Wow. I forgot that I had this story. Haha. Well, I finally wrote the next few chapters, plus I actually know where I'm going with the plotline now.

So here it is, after a long time.


QUINN'S P.O.V.

After talking to Lola about the strange phone conversation she'd had, I decided to go take a walk around campus.

"Hey Michael," I waved to my friend as he walked out of Sushi Rox.

"Quinn!" he exclaimed loudly, giving me a hug. "Quinn, Quinn...Hi!"

I laughed slightly. "What's up?"

He smiled nervously. "What would make you think that something's up?"

Nothing, I thought. Until now. Anyone with the IQ of a squirrel can see that there's something.

"I was just wondering..." I laughed. "What've you been doing today?"

"Oh," he shrugged. "Just been hanging out with Chase and Logan. We were playing...er, basketball."

I raised an eyebrow. Michael was wearing jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and sandals. "Basketball?" I asked.

Michael's eyes widened a little as he realized what I meant. "Yeah," he said slowly. "Basketball. But it was...a video game. A basketball video game."

"Right," I was suspicious, but I just let it go. "So, what did you get at Sushi Rox?"

"Spicy tuna rolls," Michael answered promptly. "With Lisa."

"Oh," I looked around the courtyard. "Where is Lisa?" Ok. So maybe I didn't let it go. I wanted to know what was going on. So sue me!

"She had to leave," Michael looked sad. "She went back to her dorm, like, five minutes ago."

"Of course," I attempted to assume a normal looking expression. "Well, I've got some stuff to do. I'll talk to you later Mike."

"Ok," Michael looked relieved. "I'll see you later Quinn." He gave me a hasty hug before he ran off in the direction of his dorm.

I stood in the courtyard for a few moments, twirling a strand of hair, as I tried to decide what to do. Yes, Michael was acting weird, but then again, Michael always acts weird. Lola was acting funny too. But that's Lola; always acting. It didn't necessarily mean anything. For all I knew, Lola and Michael were secretly dating or something.

But on the other hand, I was curious. They were both obviously not telling me something. I wanted desperately to know what was going on. After all, it wasn't until the middle of sophomore year that I actually began to be a real part of the group in the first place.

It wasn't until, five minutes after Michael left, I saw Zoey and Chase walk hand in hand out of Sushi Rox, looking all sorts of secretive, that I made my decision. I wanted to know what was going on. I discreetly slipped behind a wall so I could listen to what they were saying.

"...I don't understand how she didn't tell me this," Zoey sounded slightly upset. "I mean, I'm her roommate!"

"It's alright Zo," Chase consoled her. "She probably just meant to keep it private for awhile. I'm sure she would have told you eventually."

"I guess...but still...I like to know these things," Zoey frowned. "I mean, if your roommate was keeping a huge secret about a girl from you, you would want to know too, right?"

"Zo," Chase reminded her gently, "my roommate is keeping a secret about a girl. Remember? He's part of your secret."

"I know," Zoey sounded frustrated. "But..."

And then they got too far for me to hear. I came out from behind the wall frowning. Either Lola had told Zoey that I liked Logan and, by some miracle, Logan felt the same, or, like I had earlier thought, Lola and Michael were secretly dating. The latter situation made much more sense to me. I suppose I had a mission now. I would somehow find out if it was true...