AYYY LMAO! Its been a while, honestly. I got busy and things with things so I didn't do this thing and but now I have off and am doing this thing and the things of the things. So, without further ado, I present, chapter 3!
Disclaimer- Zoey101 is not my show, just this story plot is. Thank you.
I sighed. I was sitting back in my room.
How can you hate someone so much you have sex with them? Not even my complex science mind could stretch around this. And honestly, how can you say you lost your virginity to a playboy? How much fun I'm going to have explaining this one. I sighed, yet again. I remembered I told Chase, and I prayed to God he wouldn't tell Zoey. If he did, I would just have to strangle him. While I was lost in my train of thoughts, I heard someone scream my name. Lola.
"Quinn!" she screams. "You just completely ditched us because of stupid Logan!" She was sweating a bit, it looks like they played a bit while I wasn't there.
"Sorry, I don't like taking shit from him." I replied, drinking my Blix.
Lola rolled her eyes. "You gonna come back or stay here?"
"Whatever." I say, getting up, my nose still bleeding. Me and Lola continue onto the volleyball court. Everyone is playing, so we just kinda jump in. Me, Michael and Zoey end up winning. I spiked Logan in the face. When he asked if his face was messed up, I said yes. He almost cried, it was so funny. After that, there was campus dinner and then we all went to our dorms.
"Well, that was a great game." Zoey says, sitting on her bed, her blonde hair in a perfect ponytail.
"That's because your teammates aren't either staring at their biceps or tripping over something." Lola replies, playing with the hem of her blue pajama pants.
Zoey laughed, and so did I. I was wearing my favorite sweatpants and a shirt from one of my sneaking out shopping trips. I have to admit, it was pretty comfortable.
"Well, its time to sleep." Zoey said. She turned out the light after we all said goodnight.
Of course, I felt sick at that moment. Always at the wrong moments.
"I forgot to brush my teeth!" I say. I got up quickly and left, before they questioned anything. I threw up quickly, (It's so gross, ew.) and then when I was taking a walk back, I felt someone grab me. I almost screamed, when I realized it was Logan.
"Logan!" I said, when we were outside.
"We need to talk." He said. He looked pretty cute without seventy-five pounds of hair gel on his head.
"About what?" I asked.
"Us." Logan replied, looking at me straight in the eyes. When I looked back, he looked away.
"There is an 'Us' now?" I asked him, looking at him sideways. He didn't look back.
"Maybe there is. I don't know." he replied.
"Look, you don't need to figure it out. Logan, I know, I know you have flings with other girls. I get it, you don't like me, just you and your teenage boy hormones. Ok Logan, there isn't need to talk about us when there is no u-" I started to say before he cut me off, kissing me. His breath smelled of mints and toothpaste. He put his arms around my waist and I put my arms on his shoulders. I was confused, like REALLY confused. Logan Reese, kiss me first? I must be in some sort of nightmare. When we pulled apart I looked at him, deciding if I should either smack him or kiss him again.
"What the hell?" I asked. He wouldn't look at me.
"Sorry..." he mumbled.
"Wait.. wait. Did the great Logan Reese just say sorry? To ME? And kiss me? Logan, are you drunk?" I said, laughing. He kinda chuckled. He looked cute half smiling.
Why do I keep calling him cute? Jesus.
I looked him in the eyes. I was tempted to kiss him again.
"Look Qui-" he stared to say before we heard people. Both of us ducked away. It was Zoey and Lola.
"Quinn!" They called.
When me and Logan realized who it was, we sorta panicked. I realized if I didn't go back to them, they would call the police, thinking I'm missing or something. I looked at Logan sympathetically, mouthed the word 'Sorry', then ran off to meet them.
"Hey!" Zoey said when she saw me. She hugged me. "Where did you go?"
"I.. I just went for a walk. I didn't feel good after I brushed, so I walked around outside. It's so relaxing out."
It was quiet for a minute or so, we just looked from one another.
"Quinn, are you ok?" Zoey asked.
"What? Why do you think I'm not ok? I'm fine." I said.
"Whatever you say." Lola said, shrugging.
We walked back to our dorm. We chatted together on the way, then arrived to our dorm. We all slept, but I didn't sleep. Zoey had gotten up in the middle of the night, thinking I was asleep, and walked over to Lola. They talked when they thought I wasn't listening, but I heard them.
"Something isn't right with her, and it's not just her behavior." Zoey said.
"What makes you say that? Besides her strange behavior." Lola replied.
"When I hugged her and she smelled like," she paused, sighing. " throw up."
"Wow." Lola said.
"And," Zoey replied.
"And?" Lola repeated.
"Logan's perfume."
I'm sorry if I have become a more shitty writer, this is a very shitty chapter. I just like to twist things around. You know me. Anyway, this is a new chapter. It may be a while before I release another, may not. I just kept getting emails about it and kept feeling guilty. Alright, thanks for reading.
-Liv