Chapter 13- Seducing the Boy

"I should probably get back to work." Chase said shielding his eyes from the sun.

Zoey pouted, "I don't want you to go."

Chase smiled, "Well I have to because…"

"Hey Sunshine," Sawyer said walking over towards them.

Zoey smiled, "Hey cutie,"

Chase looked down. He had to remember that they were dating. But for some reason he felt like he was dating her as well. Chase shook his head. He needed to get over Zoey, yeah, like that would happen.

Sawyer pulled Zoey into a kiss right in front of him.

Chase stepped back. Sawyer was 5'11, blonde, hazel eyes, and he liked to surf and play the guitar, but what was so special about him? Nothing that Chase saw.

Zoey ruffled Sawyer's hair, and then stepped back. "How's your first day of work?"

Sawyer nodded, "It's good, so Chase what are you doing with my girlfriend?"

Chase scratched his head, "You mean my friend?"

Zoey blushed.

Sawyer glanced at Zoey, and then smiled back at Chase, "Yeah man, that's what I meant."

Chase shrugged, "We were just um…"

"We were just talking about our trip to Louisiana, it's coming up, you know that." Zoey said squeezing Sawyer's sides.

Sawyer smiled, "Stop, I'm ticklish there,"

Chase rolled his eyes. Mr. Perfect had a flaw. Woah, was he getting jealous? Chase stood up straight and then crossed his arms.

Zoey tucked her blonde hair behind her ears, "So what time do you get off fellas?"

"Well Sunshine, I reckon we get off at five," Sawyer teased mimicking her southern accent.

"Hey don't make fun of me,"

"I like you're little Louisiana accent, it's so cute Sunshine," Sawyer said leaning forward to kiss Zoey on the nose.

"Ahh! Get this kid away from me!" Meadow screamed running past.

Sawyer grabbed Zoey as Meadow ran past with a flock of seagulls flying around her, and a little kid doing backflips behind her as he hurled never ending hot dogs in her direction.

Sawyer chuckled, "That kid is awesome."

Chase thought it was funny. But he wanted to be the one, kissing Zoey, and holding her close and…Chase shook his head, he was starting to scare himself with his feelings.

"I want to see some more of this show," Sawyer said pointing towards Meadow.

"Me too, I know this is way out of character for me, but I am loving every second of this." Zoey said satisfied.

Sawyer leaned forward to whisper in Zoey's ear, "We're going to dinner tonight, and it's going to be to a really nice restaurant."

Zoey smiled, "Aww,"

Sawyer kissed her on the cheek once more, "Logan is taking Dana shopping, do you want me to get you a dress?"

"Oh no Sawyer,"

"You sure,"

"Yeah Sunshine," She responded.

Chase puffed he cheeks outwards like a blowfish. He was trying to distract himself form Sawyer and Zoey's romantic banter.

Zoey glanced at Chase quickly, feeling guilty for kissing Sawyer in front of him, when she loved him as well. Aww, Chase looked so cute blowing his cheeks out like that, she just wanted to squeeze his cheeks and then kiss him on them both and then…

"My name is Tommy, and I like the seagulls. They wanna be happy, and I'm going to make them…" The kid that was chasing Meadow said stopping by Sawyer, Zoey and Chase with a fresh bag of hot dogs.

Sawyer stepped back, "Hey there kid, friend of the seagulls huh?"

The kid nodded, "Yeah, and they like that girl panting by the ocean. I think they want some more hot dogs, and they tell me it tastes better on her! Hey seagulls come and get em!"

"Ohh," Zoey said grabbing onto Chase and Sawyer's arms as the kid raised another hotdog.

The kid smiled at her, "The seagulls want her, bye ya! My names Tommy and I love the seagulls, I'm gonna get that girl, and these hot dogs I'm gonna hurl at her face and then…"

Meadow stormed over to the little kid with a wooden stick, "Look you little creep, I'm going to beat you black and blue and then…"

The kid threw three hot dogs at Meadow's face.

She screamed. "I'm going to kill you!"

The birds started to attack again.

"Mother effers!" Meadow screamed at the top of her lungs.

Chase, Zoey, and Sawyer stepped back as the birds started to attack Meadow once again.

"Hey you guys, let's get out of here before that kid turns on us." Sawyer said with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey Sawyer," Boyd said coming towards them.

Sawyer looked up, "Hey,"

Boyd placed a hand over his mouth as he watched the birds attack Meadow. "What the fu…Excuse me, I mean what in the…how…" Boyd shook his head. He just pointed towards Meadow.

"They like her scent." Sawyer said with a small smile.

"And who is that kid chasing after her, and why is he doing cartwheels, and tossing the hot dogs at her?" Boyd asked.

Chase shrugged, "His name is Tommy, and he claims to be a friend of the seagulls,"

"Crazy ass kid," Boyd muttered. "Sawyer, I need you to get back to the desk, and Chase you can keep on handing out the flyers,"

"Sure thing." Chase said.

"Bye babe," Sawyer placed his hand on Zoey's shoulder, and then pulled her hair off. "Feel free to visit me, Although I like surfing, I can only take so much of those magazines."

Zoey nodded, "Okay,"

"I got his keys Dana baby," Logan said raising his eyebrows up and down as he smiled devilishly.

Dana tilted her head to the side, "What took you so long idiot?"

Logan sighed, "I changed my mind."

"What!" Dana grabbed her purse and then closed the door. "Do you see that I am ready?"

Logan shrugged, "So?"

"Oh, we're going I did not get dressed for a shopping trip on Rodeo Drive for nothing, and besides I'm looking forward to mingling with you're daddy's rich friends."

"Let's go, before Dakota catches on,"

Dana smiled back at him, "What is he calls the cops?"

Logan shrugged, "You like trouble and so do I."

"You don't have a license yet Logan."

"So, I own these cops."

Dana rolled her eyes, "You think you own everyone."

"Not everyone…at least not who I want."

"I have an idea where you're going with this, and we should leave before I beat you up right here."

"The truth is hard to…"

Dana grabbed Logan's wrist.

Logan smirked, "I love when you man handle me like that baby doll,"

Dana let go, and then placed her hand on her hips, "What am I going to do with you?"

Logan growled, "Whatever you want?"

Dana rolled her eyes, "Do you think about anything except for sex?"

Logan shrugged, "Um…you, football, my money, of course this beautiful face of mine, my body…which I know you want, and you…did I leave anything out."

"Me," Dana said looking down the hallway as CoCo approached.

"Let's go, before she beats us over the head with her warrior club, and does unspeakable things to us." Logan grinned.

Dana frowned, "She doesn't want me, she wants you Logan."

Logan gagged, "Uggh, imagine kissing her, and feeling her razor bumps and…"

Dana grabbed onto Logan's hand, "Let's go."

Nicole stood up. "What are you thinking about."

Jordan ran his hands through his disheveled hair. "Um…nothing."

"You're definitely thinking about something."

"Okay well if you must now, I was just thinking that we have one more year at PCA, when we start classes again, we're going to be seniors."

Nicole sighed, "Woah, that's scary. I mean how come we're going to be old so fast. Do you think my hair is going to turn gray, and I'm going to have to change my name to like Mildred or Mabel, and walk around with a cane?"

Jordan smiled, "You're so adorable, by senior I meant as in upperclassman."

Nicole nodded, "Oh yeah…what's that?"

Jordan's eyes twinkled, "Last year students before college."

Nicole's eyes widened, "Now, I know what college is. My brother Noah graduated last year from there,"

"Cool, have you thought about colleges?"

Nicole was busy looking at Jordan's lips, and then at his eyes.

Jordan stared back at Nicole waiting for her answer. "Did you say something?"

"Yeah, so forget it, it's not that important." Jordan placed his head in his hands, and then let out a groan.

Nicole knelt down and rubbed his back.

"You're hands are cold," He said.

Nicole brought her hands to her mouth and then blew on them. "My breath is hot like a heater! It makes my hands toasty."

Jordan smiled, "Are you saying you have hot breath?"

Nicole nodded, "Yeah…I mean No,"

"You make me laugh, you know that."

Nicole pouted, "My dumbness, or my never ending ability to be the damsel in distress that needs saving by a white knight on horseback?"

"You think I'm your knight?"

Nicole sighed, "Jordan if I ever start sounding corny like Zoey and Sawyer, then feel free to tell me to shut-up."

Jordan shook his head, "Never, and besides I kind of like it."

Nicole rubbed Jordan's back once again. "I like this boy…and I'm not sure if he likes me."

Jordan sat up, "You like a boy?"

Nicole nodded, "Yeah, I do like a boy. Well at least I would hope so."

Jordan smiled nervously. "Yeah…me too,"

Nicole bit her lip, "But I can't tell what he's thinking, what do you think that I should do?"

"Well…I…I'm the wrong person to ask, I've never been good at relationships and I um…"

Nicole pouted, "He's just so cute Jordan,"

"A lot of guys are cute to you Nic, what's so different about him."

"His eyes, God they're so sexy…um…did I say that, I meant they're nice, and he has these cute expressions he always makes when he is doing something smart, or when he's looking at me."

Jordan stared out towards the sunset. "Look Nicole, the suns going down."

Nicole's eyebrows furrowed low over her eyes, "Yeah, it is. Maybe it might be better if I never told him how I felt."

Jordan remained silent.

Nicole looked down sadly. "Forget it, I'm going to head back to PCA and get ready for the fair," She glanced at Jordan who was the picture of concentration as he stared out at the Pacific. "Well see ya,"

He nodded.

Hurt Nicole walked away from the lifeguard tower.

"Nicole wait,"

Nicole turned around, the wind whipped gently around her. She pulled her hair out of her face, and then stared back at Jordan as he approached.

"After I gave you CPR, and you sat up, I found this seashell underneath you, it's different, and beautiful in a way…"

Nicole looked down at the light pink seashell with blue lines, "Woah, this is gorgeous."

Kind of like you. Jordan thought to himself. "I wanted you to have it." He held his hand outwards with the seashell in between the tips of his hand.

Nicole slightly raised her chin, "Finders Keepers,"

Jordan shook his head, "No, I want you to have it."

Nicole smiled, "Thanks," She placed her hands on his and then took the seashell.

Jordan bit his lip, "I'll see you later tonight."

"Bye Jordy," Nicole took off running down the beach.

Jordan sighed as he watched her run. She reminded him of a girl on Baywatch, of course without the huge flotation devices but still beautiful. His eyebrows furrowed low over his eyes. He really didn't understand his feelings.

As Nicole ran she tripped over a log. She did a sudden tumble, roll, and then she landed on her face in the sand.

Jordan winced, "Nicole?"

She jumped up, "I'm alright!"

Logan got in the car.

Dana crossed her arms as she waited outside the door.

Logan opened her door from inside, and then turned on the ignition. Loud rap music filtered from the speakers, he switched the music to rock, and then shrugged at Dana. "What are you waiting for sweetheart?" He asked sarcastically.

"How about for you to open the door? You're not even a man Logan,"

"Fine!" Logan growled. He opened his door and then got out of the car so he could walk over to Dana's door. Logan slammed the passengers door shut, and then opened it for her, "There you go your majesty…now can we leave?"

Dana got in the car without saying thank you, and then closed her door while Logan stood outside. She then switched the station back to rap.

Frustrated Logan went over to the other side, and then slammed his door shut after he got in. "You're welcome."

"Put down the sunroof," Dana ordered.

"Nope, all the wind is going to mess up my hair."

Dana shrugged, "So, nobody cares about you."

Logan switched back to rock. "Oh, Papa Roach's new song."

Dana flipped the radio back to rap, "Oh is this is the latest Missy Elliot."

"Who cares," Logan made another attempt to turn the station, but Dana smacked his hand. "Hey, babe, I'm the one that's driving so don't you think I should have the say on what we listen to."

"No,"

Logan clenched his jaw, "You drive me crazy,"

"And you drive me insane."

Logan nodded, "Fine," He turned up Missy Elliott, and then reversed out of the parking lot.

Dana crossed her arms. He reversed good, maybe he wasn't that bad of a driver. "Can you do one more thing for me?"

"No," Logan said.

Dana reached across him, and then looked around for the sun roof button.

Logan pressed the button.

Dana smiled.

Logan pulled his sunglasses over his eyes, "You're looking damn fine Logan Reese if I do say so myself," He pulled the mirror compartment down and took a quick glance at himself, after he was finished he puckered out his lips to his reflection. "Now I'm a good looking guy!"

Dana rolled her eyes. "You're sick."

Logan nodded, "And you're crazy."

Dana reached forward and pulled Logan's sunglasses off of his face, and then pulled them over her eyes. "They look better on me,"

Logan had to admit that his sunglasses did look good on her. He turned back towards the road. "Rodeo Drive here we come."

Dana stood up.

"Hey, what are you doing crazy…"

She placed her hands on top of the red hood, and the smiled as the wind circled around her face. Dana had never driven in a car with a sun roof before, and she had always wanted to do that. Dana held her hands above her head, as her chestnut hair blew around her face. Although she and Logan fought like cats and dogs, she was looking forward to the rest of today, their shopping spree, and especially the classy party. Her cheeks grew warm as she felt Logan tug at her leg. She loved arguing with him, and fighting him, and even more she loved loving him. Dana smirked. She sounded so stupid, like some lovesick fool. But maybe that's what she had become.

"So Boyd seems like a really laid back manager," Zoey said watching as Nicole walked towards them.

Chase nodded, "Yeah, he's cool."

"It was nice of him to help Meadow out, and not to mention letting her take a shower at the shop and change into one of the outfits there. Does he live there?"

"Maybe, I know he went out for lunch, and he left us his cell number in case we need help."

Zoey giggled, "What a manager."

"Yeah, I know. Hey Zoey, I wanted to ask you something. If you want to say no, then feel free to, but I um…" Chase blushed, "Oh, um…forget it."

Zoey tilted her head to the side, "No ask me."

"I was just going to ask you to go to the fair with me, but if you're busy then I understand and I um…"

"I would love to go to the fair with you," Zoey replied.

Chase's green eyes lit up, "Really? Are you serious,"

Zoey nodded, "Yeah,"

Chase smiled widely, "Well that's awesome, I mean great…I'm going to just stop talking."

Zoey laughed, "No it's okay,"

Chase grinned, "Do you want me to pick you up, or do you want me to meet you?"

"How about I meet you at the fair." Zoey offered.

Chase nodded. "Deal,"

Zoey bit the inside of her cheek, now she had to figure out how she was going to go to dinner with Sawyer before, and get to the fair in time for Chase.

After taking a shower in the downstairs bathroom. Meadow grabbed a towel, and the wrapped it around her waist. Boyd had left for lunch, and he had left Sawyer in charge. Meadow bit her lip. Now was such a perfect time to make a move on him. She glanced in the mirror and then placed her hand against the side of her face. If only she got her hands on that kid, she would've killed him. Meadow shook her head, She couldn't worry about that now.

Meadow walked towards the door, she pushed it open, and then walked out into the store.

Sawyer was leaning against the desk as he read a surfing magazine.

"Hey you,"

Sawyer looked up, "Why don't you get dressed, a customer could walk in here

any second."

Meadow flipped her damp red hair off of her shoulders, "Hmm…customers, what customers funny boy. There's no one here."

Sawyer looked down at his magazine. "Just get dressed okay."

Meadow sauntered over to the windows, and then pulled down the curtains. One by one they dropped down.

"What are you doing?"

She shrugged, and then locked the door. "What does it look like Sawyer Brian Thomas."

Sawyer scoffed, "Unlock the door."

"What if I don't?" Meadow taunted.

Sawyer clenched his jaw, "Then I'm going to have to…"

"What make me? Do you know how much I want that." Meadow whispered seductively.

Sawyer shook his head at her, "What's wrong with you?"

Meadow narrowed her eyes at Sawyer, "I just want back what's mine,"

"You don't own me."

"Yeah I do. I own you, and I own Chase,"

Sawyer laughed, "You're sick," He moved away from the desk, and then walked towards the door.

Meadow allowed her towel to slip to her feet.

Sawyer stopped in his tracks. "What the hell are you doing?"

Meadow walked slowly towards him, "Getting you back," She reached out and then ran her hands through Sawyer's hair. "Boyd won't be back for a while."

"I don't like you."

Meadow shrugged, "And you think I care, I like you, and I want you so bad so I got to have you." Before Sawyer could say anything else, Meadow pushed herself onto him, and then started to kiss him. They fell backwards onto the floor, and Meadow tried to take off Sawyer's shirt.

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