I don't know what's going on with the chapter formatting today, but for some reason, things are coming out weird. Anyhow, I UPDATED TWO STORIES TODAY!! That's got to be a miracle, do you agree? Haha. Any of you who are Twilight fans, you should go check out my story. I'm pretty proud of the latest chapter for that one. This chapter is basically just to get me from Point A to Point B, so I'm not terribly fond of it. I just didn't want to leave you guys waiting for too much longer.
Enjoy!
ZOEY'S POV
I saw Quinn sitting on the couch with Lola, watching Girly Cow. The two were sharing popcorn and laughing. Quinn had her laptop out on her lap. I could see scientific facts and figures running across the screen.
"Ok," I muttered. "I don't even want to know." I walked over to my friends and sat on the couch next to Quinn. "Hey guys! What's up?"
"This show," Lola laughed. "It's amazing."
"It is," Quinn agreed.
"Oh! Quinn! I have something for you," I pulled my folder out of my backpack and pretended to search through. "Here." I handed her a paper. "Mrs Christie gave me your homework for today."
"Oh, thanks," she took the paper and scanned it over.
"Why weren't you in class today?" I asked innocently.
"Chase needed some help with something," she replied absently.
Lola and I looked at each other over Quinn's bent head. She couldn't have figured it out, could she? There was a long second of total silence as we prayed that Quinn hadn't seen through our plot. But then she started typing in the address on her browser and we figured that either she didn't know or she was curious.
The website Firewire had made popped up on screen and Quinn scrolled through the first page.
"PCA Dating?" she asked incredulously. "Why haven't I heard of this before?" she looked from Lola to me. "Have you guys ever heard of this?"
"What?" Lola and I leaned over to look at the screen. Firewire really outdid himself on this one. I was actually kind of proud of the creepy kid. The background of the website was striped blue and pink with the PCA logo in the upper left corner. There was a link to the actual test in the center, which Quinn promptly clicked.
"I suppose I have to do it if it's homework," she muttered as she began the test. "Although this doesn't make much sense."
"Maybe it makes more sense than you're giving it credit for," I suggested, picking up the fake homework assignment. Lola and Michael had typed it up, so I honestly had to say that I was afraid of what it said. I was pleasantly surprised. The two of them had managed to do a good job. The paper explained that a blind date would be a good way to test the brain's functions on blah, blah, blah. I remembered why I had decided against taking Psychology and set the paper back down. I focused back on Quinn, who had just about finished the survey. She hit the 'complete' button and put her laptop back down on the coffee table.
"I wonder who I'll get paired up with," she mused, a curious look in her eyes. "There's this really cute guy in my class. You know, Joseph Marshall? Maybe I'll be put with him."
"I guess you'll find out Friday night, right?" Lola looked over the paper. "You have your blind date at Sushi Rox." She gasped. "Can I help you pick out an outfit?!" Quinn laughed at Lola's enthusiasm.
"I suppose." She bent down to pick up her now closed laptop. Lola and I exchanged a pointed glance over her head. "I'm going back up to the room, guys. I've got some more homework to do and I can't focus."
As soon as she was out of earshot, Lola and I burst out laughing.
"Do you really think that this'll work?" Lola asked through her giggles.
"Oh, come on. It has to! Look how much work we put into this," I said reasonably. Lola grinned.
"I can't wait until Friday."
