they been talking bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now, it's me and you

She was giving a knowing look. I caught it for a split second before my eyes were plastered on the road ahead of me, "Honestly Zoey… That's like asking if Dana and Logan don't like each other."

My eyes widened.

"Did you make some kind of potion to figure that out?" I asked.

"Nope. It's pretty obvious. If you look hard enough, the tips of Logan's ears turn red when he's with her, and his cheeks turn red, also known as blushing, but seriously, look for the ear thing," Quinn explained, matter-of-factly.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in my mind," I said, looking at her for a split second. It was silent except for that same song playing in my car.

"Zoey?"

"Hmm?" I answered, giving some of my attention to my driving.

It's me and you, now
I've been waiting (Waiting)
Think I wanna make that move, now
Baby, tell me if you like it (Tell me if you like it)
It's me and you, now
I've been waiting
Think I wanna make that move, now
Baby, tell me how you like it

"I've been thinking," Quinn finally said. I could hear her sighing. Wonder what's wrong? I nodded, as if telling her to continue. "I'm going to give up my glasses for good, and start wearing contacts. I mean, I thought glasses always made me feel studious but I realized that didn't matter anymore. I'll still be the same person… just without the glasses."

I felt a pang of guilt, a small one, but guilt nonetheless. I spoke up, "Well, we won't treat you any different. If you feel like you want a new look, go for it. Change is a good thing, right?"

"Right," she said, shortly, as the silence came back in the car.

I changed the subject, "What do you think of Vanessa?"

"I like her. She's actually a great help when it comes to my experiments. I actually gave her a sample of one of them. I perfected it because of her," Quinn explained. What? Earlier today, she was at Quinn's? Why didn't she tell me? I'm not mad, just a bit surprised.

"She was at your place?" I questioned, as I drove.

"Yeah," she confirmed. "I made a new shampoo. Use more than needed, your hair will change to a hideous colour."

"Oh…that's nice," I said, trying to cover up how I really felt. I'm never using that shampoo, EVER!

I was waiting for you to tell me you were ready
I know what to do, if only you would let me
As long as you're cool with it, I'll treat you right
Here is where you wanna be

Ok, I'm getting to the bottom of this later.

"You know that Vanessa used to be Logan's girlfriend," I told Quinn. I could imagine the look of shock and slight disgust on her face.

"Are you serious? Wow… You're kidding," Quinn breathed. I think she was shocked.

"Nope," I confirmed, with a slight nod. "Their fathers have the same job. Apparently the Reeses and the Stevens' hate each other. I read a little about it like last week, before I met Vanessa. We asked Logan about it, and he stormed off, pissed. Anyway, they dated. It was 'the powerhouse Hollywood relationship' …well they broke up because after Logan took Vanessa's virginity. He slept with someone else, and cheated on Vanessa. Honestly, whoever did that gives blondes a bad name…"

"I'm not surprised," Quinn finally said in a dry tone. "I mean, it's Logan. Logan's head doesn't have the proper cranial capacity for a normal, functioning human being. Although, I do sympathize with Vanessa. No one deserves that."

I know them other guys, they been talking bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
And now, it's me and you

I nodded after she was going after cranial capacity or whatever.

"She explained, "I basically called Logan stupid and a jerk for doing that to Vanessa, if you didn't get it, Zoey."

"Oh… thanks for clarifying… and I agree. When it comes to girls, Logan has the brain of six-year-old," I said, as we continued to cruise down the California road. This made Quinn laugh a little.

It's me and you now (Baby, it's me and you)
I've been waiting
Think I wanna make that move, now (Thinking bout making that move)
Baby, tell me if you like it (Tell me if you like it)
It's me and you, now (Uh-huh)
I've been waiting (Hey)
Think I wanna make that move, now (Wanna make a move)
Baby, tell me how you like it (Yea)

"Yeah…" she said, as our laughter turned to small giggles. "Zoey, I had a great time with you guys. Thanks so much."

"No problem. Really, Quinn, it isn't," I assured. She yawned. "You can go to sleep, you know? I'll wake you when we get to PCA, 'kay?"

"'Kay…" Quinn said softly. I listened as Quinn's breathing became even. She must've done something about the snoring. Thank God. She had fallen asleep. I laughed quietly to myself as I shut off the music softly playing. Who knew Quinn could be so cool? I had a really good conversation with her. Maybe there's more beneath the quirky and sometimes freaky experiments.

I tip my hat to the person who said, "Never judge a book by its cover…"

I walked to my car and rummaged through my small black purse. The car door to my Lamborghini went up, and I climbed in with expertise and grace. They went down and I started the ignition. It was fun. I got to clear the dance floor and dance freely. I love dancing. It's my life, really, but I'm really smart in school. Dean Rivers told my dad he was considering pushing me up to the senior grade, but I said no. I don't want to go to university next year. I want to have prom and graduation with everyone.

I have an awesome set of friends, all in one day too. I find it surreal. Surreal how I could bump into Logan and Dana all at once. Then I've added on to making more friends like Chase, Zoey, Quinn, Nicole, Stan… and top of that, fall in love too. That must be a world record, but I'm happy at Pacific Coast Academy. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Michael.

That name just makes me smile. He's a good person and he's loads of fun. That kiss will forever stay implanted in my brain. I felt like every cell in my body awakened when he kissed me. Sadly, I can't be his girlfriend. I need to bury my past, meaning Logan. I need to just re-program everything. I'm definitely not scared of Logan, but can I face him? I said we'd talk tomorrow, but it's too early. Maybe not for him, because he thinks he's just that important, but me… I need time to think everything over. I'm not going to say that I'm afraid I'll say something I'll regret because I'm not.

A lot of words have been thrown around, and all of them the damn truth! I drummed my manicured fingers on the steering wheel in deep thought.

So much for thinking, my RAZR went off. My phone is lime green but it has dark green, sparkly four leaf clovers on it. They're like all over. I told you, I take the Irish patriotism thing overboard. What's your point?

Well, speak of the devil. Michael.

I flipped it open, "Hey Mike."

"Hey 'Nessa… what's up?"

Oh God. How adorable is he?

"Nothing much, anyway. I'm right behind you," I told him with a laugh. Then I realized why he was calling me even though he just saw he like 10 minutes ago. "You missed me, don't you?"

"Well… maybe…"

I can just picture his face right now.

I smirked as I drove, "Yeah, I missed you too. Just for the record."

"Well, you are incredibly sexy, and you're beautiful inside and out…" he told me with a chuckle.

"Well, you're pretty handsome yourself," I replied. "…and you're an awesome kisser."

"Hey, well, I'm pretty versatile. I can be anything you want, baby…" Michael laughed.

That made me laugh, "I know… and I love you for it…"

He sighed, and I can feel him smiling. Well, it's time he knew I did love him, "You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear you say that."

My cheeks got hot, "Well, I love you, too. I'd kiss you, but I'm driving."

"Tell you what? How about you kiss me later at PCA?" he asked, suggestively.

I laughed with a roll of my eyes, "Do I have a choice?"

"Nope," and we both laughed.

"Ok, I'll kiss you again…" I said with a flirty smile.

"You'd better, Missy…" he playfully warned.

"Oh, Michael. Better go. A trucker cut Chase off, and now he's having bad road rage. You can probably hear it…"

Oh, God. Talk about road rage. Such colourful vocabulary.

"Yeah," he said with a laugh. "It's always fun to see Chase pissed off, to a certain extent. Chase isn't really 'road rage' material… but it's funny. Logan and I can hold it over his head for blackmail."

"A-ha! I knew there was a dark side to you!"

"When I wanna be… why? Is it turning you on?"

"I cannot lie. Your dangerous side does turn me on, Michael," I answered with a small laugh.

"Glad to hear it…"

"Oh, so Chase isn't road rage material…but what kind of material am I?" I playfully questioned, a flirty smile, tugging on my lips. My eyes (covered by dark but stylish shades) were trained on the road in front of me. The wind played with my hair…which made me look dangerous…in a sexy kind of way.

"Oh, you… well, you're basketball material, dance material, and singing material, but you're wifey material," he said in his phone. I could make out his gold convertible in front of me. That made me smile.

"Aww, you're sweet…" I said, with a giggle. Damn, I'm blushing again. "Okay, I gotta go, but I love you, Mike."

"Man…" he pouted. I knew he was just pretending, but it was funny to me anyway. "Do I have to?"

"Now, now, don't pout. I promise. We'll have lots of alone time afterwards, ok…"

"Ok," he said finally. "Love you."

"I love you, too" and I hung up, as much as I didn't want to and set my phone aside. My flashed back to the kiss we shared on the dance floor. Nobody has ever kissed me like that…not even Logan. If you had asked me like 18 months ago, who was the best kisser; I would have said the following:

"Logan Reese, hands down…"

Yeah, right. Stupid, stupid me.

I was stupid back then, but now I've seen life in a new perspective, and it's a lot brighter with Michael Barrett around.

He gave me a kiss on the cheek, and gave me a half-smile. I smiled back. I swear I think I feel my cheeks burning. Damn, I'm blushing. His brown eyes met mine, and I melted in them. I subconsciously found myself, drawing nearer to Michael. The distance between us was getting narrow with each passing second. Michael took my hands in his, as a tingle went up my spine.

"Michael," I managed to get out, my voice was barely a whisper. Our eyes fluttered closed… and bang! His lips met mine. You know what I did…

I kissed him back… and I liked it. The feeling of adrenaline as I felt his hands on my waist, and the pressure of his lips against mine…

The feel of his safe arms around me, and my arms around his neck…

My heart beating as fast as ever as my tongue mingled with his…

I liked it all…

I was snapped back to reality, as a small honk was heard beside me. Using my peripheral vision, I noticed it was Michael and I gave a little wave. I turned my attention to what was in front of me, and smiled as I drove off into the night.

If you had asked me who was the best kisser now, and I had to choose between Logan and Michael…

"Michael Barrett, hands down…"

A/N: Okay, so I gave you another chapter… OMFG! The end of Surprise. That like totally caught me off guard. I'm actually having a friend tape the first and second episode of the season. Holy freaking God! I screamed afterwards… My mom thought I was on drugs, I swear.

Poor Zoey. I kinda blame Quinn and Lola for getting her hopes up. It looked like Zoey actually believed it for a minute and then she had to walk in to see that? Lock the damn door if you're gonna make-out, Chase! Sorry, I'm a bit peeved at the moment. The excitement of yesterday hasn't worn off yet.

I heard that Quinn was with Lola and Zoey because of an assignment mix-up. So, hopefully that mix-up will be fixed. I know, it's farfetched, but I'm still holding onto the shred of hope that Danger Cruz will come back. A girl can dream, right?

The whole Michael/Logan bed choosing thing was hilarious! It lightened up the mood a bit. The part where Chase gave Logan a timeout to go sit on the rock…good stuff! I had tears coming out of my eyes from that. Aw, man…

Check out my new two-shot, Separate Ways & New Beginnings. I'll be kinda re-doing it because I found the name of Chase's real girlfriend. Rebecca. Could you review that too? Thanks!

Oh, and can someone tell me what the names of the new girls' and boys' dorms are, likes the new names? I'll be adding that into the redone two-shot. Thanks.

Next up: Logan, Dana, Stan, Nicole, and Chase's POV. Logan has a talk with his older brother, Tommy Reese, so look out for that.

So, review like the wind. I'm off to grab a snack now.

Oh, and the song Me and You by Cassie isn't mine. While you're reading, check out my other stories but going to my profile. Their links are already there so click away! Sorry for the long authour's note. I just felt like I had to get a lot of my chest, so once again, REVIEW!

Hugs and Kisses,

--Erika