Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from Zoey 101 (forgot to mention that in 1st chapter!)
A/N: Hey guys! Okay, so this is my first fanfic…and I'm still trying the figure out the techie stuff of , so bear with me! I hope you guys like this little story. I kinda wanted this to be an episode that could fit in well with the rest of season 4. But it may be a little bit longer than a regular episode...we'll see…The time frame should be between 'Walk-a-Thon' and 'Coffee Cart Ban'—I think.
PS: Oh yeah! To answer schmibby, he is meeting Quinn. It doesn't really tell you in the next chapter, so I thought I'd just let you know. Thanks for the reviews, everyone! Enjoy!
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Back in the girls' dorm room, Zoey read a book on her bed while Quinn worked on a "quinnvention." She wore protective goggles and beside her was a beaker of bubbling liquid. She took a spray bottle and moved over to Zoey.
"Okay," Quinn said excitedly. "Now, hold out your arm!"
Zoey held her arm far away from Quinn's bottle. "Uh-uh. You first."
Quinn rolled her eyes as she sprayed her sleeve. "See? I'm alive." She said bored. "Now hold out your arm!"
"Whatever." Zoey stuck out her arm and Quinn sprayed her sleeve. "So, what-?" Zoey started to ask about the "quinnvention," but stopped mid-sentence when Quinn grabbed a bottle of water and poured it all over Zoey.
"Quinn! What is the matter with you?!"
"Check your sleeve!" Quinn said excitedly. "It's dry!"
Zoey was clearly annoyed. "Yes, Quinn. My sleeve is dry. But you managed to soak the rest of me!"
"I know. Isn't it great?" Quinn grinned.
"Yeah." Zoey muttered through her teeth. "Great."
Quinn smiled at her new "quinnvention" until her cell phone text message alert went off. She read the message and smiled even more. "I gotta go!"
She started to leave the dorm room, when Zoey stopped her in her tracks.
"For what?"
"Oh, you know…" Quinn quickly thought up a reason. "Racquetball."
Zoey looked at her, disbelievingly. "Racquetball? Since when do you play racquetball?"
"What?! It's a great game! Very beneficial." Quinn said.
Zoey sized up her outfit. "You're in a skirt!"
Quinn stuttered a response. "It umm…it helps me play better. You should try it!"
"And where's your racquet?" Zoey asked, still not buying it.
Quinn was flustered, but made her way to the door. "My partner's bringing it. Alright, now I gotta go!" She hurried out of the room, frazzled, pushing past Lola.
"Hey watch it!" Lola rolled her eyes and fixed her clothes and hair. "Where's she off to?"
"Uh, racquetball."
"Racquetball?" Lola asked, incredulously.
"That's what she said." Zoey replied.
"Is it just me, or has she been extra weird, lately?"
"You mean going to play racquetball in a skirt weird?" Zoey asked. "Yeah, I've noticed."
"She's been like this ever since she and Mark split up. Maybe…she has a new boyfriend!" Lola said deductively.
"Woah! This is Quinn. She would have totally told us if she were dating anybody. His picture would probably be blown up and mounted on our wall by now.
Lola shuttered. "Eww! Don't remind me. So, you come up with a reason then!"
"Maybe she just wants to have more time to herself." Zoey shrugged.
"Lame reason. New boy." Lola added nonchalantly, "And your sleeve's green."
Zoey's former peach colored sleeve was now a forest green. Zoey looked at her sleeve and threw up her hands.
"Quinn!" Zoey noticed Lola holding something. "What's that?"
"Oh!" Lola said excitedly. "I bought a new video camera! I figure this will help with audition videos. And…we can make movies! How totally sweet is that?"
Zoey faked enthusiasm. "Yeah…totally sweet."
Lola clapped her hands excitedly. "I know! I can't wait to film something!" She turned on the camera. "Okay, Zoey, wow me!"
"Get that thing out of my face." Zoey said.
"Come on, Zoey! Give us a smile! Sing us a song! Do a little jig!"
Zoey raised an eyebrow. "Jig?"
"Well, do something!" Lola pleaded.
"Alright!" Zoey stuck her tongue out at the camera. "Happy?"
"Party pooper." Lola put the camera away and sat down their couch. "So, have you heard from Chase, recently?" Lola asked curiously.
Zoey was surprised by the question. "Umm…no…not recently. Why?"
Lola shrugged. "I don't know. Just wondering. He was like your best guy friend, and I figured you guys were still keeping in touch.
Zoey frowned. "I know. I guess we're just busy."
"Yeah," Lola said. She brightened immediately. "I'm gonna go film stuff! Bye!"
Lola excited the room excitedly, leaving Zoey with her thoughts. She picked up the phone and dialed.
A male voice answered. "Hello?"
"Hey." Zoey replied.
"Hey! You know, I was just thinking about you."
"Really?" Zoey asked. "That's so sweet, James."
"I'm a sweet guy. You up for sushi?"
Zoey smiled. "Sounds great." Zoey hung up the phone and sighed a little before grabbing her purse and leaving the room, closing the door behind her.
A/N: Okay, I thought Chase not being brought up to Zoey at least once was pretty unrealistic, so I thought I'd slip that little bit in there. I also thought that her having a conversation with him so soon after Lola brought him up would be a bit unrealistic too, so that's why mystery phone guy was James instead of Chase. Sorry!
Oh, and thanks again for your reviews! Y'all are awesome!