What You Want But Can't Have

**Disclaimer:** **Would I really be writing on FanFiction if I actually owned Zoey 101?**

This should be the best night of your life.

You've got the perfect dress- soft, light pink, hugging your curves and making your legs look super long. Not to mention that your heels are terrific.

Your silky-soft brown hair has been pulled in a complicated, curly updo that took forever for the lady from the beauty salon to style. You look elegant and pretty with this gorgeous hairdo.

Your makeup highlights your eyes, framing them with thick, dark lashes. And your lips shine like glass thanks to your MAC Lipglass, specially bought just for tonight.

You've even got a really hot guy as your date for the evening. This is only the second time you've ever been out with him, but he's friendly, and sweet, and he seems to care about you being happy.

Yes, this is everything you always expected it would be. As a little girl, you would dream of this magical, romantic night, and this has, theoretically, lived up to your expectations.

In reality, however, you wish that you could forget this night for eternity. You never want to remember your senior prom at PCA again in all your life.

You and your date are sitting at two tables that are right next to each other. Your chairs are next to each other, too, but the two of you aren't talking to each other. He's chatting with all of his tuxedo-clad buddies, and you sit next to him at the other table, alone.

You mostly prefer it this way, honestly. It took a lot of convincing for your date to talk to his friends instead of you- he wanted to make this a great night for you. Finally, he listened when you told him for the millionth time that you were tired from dancing and wanted nothing more than to rest for a few minutes.

It's been forty-five minutes, and you're still resting.

You just can't bring yourself to dance and laugh and have fun with your date. Oh sure, you look happy on the outside- even now, sitting alone. You appear like you're having a great time.

But you feel miserable on the inside. And as a new, very slow song starts, you see the reason for your misery, swaying right in the middle of the dance floor.

There he is, slow dancing with her. The perfect couple. You can't say exactly how, but they even look good together, their brown and blonde hair somehow matching.

Seeing Chase dance with Zoey is like having a knife stabbed into your heart.

Because it's more than just dancing. That would hurt enough. But they are smiling at each other dreamily, and Chase is stroking Zoey's cheek gently ever so often, and she rests her head on his shoulder some of the time.

And the worst part of it is they are so clearly in love with each other. You can see the trust and faith in Zoey's eyes as she gazes at him. And you can see the honest, deep love in Chase's eyes as he looks down at her.

They were truly made for each other. They go together like peanut butter and jelly, or warm chocolate chip cookies and milk.

Everyone stares at them as they sway back and forth, even the other dancing couples, occasionally. Because everyone knows that this is the best couple in all of PCA. Chase and Zoey, Zoey and Chase. They were like a fairy tale- the prince was in love with the princess secretly, and she was ignorant of the fact, but she loved him the entire time too. People knew for years that the two of them would end up together eventually.

And guess what? They did. The prince and the princess fell madly in love and lived happily ever after. The end.

But the story doesn't mention the girl that was best friends with both the prince and the princess. It doesn't mention that the girl found the prince funny and charming. It doesn't mention that the girl was the one person he could come to with his problems that he didn't want anyone else to know, not even the princess.

It doesn't mention that the girl fell in love with the prince and could have spent all day with him doing whatever he wanted as long as it meant they were together. It doesn't mention that the girl was heartbroken when the prince finally got to be with the princess. It doesn't mention that suddenly, the girl was no longer the person he came to first with his problems. It doesn't mention that while the girl and the prince still hung out sometimes, it was way less than before the prince and the princess started dating.

It doesn't mention that the girl was you.

Or more correctly, the girl _is_ you.

You can see Chase say something to her. You took a lip reading class when you were younger, so you can tell what he's saying. And suddenly, you wish your mother had never let you sign up for that "ridiculous class," as she called it when you begged her to let you take it.

Because Chase just told Zoey, "I love you, Zoey."

And as Zoey responds, you don't even need your lip reading skills to know what she's saying: "I love you too, Chase."

And then their lips meet in a kiss, and you can't take it anymore. You stand up, grabbing your purse and muttering an excuse to your date, putting your hand out when he tries to get up and follow you. Once he's back in his chair, you walk out of there as fast as you can without looking like it's urgent. You keep a smile on your face, so everyone will think everything is completely normal.

Because you are perpetually bubbly and happy. You don't get sad, you don't cry, you just walk around in a bubble of peppiness.

But you just want one night to cry for what you've never had a chance of getting, but you wish with all your heart that you did. You want one night to be despondent and let your feelings crash over you like a tsunami.

You get outside to the beach that the hotel they're hosting the prom at is located on, and collapse on the sand a little ways away from the hotel.

And then you let your tears flow.

And as the senior prom rages on inside the building, filled with happy couples who are in love with each other, you sob on the beach with sand all over your dress and mascara running down your cheeks.

You will never be one of those happy couples, because the person you are in love with is in a different happy couple, with his perfect girl.

When you get your yearbook this year, you already know what the first thing you are going to do is. Before signing anyone's yearbook or finding how many times you have a picture on the pages of the book, you are flipping straight to the page about the senior prom.

And you are ripping the page out so you never have to look at it and be reminded. Even if it doesn't mention them anywhere, you can't have that page in your yearbook. You'll burn the page to ashes so you can't see it ever again. And if someone wants you to sign on that page in their yearbook, you'll politely refuse.

Because for you, Lola Martinez, senior prom is no longer the magical night it is for everyone else and for you when you were little. For you, senior prom is a reminder of the fact that you desperately want what you can't have- Chase's love.

And when you're madly in love with someone, it is the most painful thing in the world when their love is what you want but can't have.

**A/N:** **I've recently really started to like this pair. My favorite is Quogan, no competition, but I really like Chola, too. They're probably my second favorite. **

**Anyway, I got the idea for this late last night after reading some Chola fics. I was inspired, I guess. I decided to go for angsty instead of fluffy because while I love fluff and have tried to write it before, I'm more comfortable writing angst as of now. But that's okay, because I like angst too. I'm so weird.**

**I meant to write Quogan first, but this idea just demanded that I write it. I felt so bad for Lola while I was writing this. :(**

**I really hope you guys liked this oneshot. I really like it, personally. Please review and tell me what you think, it would really mean a lot to me.**

**-CL**

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What You Want But Can't Have by clouds of nothing


The Little Things

The Little Things

By gypsyeyes91

Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey 101 or any affiliated characters, objects, or places. I am using these characters without permission; however, I'm not getting paid for this, so I'm not infringing the copyright.

a/n: I purposely made this pairing ambiguous. I personally see it as a Q/L, but you can fit it to any pairing you want, basically. Please review!

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It's the little things she does that make him realize she's worthwhile. Like the little quirks she has, the way her brows furrow when she wants to solve a problem but can't, the way she says she cares about studying, but how he knows underneath she's dying to skip class like the rest of them. He loves how when she finds something funny, she has to tell everyone she knows. It's the same with when she learns something new. After all the time he's spent with her, he realizes more and more how much he loves the little things about her.

Their relationship is a secret. It doesn't really have to be; she finally broke up with that boyfriend of hers and they're a legitimate couple. But something tells the both of them that they're not ready to reveal to the world that they're in a relationship. So they keep it hidden; they spend romantic time away with each other when everyone else leaves to go do something as a group. They spend time in their own little hiding place in a part of the campus that no one's ever seen. And to tell you the truth, he almost likes it better this way. With the fact that it's a secret, no one starts rumors, no one judges them, and no one pays an undue amount of attention. And only he knows what his girlfriend is really like.

They might not always get to spend time together, though. And it's kind of hard to _not_ act like a couple when everyone else is. So she lets him know with little gestures. He's not really a quiet person, and if it were up to him he'd be showing her off for the world to see, and then kissing her in front of everyone, but he can't, so anything is good enough for him. And he swears he's learned to be more patient from all of this. Little things make his day. Like when they sit next to each other, and she leans her legs on his, so that they're barely touching, or when they're sitting so that their arms are holding them up, she discreetly moves her hand behind his so that their arms are crisscrossed. Then there are times when they'll be sitting at the table during meals, when she'll reach her hand over and gently stoke his wrist (in a NOT gross way!!). He doesn't do anything, because he knows that he would lose control and it would become apparent to everyone how he felt about her.

Then there are the times when they are with their groups, yet at the same time they have time alone together. That's when he'll steal a glance at her and stare until she looks over to find him taking in every detail of her face. Then, she quickly smiles and winks, so that no one catches it but him. But then later, she'll look over at him with an expression so full of care and love that he knows he made the right choice of a girlfriend. He lets his guard down for a moment, but then puts it up again when he remembers they're not alone.

When they're together, even if they're not doing couple things, he relishes in every moment of it. Because of her, he's learned that everything doesn't have to be extravagant and blown out of proportion. Now, he doesn't need elaborate gifts or romantic dates anywhere in the world. It's the little things that count, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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The Little Things by Dustbowl Dance


Will you go to Prom With Me? The Songfic

**A/N: Hey guys! Well, this is my first ever song fic. Sorry if it sucks. I really don't know how to write them and I figured I'd give it a shot. The song it "Will You Go To Prom With Me?" by HelloGoodbye.

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**What did you say? ****Prom is coming up, it's on the 17th of May!**

The gang walked into the lounge and noticed a paper on the bulletin board.

Attention Students: On May 17th we will be holding the junior prom. Only those with tickets will be admitted so if you would like some please sign your name below. I would like to remind you that a prom is formal so that means boys wear suits or tuxes and girls wear dresses.

**And I have a message that I want to convey. ****I will buy a nice suit and you can wear a pretty dress.**

All that was going through Chase's mind was Zoey. _I should ask Zoey to go with me! It would be the perfect time to tell her I love her!_

Meanwhile, Zoey was also preoccupied in thought. _Yeah a prom! I can't wait! Hmmm...I wonder who's going to ask me? I know who I want it to be, but I don't think he'll ask._

**You will watch me dance and realize I am the best!**

_I'm not much of a dancer though,_ thought Chase._ I'm used to just bobbing my head along to the music... Maybe Michael can help me..._

**Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance.**

One day, after a long mental debate, Chase finally walked up to Zoey and asked her.

"Hey Zoey!"

"Hey Chase! How are you?"

"Good...umm...Willyougotopromwithme?"

"I'm sorry I didn't catch that. What did you say?"

Just my luck. Now I have to repeat myself. This time I took a nice long breath, looked at her, and said as slowly as I could, "Will you go to prom with me?" She just stared at me blankly so I figured she was trying to figure out a way to nicely say no. "I understand if you don't want to." I hung my head and to my surprise she lifted my head back up and looked me in the eye.

"I'd love to go to prom with you Chase!" She smiled a smile that made my heart melt. My eyes were open wide in surprise but then I realized what was going on so I smiled.

"Awesome!!! I'll go get the tickets. See you later!" I said. I quickly walked to my room and shouted, "YES! Who's going to the prom with Zoey? I am!" and I pumped my fists in the air.

**We'll slow dance, and fast dance, and clap, clap, clap our hands. ****My moves will be so hot you'll have to stand under a fan.**

It was the night of the prom. I picked Zoey up, gave her the corsage I had bought her, and we headed to the dance.

We immediately started to dance. Michael had given me some dancing lessons, so I was, dare I say it, actually pretty good.

**My moves will be better that your favorite ice cream. ****I cut like a knife and I dance just like a dream!**

Soon a slow dance came on and we dance pretty close together. I was sure she could fell my heart pounding. After a while, though, I calmed down and whispered in her ear, "I love you, Zoey." _I can't believe I just said that! _Those words had slipped out of my mouth and I was scared of what her reaction would be.

**Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance.**

All different thoughts poured into my mind. _Oh great. I probably just ruined one of my best friendships EVER!_ While I was worrying about losing one of my best friends, she finally spoke up.

She whispered in my ear, "I love you to, Chase. When you asked me to go to the prom with you, my heart practically leaped out of my body."

**Let's go to prom. And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Let's go to prom. And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Let's go to the prom. And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Let's go to the prom. And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance.**

We looked at each other for what seemed like eternity and slowly leaned forward. Our lips finally met and we both knew that it was meant to be, because there were defiantly fireworks, sparks, and whatnot.

**Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance. Will you go to prom with me? And dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance, and dance.

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**A/N: It's me again. I'd like to know what you guys thought! I was also wondering if I should either write it again as a story(without the music) and attempt to make it longer. If you have any complaints or compliments I'd be happy to hear them! Flames are accepted in this cold harsh weather. Also, if anyone has any ideas of other songs I could write as a fanfic for Zoey101 or Hannah Montana, please do tell.**

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Will you go to Prom With Me? The Songfic by apparox148


That Little School Girl Uniform

Disclaimer: I do not own...

_**That Little School Girl Uniform**_

_**Logan Reese P.O.V**_

We have a dance tonight. Unfortunately, PCA had just announced that we are required to wear uniforms.

Stupid Shit...

We had to do computer match-ups again, I ended up with Ms. Dana Cruz.

How lucky can a guy get?

I made my way into the gym, wearing black shoes, dress pants, and a baby blue button-up dress shirt with a loose purple tie.

I took a seat at a nearby table, watching everyone dance. The gang was supposed to meet me here.

Speaking of which...

Zoey, Michael, Chase, Lola and Dana walked up.

"Hey Logan." They greeted and sat down. They were all dressed proper, that is...all but one...

"Dana, you shouldn't be wearing something so revealing." Zoey pointed out.

"I can wear whatever I want." Dana shot back, rolling her eyes in the process.

"Whatever, Chase let's dance!" Zoey pulled Chase's arm and led him to the dance floor. Lola did the same to Michael. It was only me and Dana.

I moved closer until our shoulders were touching, I looked fully at what she was wearing.

Very loose purple tie, white button-up shirt which was buttoned VERY low, I could see her black lace bra. A very short skirt, and stilettos. She smelled like lavender and vanilla, heavenly. She looked really pretty.

"So Dana, wanna dance?" I asked, giving her one of my best smiles. Not a smirk, a smile.

"I guess, I got nothing better to do anyway." She said and I followed her out to the dance floor. It was a fast song, and it gave me opportunity to look at her figure. How she moved.

Stunning...

"I like the outfit Cruz. Very sexy." I say and wink. She scoffs and rolls her eyes, but smiles all the while.

"Not looking too bad yourself Reese." She replied. I smiled. I felt a push behind me and I ended up right behind this gorgeous girl. Now, I only call her gorgeous and stuff cause she is. Other girls might just be sexy lookin', but she has the whole package, probably a sexy brain too.

She turned around and I felt her chest press against mine. The feeling was so...

Incredible...

Suddenly, a slow song came on, and we looked around a bit confused.

"Um...wanna dance?" I asked. I mean, I wasn't about to give up the opportunity to slow dance with such a beautiful girl.

"Sure, I don't wanna look like a weirdo just standing here." She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck as mine went around her waist. We danced for a bit until I felt her rest her head on my chest. Her hair smelled heavenly. Cherries and cream, yummy. I lowered my mouth to her ear.

"You really do look pretty tonight Dana. I'm not just saying that." I whispered. She looked up at me and smiled, pulling herself closer to me.

"Thanks Logan." She whispered back, causing me to softly smile, looking down at her. So...

Pretty...

"I didn't know a little school girl uniform could look so good." I flirted. I saw her cheeks turn a light pink.

"You like what you see Reese?" She gestured towards herself, although I think she caught me staring specifically at her boobs. I'm a guy, so sue me.

"Maybe, depends. You like what you see?" I teased.

"Maybe. Only one way to find out." She replied. I had a puzzled look on my face. What did she mean by that?

She leaned up and kissed my neck, now...I think I know why she did this. She knew it would drive me mad, knowing I would want her by the um...temptation in my pants. I felt her smirk against my neck. I moaned lowly as she hit a spot just below my earlobe which drove me wild.

"Dana..." She pulled back and smirked.

"I knew it. You can't resist Reese." I smiled at that.

"Maybe I don't want to." I replied, earning a confused look from her. I leaned in and kissed her lips. They were so...

Soft...

Warm...

Inviting...

Tasty...

I felt her kiss back, emotions running high, no stopping us. It suddenly turned into a full-on make-out session in the middle of the dance-floor.

We pulled away at the same time.

"Wow." She breathed out. I was standing there, looking into her eyes, trying to catch my breath.

"Dana, I love you." I admitted and looked her in the eyes.

"Logan...I-I love you too." She smiled warmly back and kissed me, only this one was shorter, but just as sweet as the first.

And to think this all happened because of a...

Little School Girl Uniform.

**Cute! Review and tell me what you guys thought of it. It just popped into my head one day, so I decided to post it.**

**REVIEW!**

**-Talar**

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That Little School Girl Uniform by becks-castle41319


The Love of Football

Disclaimer: I do not own...

_**The love of football**_

**Logan P.O.V**

State championships...

Vince is back...

We have a shot...

Dana is back...

I missed her...

Ten minutes until game time...

Here goes nothing...

PCA vs. North Ridge Academy...

Bring it...

I quickly wiped the sweat off my forehead before putting my helmet on...

I rushed out of the tunnel with the rest of my team, Vince leading the way...

It's now or never baby...

I feel the rush of the crowd, the electricity...

It feels awesome...

I want that trophy, and I'm sure Vince wants to redeem himself...

No more jerky Logan...

It's game time...

Ten minutes into the game we were down by seven...

Shit.

The next two quarters were a battle back and forth...

No one scored a single point...

Seems impossible right?

Not really...

The two best high school's in the state...

With the best defenses in the state...

Very possible...

Fourth quarter rush...

It's our time...

We're still down by six...

I look around in the crowd...

I see the gang...

I see Dana...

I smile, she's wearing a PCA jersey, she looks so cute...

I focus back on the game...

Fourteen seconds left...

Vince hands off the ball to me, I make a rush for down field...

Somehow I get past Cougar defense, and I see open field...

I get pulled down by a Cougar, holding my ankle in the process...

It's sprained...

Extremely badly...

I can't...

I have to play...

"Logan sit." Coach demands...

I refuse...

I put my helmet back on, my mouth piece securely in place...

I limped onto the field, earning shocked faces from everyone...

Including Dana...

"Let's do this..." I told myself.

Vince got the ball, Mike got open...

Earning a pass...

For a touchdown...

All we needed was a two point conversion...

I bit down hard on my mouthpiece...

The pain is unbearable...

I feel the sweat drip down my face...

My body aches...

My legs hurt...

My ankle hurts...

I can't give up, we're too close...

Vince told us the play...

He screams hike...

He hands it off to me...

I feel someone tackle me from behind...

They pulled me by my bad ankle...

I bite down harder on my mouthpiece...

I dive for the touchdown...

Getting the two points in the process...

The game is over...

We won...

I take off my helmet, I spit out my mouthpiece...

The gang rushes onto the field...

"LOGAN!!" I turn around...

Dana...

I smile...

"Dana, we won!" I scream...

She smiles back...

"My hero..." She says and kisses me...

I kiss back...

I should be a hero more often...

**Review tell me what you thought, I was bored, no one ever really writes about Logan playing football, I thought it would be different...**

**REVIEW!**

**-Talar**

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The Love of Football by becks-castle41319


There Goes My Hero

**_There Goes My Hero_**

**_A/N: Hey everyone this is my newest song fic. In this one I will finally will use my oh so favorite topic in the world, sports, as part of the story. Alright in this story it's the night before the state championship football game, and for the first time ever The Great Vince Blake is nervous before a football game, and is looking for some motivation. Luckily for him his girlfriend is able to supply the motivation he needs for the big game. I hope everyone enjoys the story and please review._**

**_Summary: One-shot song fic. The Great Vince Blake never needs motivation before a football game, but before the biggest game of his life he wouldn't mind some from his girlfriend. L/V._**

**_Disclaimer: I own nothing. Zoey 101is owned by Nickelodeon and Dan Schneider, and the song My Hero is owned by the Foo Fighters, who sings the song._**

_Too alarming now to talk about _

_Take your pictures down and shake it out _

_Truth or consequence, say it aloud_

_Use that evidence, race it around_

He was The Great Vince Blake, and football was his game, his life, why would he need outside motivation to play it.

Why would he need motivation from someone else when he was considered the best high school football player in the entire state of California, when he had earned a full ride to play quarterback at one of the top college programs in the country, Southern California.

At this moment, the night before the state championship football game, Vince Blake needed motivation because for the first time ever he was nervous before a game. And the reason he was nervous wasn't because of the actual game, it was from the mistake he made almost two years to the day, which almost ruined his life.

_There goes my hero_

_Watch him as he goes_

_There goes my hero_

_He's ordinary_

Before the biggest mistake he ever made Vince Blake was a hero on the PCA campus, as the sophomore was about to do something no PCA football player had ever done, lead PCA to the state championship in the sport. Then he took the hopes of the entire school and flushed it down the drain when he took pictures of that test, thinking he was better then the system. Vince got caught, was kicked out of school, and PCA got destroyed in the state title game. Vince Blake had ruined everything he had going for him.

Then he got a second chance.

_Don't the best of them bleed it out_

_While the rest of them peter out_

_Truth or consequence, say it aloud _

_Use that evidence, race it around_

He was admitted back to PCA right after football season during what should have been the fall semester of his junior year, but he was behind. Vince then hits the books and amazed everyone, completing the second semester of his sophomore year when he got back, over holiday break, and during the first weeks of the spring semester. Vince finished his first junior semester during the rest of that spring semester, and then went to summer school to complete his second junior semester. It was amazing that he was caught up by the first day of his senior year.

He also made his friends back. His first friend when he got back to PCA was James, since James didn't know the old Vince, though he revealed it as they became better friends. James felt Vince had done his time and they remained friends, and were roommates this year. The next person he won over was his now girlfriend Lola. Once he won Lola back Zoey and Quinn soon followed, as did Michael and Logan eventually. Vince continued to regain his friends as he continued to prove he had changed.

Then Chase came back from England.

Chase was easily the hardest one to win back, for obvious reasons. It took a lot of convincing, especially from Michael, Logan, James, and Zoey, but the two actually became friends.

Vince was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice his girlfriend sneak up on him.

"Hey," Lola said to him rather loudly as Vince jumped.

"Whoa, hey there, wasn't expecting that," Vince said as he kissed Lola.

"What are you doing out here the night before the big game," Lola asked.

"Just thinking about everything I have been through the past two years, I'm kinda nervous," Vince said.

"Why is that," Lola asked.

"Because even though I have done everything I could think of to prove to everyone I changed, there are some out there who still don't believe me. Numerous times people have tried to frame me to get me in trouble again, luckily Quinn helped me out of those situations, but still people don't believe I have changed, people still think I cheat on tests when I don't anymore. Hell earlier today some kid told me he hoped we lost tomorrow just because of what I did two years ago. I just feel awful because I was everyone's hero and I let them down," Vince said.

Lola responded by planting a very passionate kiss on Vince.

_There goes my hero_

_Watch him as he goes_

_There goes my hero_

_He's ordinary_

"Who cares if your not everyone's hero anymore, after everything you've been through you're my hero, that's all that should matter," Lola said as she kissed him again.

As soon as Lola said those words he had all the motivation he needed.

_Kudos my hero leaving all the best_

_You know my hero, the one that's on_

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"Welcome to Bulldog Stadium on the campus of Fresno State University for the California High School Academies Football State Championship Game between San Jose's Silicon Valley Academy Thunder and Malibu's Pacific Coast Academy Stingrays."

It had been an intense game between the two best high school academy football teams in the state, as the scored was tied at 28 when regulation ended, meaning the game would go to overtime.

In the first overtime each time was able to get a touchdown and extra point to tie the game at 35. Then in the second overtime neither team was able to score, keeping the game at 35 heading into a third overtime, where after a touchdown you have to go for two points, extra point kicks were not an opinion.

The Thunder got the ball first in overtime number three and scored a touchdown on their very first play, but on their two point attempt James was able to intercept the ball, preventing the Thunder from getting the two points. PCA started their overtime possession with Michael running the ball twice for nine yards combined. Vince then threw an incomplete pass on third down, meaning they were down to the potential final play of the game. It was fourth down and one yard to go, if PCA got the yard the game continued if they didn't the game ended. Vince faked a handoff to Michael, and the Thunder defense took the bait, leaving Logan wide open as Vince tossed it to him for the touchdown.

Now it was PCA's turn for the two point conversation, get the two points they win, if not onto a fourth overtime. Vince got the play, told the team it in the huddle and lined up his players. Vince then looked to the sidelines and saw Lola, front row wearing his purple jersey, and remembered what she said the night before.

_There goes my hero_

_Watch him as he goes_

_There goes my hero_

_He's ordinary_

"After everything you've been through you're my hero, that's all that matter" the words rang in his head, and he just smiled.

Vince called hike and got the ball. He faked the handoff to Michael. He looked for Logan, he was covered, he then looked to James, and he was also covered. Vince then saw an open area down the sideline and took it, running the ball himself. He was all by himself until a defensive player got near at the one yard line. Vince then jumped up, avoiding the tackle and diving into the end zone for the two points.

"PCA WINS, PCA WINS," is all Vince hears when he hits the ground before being mobbed by his teammates.

Vince's teammates then lifted him onto their shoulders and took him to the PCA side of the field, where the entire crowd was chanting "VINCE, VINCE, VINCE." Vince was met by Lola.

"That's why you are my hero," Lola said as she kissed Vince.

Vince just smiled and returned the kiss.

_There goes my hero_

_Watch him as he goes_

_There goes my hero_

_He's ordinary_

The Great Vince Blake was once again PCA's hero.

**_A/N: Alright everyone that was my story, I hope you enjoyed. Now when trying to find the right song for my idea I actually found two stories I liked for this idea, so I will be writing another song fic that is a sequel to this story, so look out for it, it will be called The Reason. Again I hope everyone enjoyed the story and please leave a review._**

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There Goes My Hero by psav2005


Know It All

_**Know It All**_

**A/N: Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101. The only things I do own in this story are Mr. Raemo and Alex Garbange.**

**So that no body get's confused, the _italizied _word are the person's thoughts. Enjoy!

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****Zoey's POV**

I was sitting in my History class, when the teacher, Mr. Raemo, asked his third question about the Panama Canal. I, like I had done the other two times, raised my hand.

"Does anybody, other than Zoey, know the answer?" He looked around the class and people shook their heads, stared into space, and I even heard someone let out a dry cough. "Ok. Ms. Brooke please give me your answer." I gave him my answer confidently. I was also the only one who had answered the first two questions.

The bell rang, indicating the end of class and the end of the school day. I stood up, put my books in my bag, and started out of the room, but a few words coming out of some people's mouths stopped me.

"Oh my gosh! How much more of a know-it-all can Zoey be?" I looked to see who the speaker was and it was some girl that wears way too much make-up. She was talking to my best friend Nicole. _Nothing to fret about. Nicole will back me up._

Nicole's response was, "I know, right? I mean jeez!" My jaw dropped and my mouth was wide open. Nicole looked over in my direction and noticed me standing there for the first time. "Z-Zoey! I didn't-" I didn't stay around for her answer. I ran out of that room at the speed of light. _I thought Nicole was my friend! I guess not..._

I ran to one of my favorite places to go to just get away from everyone. It was this huge tree that couldn't be seen from the sidewalk. When I reached my destination, I decided not to hold in my tears anymore. Actually, to be honest with you, it wasn't my decision...They just kind of fell.

Suddenly, I feel an arm go around my shoulders and pull me into a body. _I must have been crying so loudly that I didn't even realize a person walk over._ The mysterious person tried to comfort me. After a while of crying into his, I'm assuming it's a him, shoulder, I finally pulled away to see who it was.

When I pulled away, I couldn't see. My eyes were too tear stained to see correctly. I wiped my eyes and saw a big bush of hair. I immediately recognized this to be my best friend Chase's hair. "Chase. Do you think I'm a know-it-all?"

He took a good look at me and said softly, "Not at all. In fact, if you didn't answer those question, who would have?" Chase was always there for me and always knew how to make me laugh in even the worse situations.

"True. What happened when I left?"

"Oh, nothing much. The word spread to almost everyone, but don't you worry. I stood up for you."

"Ah. My knight in shining armor!" We both laughed at this, but Chase seemed to like the idea of it.

"Come on. Let's get you up to your room." He got up, helped me up, and we walked off to my dorm. On the way there we made small talk. We basically spoke about the weather and seals. Don't ask me how we started talking about seals, because all I know is that we were talking about how sunny it was and then we found ourselves talking about how seals spin those balls on their noses.

We reached the building, entered the girl's lounge, and, much to my dismay, we were scorned by our fellow students. Chase was more aggravated then I was. Heck, he could have been aggravated for the both of us!

"Hey, Zoe. Go ahead to the dorm. I'll meet you there."

"Ok." I walked out of the room, but instead of listening to Chase's directions, I just stood at the door. I wanted to know what he was going to do!

**Chase's POV**

I have had enough of this. I mean so what if she answered three History questions! It's not like any of them were about to give it a shot.

"Hey guys, listen. Stop giving Zoey a hard time! It's not like any of you were about to give an answer."

Vince Blake, that stupid football jerk, spoke up. "You're only sticking up for her because you're in love with her." _How did he know I loved Zoey?_

"That's not-" I was cut off by one of Vince's cronies, Alex Garbange.

"Don't even try to tell us that it's not true. This whole room knows it's true."

I was defeated. "Ok. So maybe I do like Zoey, but that's not the only reason I stood up for her! I stood up for her because she's my friend and she would have done the same thing for me. Also, because if she hadn't answered the questions, Mr. Raemo would have given us a quiz!" Once everyone heard my last sentence, there was a chorus of "True" and "Yea."

I walked out of the room, and much to my surprise, I almost bumped into Zoey. "Z-Zoey! Did you hear that?" She nodded.

**Zoey's POV**

Chase, my best friend, Chase loves me? What is the world! When he walked out of the room, he almost bumped into me. He asked me if I heard what he said. I nodded and did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close. I kissed him. _Oh my gosh! I'm kissing Chase!_ When we pulled away, he had a surprised look on his face. "I love you too." It was out before I realized it. His eyes got a bit wider, but then he smiled softly at me.

"Zoey, will you be my girlfriend?" I returned the soft smile and said, "Of course." We walked off to my dorm hand in. _I may be a know-it-all, but I had no clue that Chase liked me.

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**A/N: Ok. Well this didn't come out as well as it had when I came up with the idea... Anyway, when I get 5 reviews for it I will post another story. Toodles! **_

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Know It All by apparox148


A First Time For Everything

A First Time For Everything

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It was a beautiful day. He couldn't help but notice as he tried to tie the little black bowtie around his neck, nearly strangling himself. Yes, it was a perfect day for a wedding.

"Here, let me do that," his dad said quietly. He turned to the mirror for one last glimpse. He looked good. He wasn't afraid to admit that.

"Logan?" The minister glanced inside the room. "It's time." Soon, he stood onstage, watching the front doors open. A little girl with Lola's smile skipped down the aisle, throwing flower petals. A boy with Chase's wild hair lagged behind, carrying a silk pillow.

Suddenly, she walked down the aisle toward him. She looked more beautiful than he had ever seen her. Her blonde curls fell over her shoulders and her brown eyes shone with happiness. God, how he loved those eyes. They pierced him in anger, they melted him in sorrow. He felt he could drown in them and die happy.

She would never understand how she changed him. Before she came along, he ruled the school. People did what he said, mostly because he had money, but that had never bothered him. Until her. She made him feel, well, insignificant for the first time in his life. She brought about all of the insecurities that he worked so hard to hide.

She would never admit it, but they were a lot alike. He knew that underneath her tough exterior she was vulnerable and fragile. He knew this because he was, too. When he saw glimpses of that fragility, he felt emotions he had never experienced before. He felt compassion, and a fierce anger toward whoever dared hurt her.

It was certainly new to him. And yet it all came so easy. He didn't think twice when he stood up to Chuck Javers for her. He never regretted it, not for a second.

He agreed to tutor her in chemistry not because the teacher asked, but because she asked; because, for the first time, he felt that she truly needed him. It was the first time he realized that he needed her.

That marked the change in him. For the first time the world did not revolve around him. He did things completely out of character, like standing up to the football team when they wanted to flatten Chase.

She took her place on the stage, next to the other bridesmaids, adjusting her yellow gown. She gripped the ring bearer's shoulders firmly, and Logan caught the loving gaze she directed at Chase, Logan's good friend and best man.

He looked away from them as Quinn entered, her white dress flowing behind her and her dark brown curls shining. She joined him, and he smiled at her.

Logan knew what he was doing. Zoey loved Chase. And Quinn loved him. Quinn needed him.

So Logan put aside his wants, his feelings for their sake.

_Hey_, he thought, _there's a first time for everything_.

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A First Time For Everything by Riley Alicia


Filthy and Gorgeous

_A/N 6/11/07: Just edited a few minor errors I saw here and there..._

Just a one shot I thought while hearing 'Filthy and Gorgeous' by Scissor Sisters (great songgg! So much style). Yep it is a songfic, but not entirely based on the song...

Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey 101 nor the song...lol

**Filthy and Gorgeous**

**What do you call a girl who'****s gorgeous but still has the ability to be as nasty and filthy as she wants? A tease, and what a tease she was...**

_Oh you're so filthy
And I am gorgeous_

She walked down the halls, a confident strut in her walk and a smirk in her glossy lips. She looked to the side as a california blonde walked up to her joining the brunette for their next class.

_When you're walkin' down the street
And a man tries to get your business
And the people that you meet
Want to open you up like Christmas
_

"Hey Dana", the blonde smiled at her friend who only returned a smirk, Zoey nervously tugged at her skirt as a bushy haired boy walked towards the duo.

"You look fine Brooks", the brunette rolled her eyes at her friend's antics and pushed her a bit so she was now standing in front of Chase, "See ya later guys", and with a wink she left the two of them stuttering at the loss of words from an incident that had happened a couple of days ago. _
_

"I meant it", that was all she could hear as she walked away from the two.

_You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow
and you know some bitch gonna treat me like a ho
I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess_

_
_Dana Cruz sat at Chemistry class, her teacher's voice already being drowned out by everything else going on around her. She could feel him watching her from his seat; she smirked.

_Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous)
Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous)
_

The bell rang and she felt a hand quickly touch hers ever so slightly, just the tip of her fingers being touched, but still the fact was that she was touched.

She rose her eyebrows in a questioning matter, "Now?", she only got a nod and a muttered 'Yes' from the curly haired boy.

_You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
Oooh cuz you're nasty_

She got to room 302 and looking to her sides with caution, as to not be seen, she knocked on the door only once. The door flung open and a hand grasped her waist sending her body crashing against his. A pair of lips hungrily found her own.

_When you're runnin' from a trick
And you trip on a hit of acid
You gotta work for the man
But your biggest moneymakers' flaccid
_

He reached for the hem of her shirt trying to remove it only to find her hands preventing him from doing it, "No", she said between kisses and she could feel him beginning to groan; she pushed him in his bed, he smiled.

_You gotta keep your shit together
With your feet on the ground
There ain't no one gonna listen
If you haven't made a sound
You're an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard
__
_He, then, began playing with her caramel locks and pinned her down beneath him, she was used to this by now, and so was he; even though he knew how all of this would end.

_Cuz you're filthy (so filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (oooh gorgeous)
Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
_

She smiled against his lips and with a light movement they changed positions, she pinned him and kissed him roughly in the neck, a sudden sound escaped his lips and she smirked while he then sighed; he knew she was in control again.

_Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (oooh you're so gorgeous)
You're disgusting (oh yeah, right there)
And you're nasty (you make me feel so nasty)
You can grab me (grab it)
Oooh cause you're nasty_

The tune to 'Filthy and Gorgeous' from Scissor Sisters started playing and with a sigh she let go of his lips and answered the phone; her body still on top of his, her leg slightly caressing his own.

_Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous)
Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous)_

"Yeah, yeah, okay, I said okay! Gosh Nicole, I'll be right down" she shut her phone and as his lips where about to taste sweet raspberry again she pulled back, earning her a glare from him.

_You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
Oooh cuz you're nasty_

She got off of him and quickly put on her sandals back, a new layer of gloss in her lips and a book bag back in her arm, "Gotta go"

And as he laid in his bed she crawled on top of him again and gave him a last kiss, his hands immediately shot up to her waist but she pulled back before he could get a good grip, "See ya later"

And with that she walked out of his dorm once again.

_
__Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous)
Cuz you're filthy (filthy)
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous))
_

A few days later they found themselves in front of each other at a table the eight of them shared, besides her where Nicole and Lola, and besides him where Chase and Michael.

"You really are a spaz", he smirked as Quinn narrowed her eyes into slits, it wasn't that he wasn't scared (believe it, he was) it's just that he knew this would get _her _attention.

She glared at him, fighting back a smirk, "And you really are a jerk", and with that they started trading insults back and forth.

Quinn now rolled her eyes deciding to let it go and started talking to Zoey about her latest experiment, Chase and Michael began rambling on and on about basketball and Nicole continued exchanging gossip with Lola.

_You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
Oooh cuz you're nasty_

_
_None of them seemed to notice Dana's foot going up and down Logan's leg, both of them now smirking as Dana got up, "I forgot something in my room guys", the rest only nodded and Logan got up to.

Chase raised his eyebrows, "And where are you going?"

Logan sighed, "Can't a guy go to the bathroom without being questioned?", Chase blushed while the others snickered.

Logan only shook his head as he passed the bathroom and went straight to dorm 302, she was already there; smirk in perfect place.

_
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
Cuz you're filthy
Oooh, and I'm gorgeous
You're disgusting
Oooh, and you're nasty
And you can grab me
Oooh cuz you're nasty_

**But**** what can I say, she's **_**my **_**tease...**

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Hope you guys liked it!

-Kath

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Filthy and Gorgeous by Pink Blushing Kate


Quinn's Snoring

Lola sat up in her bed and yelled "UGH". This woke up Nicole the girl sleeping above her. "People are trying to sleep you know" Nicole said. "How can you sleep with Quinn's snoring. _Cause I think that it's cute._ Nicole thought to herself but didn't dare say it out loud.

"I don't really know" is what she said instead. Lola got up and knocked on the wall. "Quinn stop snoring" Lola yelled. The snoring stopped and Lola smiled. That is until the girls TV turned on and Quinn's face showed up on the screen.

"Guys keep it down I am trying to sleep" Quinn said and then was gone. Lola and Nicole rolled their eyes and got back in bed.

A couple of hours later Nicole woke up and went to go get a drink. She heard Quinn's snoring and decided to go check it out. She walked in and saw Quinn hanging from something that made her look like spider-man.

"Ummm Quinn" Nicole said in a queit voice. Quinn mumbled something, but didn't wake up. "QUINN" Nicole yelled. Quinn's eyes shot open. "Nicole what are you doing here?" Quinn asked.

"Well I was getting a drink and heard your snoring" Nicole said. "UGH I'm still snoring?" Quinn asked obviously really upset. "Yep louder then ever" Nicole said. "I've tried everything to make it stop" Quinn said.

"Funny, I thought you could figure out anything" Nicole said. "I can ussaly, but I can't monitor my own snoring because I'm asleep" Quinn said. Then she looked at Nicole. "Will you help me?" Quinn asked. Nicole shook her head no quickly. "I don't think i'm the person to help you" Nicole said.

Quinn gave her a puppy dog look. "Quinn...UGH fine i'll help you" Nicole said. Quinn grinned. "Ok you can start by helping me down from here" Quinn said. Nicole nodded and pulled a lever that was on the side of the contraption, which cause Quinn to fall.

"Woops sorry bout that Quinn" Nicole said. Quinn got up slowly and nodded. "It's fine Nicole" she said. Nicole nodded and Quinn went to work finding anything she could to help her with her snoring.

**TWO HOURS LATER**

"We've been at this for two hours, it's not happening" Nicole moaned. All of a sudden Quinn jumoed up. "Guppies!" she yelled. "Ummmm guppies?" Nicole asked confused. "South African guppies when you take them out of water they make this paste type stuff and if I put them up my nose it should stop my snoring" Quinn said.

Nicole shuddered as Quinn put the guppies in her nose. "Ok sleep time" Quinn said and layed down on the couch. Nicole didn't know what made her do it, but she went over and layed next to Quinn.

She felt Quinn's arm go around her waist which made her blush. Nicole slowey turned herself around so that her and Quinn were face to face. Nicole wrapped her arms around Quinn's waist and pulled her closer.

"Nicole wh-" Quinn started but was cut off by Nicole's lips crashing into her own. She didn't respond for a minute, but then started to kiss back. After a few minutes Nicole pulled away.

"Woah" Nicole muttered. Quinn had to laugh. "Is that a good woah or a bad woah" she asked. Nicole smiled at her and brought thier lips toghter once again. After Nicole pulled away, Quinn was smiling.

"I'll take that as a good woah" Quinn said. Nicole rolled over and started to fall asleep when she heard Quinn mutter "Goodnight Nicole, Love you". Nicole smiled and muttered back before Quinn could fall asleep, "Love you too".

And that's how Zoey and Lola found them the next morning, asleep with Quinn's arm wrapped around Nicole's waist.

Lola looked at Zoey and shrugged then said, "Let's let em sleep a while". Zoey nodded and mumbled "But I will wanna hear about what happened last night". Which made Lola laugh as they walked off leaving the two girls to sleep.

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Quinn's Snoring by HannahLillyJBfan


Secrets

**Secrets**

A songfic by Grey Eyed

_I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kind of boring
Need something that i can confess_

Till all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no, I've been on the brink, so

Logan Reese was very nervous, yes, very nervous indeed. PCA was having their prom and he was dancing with Stacy Dillson of all people. And he SWEARS that Michael saw him wink at Quinn during lunch. Not confessing was killing him inside; every time Stacy laid her head on his shoulder, every time her hair brushed against his chin, and especially every time she called herself 'Mrs. Stacy Reese'. Like that would ever happen. He wished he had something else he could confess to, but let's face it, he's Logan Reese, and most people knew everything else about him.

_Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
I'm sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time
Don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics ever jump in line
I'm Gonna give all my secrets away_

He looked over at his beautiful girlfriend, dancing with Dustin as he performed his animals under water bit. She sighed, looking back at him. At that moment he really wished he could read her mind. Did she want him to confess as much as he wanted to do it?

_My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like were chasing all those stars
Who's driving shiny big black cars_

And everyday I see the news
All the problems we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album

_Singing straight to cold?
I don't really like my flow, no, so_

Personally, he was surprised he had made it this far without screaming to the world 'I LOVE QUINN PENSKY!' People were starting to worry, because he hadn't taken any girls out in the time they've been dating.

_Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
I'm sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time
Don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics ever jump in line
I'm Gonna give all my secrets away_

When Stacy attacked him with her lips, he knew it was time to confess. He didn't care how people would react, as long as he could stop kissing Stacy and start kissing Quinn. After pushing her off of him, he took a deep breath, and then shouted, "I LOVE QUINN PENSKY!" He heard someone behind him laugh "You love Quinn?" He had made it this far, he wasn't going to make something stupid up. He just faced Quinn, as she stood up and gave a little smile. "AND I LOVE LOGAN REESE!" she yelled, ecstatic that he felt the same way about telling. As if everything was going in slow motion, they slowly ran towards each other and kissed passionately, not ever letting go. Faintly, Stacy's sobs could be heard, and Dustin yelling "You used me?" But nothing could break them out of their trance. Nothing.

**I had to do it! I'm no good at songfics, so feedback is appreciated! I don't own Zoey 101 or Secrets. Or OneRepublic. Sorry! I do own the idea! Sorta!**

**Grey Eyed**

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Secrets by Velosarahptor


Tired Of Running

**A/N: I just watched the Zoey 101 episode dance contest. And was inspired to write this 'Alternate Ending' ish thing. This is my first Zoey 101 fanfic posted on this site, but I definitely hope to post more soon!**

**Also, the stuff before the first set of 3 bold x's (xxx) is what actually happened in the show. After that, it kind of... well you'll see :D**

**Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey 101, or the lyrics to the song used in the final scene of that episode. But if anyone knows what song it is, please let me know!**

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**Tired Of Running**

"Chase, Chase." I heard someone call my name.
I woke up muttering some nonsense that I don't even remember.
"Not really," Zoey replied.
"Oh, hey Zo'." I smiled and then I realized, "What time is it? The dance contest, we've gotta..."
"It's over." Zoey shook her head.
"What?" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"It ended like...two hours ago."
I pulled out my cell phone and stood up to check the time, "I slept through the contest?"
"You did," She told me.
"I'm the worst." I frowned, collapsing back into my chair.
"You're the best." She smiled, sitting down beside me, "You practiced dancing for almost 24 hours straight just so I wouldn't have to drop out of the contest."
"Well-"
"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me." She said
"Yeah?" I asked, and she nodded, "Well, thanks but...you know, it was all for nothing."
"Oh I don't think so," She grinned, standing up and starting the music.
"C'mon. Let's see what you got." She laughed.
And I smiled at her, standing up. The music started and we walked up around the fountain. We started to dance, just like I'd practiced so many times.

**xxx**

_Crazy about you every single day and night
__Nobody makes me feel so alive
__'Til I met you
__I don't know how I made it through
__You turned my world around_

I hear the words to this song, and it makes me think of her. And as we do the part on the stairs, she's in my arms. I see her there, and I can't believe I've waited this long. The next thing I know I'm kissing her. The music keeps going, but it's the last thing on my mind. Suddenly, I realize what I'm doing, and I pull away setting her back down on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," I mutter and I run away. I feel like a coward, but I know I can't face her after doing something that stupid.

Her words ring in my ears, _"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me."
_But I'm sure I've ruined that. I'm sure she'll never talk to me again. I wander aimlessly across campus, just hoping she won't find me. I find a bench and sit down, figuring I'm far enough away, she won't find me now. I lie down, and all my thoughts slowly fade away.

**xxx**

I hear the birds chirp and opening my eyes I see the sunshine over head. I groan, realizing I fell asleep on the bench. I rub my eyes as I sit up, and when I open them again, I almost jump a mile into the air.

"Hey Chase."
There she is. Sitting right there at my feet on the other end of the bench.
"Zo'. How long have you been there?" I ask quietly, trying to avoid the conversation that I know is coming.
"All night," She replies, and taking a closer look at her face I can tell. Her makeup is all over her face, and she has bags under her eyes. She's wearing yesterday's clothes and her hair is messed up. But I didn't even notice at first, because to me, she's still the beautiful girl I kissed last night, the one I've loved since she first came to PCA.

"You sat here with me all night?" I finally ask, breaking the silence.
Zoey nodded slowly, "I was thinking."
I swallow nervously, "Thinking. About what?"
I'm not exactly sure I want to know. But I also have a feeling I already do. She was thinking about the nicest way to tell me she never wants to see me again.
"You."
That didn't exactly answer all my questions, but I take what I can get.
"Look, about last night..." I try but she cuts me off.
"No, Chase. Let me talk." She says seriously and I nod, thinking I didn't really want to talk anyways as it would probably only get me into more trouble. And I don't know how much more trouble I can deal with right now.
She doesn't say anything at first, she just watches me, as if she's trying to figure out what to say at a time like this.
"I love you."
Well, I wasn't expecting that.

"Sorry, come again?" I say even though I heard her the first time. I just think my ears are deceiving me.
"Ever since I first met you, that first day at PCA. It's always been there, but I think we've both been avoiding it." She says simply, smiling.
I'm still not believing these words are coming out of her mouth, it's all so... unreal.
"Last night when you kissed me, I just wasn't expecting it. We've been hiding from our feelings for so long, that it took me by surprise. And then you took off. I looked for you for hours, and just when I was about to give up, there you were, fast asleep and so I just sat down here. I was going to wait until you woke up, so I could tell you this. I love you Chase, and I don't want to run from it anymore. I'm tired of running."
And her lips press against mine, just like I pressed mine to hers last night.
"I love you too, Zo'. And I don't want to run anymore either."

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**So was it good? Terrible? Both? Haha, whatever your opinion, just leave a review, 'cause it makes me happy. :D**

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Tired Of Running by yellowsocks


I'll let You

**_this is just something that i had stewing in the back of my head the other day while driving home from taking my sister into work. everyone has that one voice in the back of their heads that puts them down and tells them the things they can't do. and if you say that you never have then you're only lying to yourself. this is a poem I've wrote to quiet that echo and remind everyone to never give up on hope and what you believe in and want out of life._**

**_Enjoy._**

**I'll let you:**

**I'll let you tear my world apart.**

**I'll let you crush and stomp my heart.**

**I'll even let you see me cry.**

**Even though it hurts inside.**

**I'll let you wreck my hopes and dreams.**

**And all my wild and crazy schemes.**

**But you will never break my stride.**

**Nor will you ever steal my pride.**

**Try as you must, try as you may.**

**But you will never take my spirit away. ---**

**_Ok, well i hope you all enjoyed reading this as i did writing it. As always please R&R, its very much appreciated. Oh, and don't worry i haven't abandoned my latest story 'The guy who waited'. I've just run into a bit of a rut with it, but i am hoping to be able to post up another chapter as soon as i find a direction to steer the story in. if you like i will keep you posted. I'm hoping to put up another chapter by early/late next week._ **

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I'll let You by joeypotter85


One Year, Six Months Ago

**Author's Note:** _This story got deleted for some reason, maybe due to the thing that went on last night, but oh well, I had it backed up. :D_

_**Z101-------------**_

_Sew this up with threads of reason and regret.
So I will not forget. I will not forget.
How this felt one year six months ago.
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget._

Dana, your name is like poison on my lips. Ever since you left, a year and a half ago, I never stopped thinking. I never stopped thinking about you, and how every waking moment of my life, I could not ever once not stop to think about something other then you. You was always there, and was always there for me. You know, we weren't always fighting, there was a friendship there. A mutual friendship.

_I'm falling into memories of you
and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you_

Dana, I wish I would actually send this letter to you. I mean heck, me, Logan Reese, actually send this letter to the one girl, who would want to make me claw my eyes out with frustration, and at the same time, want to kiss you senseless? Ha, yeah right. Ugh, I still can't believe that you left, one year, six months, and 8 days ago. Man, Dana, do you remember that time when you helped me pass Chemistry? Wooow, that was a weird 2 weeks. But it was the best 2 weeks of my life you know. Just because you had an A+ in that class, and offered to be with me all the time. And, by pure luck, and your brilliant tutoring, I passed. Wow Dana, I really miss you.

You know what, I wish that me and you can go somewhere, someplace beautiful, where there are no French Programs to keep you from me.

_I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget,
I hope we don't forget_

Dana, I know that we barely talk anymore, it's like you don't even know me. You didn't remember my last name... do you know how much that hurt? I mean, I've gotten over that, but you just can't forget, you know? I hope you don't forget about me more, oh god I really hope you don't.

_I'm falling into memories of you
and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I've got to pull me through,
is memories of you
Memories of you,
Memories of you,
Memories of you._

Dana, when are you coming back? I need you here with me. You just don't understand, and hey; you probably never will. You will never get this letter, and you will never know how I feel. Thus, you will not come back. I always dream of seeing you again. And don't think I'm not telling you the truth, my dreams always consist of us, back here, you with me, me with you.

You know what... you are the only girl, no, the only _person_, who could make me cry. I would think about you in my dorm room, and I would just fight to hold back tears infront of Michael and Chase. I'll just think of your face, and that's all I need to be okay.

_I'm falling into memories of you
and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you
and things we used to do_

Well Dana, as short as this letter may be, I'm going to have to leave you with this. But tomorrow, will be another letter written, and the next day, and the next day, and so on and so forth. But as I know already, none of these letters will ever reach you. So, I hope you have a wonderful life in France, with your French Boys, and not me. Not me ever.

_Love,
Logan._

Logan Reese signed his name, addressed the letter, and stamped it, leaving it on his desk to put away with the others. The other letters that never made it to Dana. The one's he wished he had the courage to send to her. But he knows he will never have that much courage.

He stepped out of the room to go to the bathroom. A few moments letter, Chase entered the room with his basketball, hoping to relax a little. When he saw the letter laying on the desk, he finally thought Logan had the courage to tell Dana, so, being as thrilled as Chase was at that moment, he grabbed the letter, and went to the PCA mail box, and sent it to Dana Cruz.

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One Year, Six Months Ago by dallascity


Flashbacks!

Senior Year:

Zoey walked in with her 6 month pregnant gut. Holding hands with me, her true love, Chase. Or at least true since 7 months ago.

Flashback:

I was just sitting with my pals Logan and Michael when Zooey ran up to me and threw a pregnancy test at my head. But with my amazing Matrix reflexes, I caught it first swipe. I felt something wet upon my fingers.

"EW!" I shrieked like a little child. "You peed on it."

"Chase hon, I'm preggers."

"I mean really, that's disgusting! No one needs to touch that."

"And you're the father."

"Seriously, Zoey. I mean, if it had been Michael's or Logan's it would be OK. But yours?" I then puked at her feet.

But Zoey was over the moon with joy and kissed me with deep passion. "Can you believe this?"

I wiped my hands on her shirt and then took her to my bed so we could be happy elsewhere.

Present time:

I was so jubilant when we picked out baby shirts and shoes.

Flashback:

"How about this one, muffin crumbs?" I asked, holding up a pink jumpsuit.

"Mop top, we don't even know if it's a girl."

"Hey, real men where pink," I exclaimed, looking down at my own pink shirt.

Present time:

Or when we first saw the baby picture from the womb.

Flashback:

"It looks like a potato," I said, and I started to cry.

Future-3 months later:

"Mop top!" sang Muffin crumbs. "My water broke. Time to mop it up."

"Oh my Edward!" I shouted, running around like a chicken with its head chopped off. I grabbed her baby bag and headed into the car waiting for her to waddle out. "Hurry up, fat one, the engines going. I'm running out of gas."

Two hours later:

Puff! Puff! Puff! Wheezed my preggo Zo. As she gasped through the contractions.

"Mop top..."she breathed, "I have something to confess...

"Oh my Anthony Woodstocks!" I cried, looking at her vag. "It's coming!"

"Did someone call my name?" Anthony Woodstock aka Doctor Love said, arriving to deliver the baby.

"Doctor... Doctor!" Zoey gasped in pain.

"Give me the news!" I sang. "I gotta bad case of loving you!"

Anthony looked at me a moment, then smiled roguishly. "Most people do. Anyway," he grew serious. "Before we start, I believe Zoey here wants to tell you something."

"You do?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes," Zoey gasped. "Well, the thing is." The potato head was coming out suddenly. She pushed. "This baby..." She pushed again and blood spewed forward. Eek! "Is Logans."

I fainted.

When I came to, a black baby was put in my arms.

"Oops," said Muffin Crumbs innocently. "I guess it was Michael's."

The End

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Flashbacks! by Kalamazoo222


Yule Shoot Your Eye Out

_Disclaimer/A/N: I do not own "Yule Shoot Your Eye Out" by Fall Out Boy or Zoey 101. Thank you for reading my story, and reviews are always nice!_

_These are your good years_

_Don't take my advice_

_You never wanted the nice boys anyway_

_And I'm of good cheer_

_Cause I've been checking my list_

_The gifts you're receiving from me_

_Will be_

She hurt me. She hurt me really bad. I hate her! But I love her. I can't stop thinking about her and it hurts me just as much as she did. She didn't even tell me she was going to France. Who does that? Who goes to FRANCE? I begged her to come back after the first semester, but she said no. She said she had to finish what she started.

_One awkward silence_

_And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep_

_Staying up, waiting by the phone_

_And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last_

_Breathe to me_

_Before you bury yourself alive_

What about what she had started here? PCA was her home away from home. She hated it here, or so she said. But I miss her. We all do. But mostly me. Granted, I was mean to her, but it's like Chase said, I have the mentality of a first grader when it comes to girls. I pull their hair or tell them they suck. I only do it because I like them.

_Don't come home for Christmas_

_You're the last thing I wanna see_

_Underneath the tree_

_Merry Christmas, I could care less_

Sometimes I wonder if she misses me too. Probably not. She's probably got some French boy wrapped around her finger, doing the things I should be doing with her. I should be the one to give her my jacket when she's cold, or place it over a puddle so her feet don't get wet. I should be the one to play with her hair, hold her hand, and kiss her perfect lips.

_Happy New Year's baby_

_You owe me_

_The best gift I will ever ask for_

_Don't call me up, when the snow comes down_

_It's the only thing I want this year_

What am I saying? I hate Dana. She ruined me. She got me in love with her then she left. Now I'm just a puddle of useless romantic mush. She's the one who should miss me. I should be glad she's gone. But I'm not. I've just been going through the motions since she left. Go to class, come home, do homework, eat dinner, sleep. Then the next morning, it starts again.

_One awkward silence_

_And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep_

_Staying up, waiting by the phone_

_All I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breathe to_

_Me_

_Before you bury yourself alive_

It's almost winter break, though. I don't know what I'm going to do. Everyone else is going home. I don't have one right now. The San Diego house is being remodeled and the Orlando house is being fumigated. My dad's in China filming for his latest movie. I know what you're thinking, poor little rich kid. But I would trade all of my father's money to just have her back.

_Don't come home for Christmas_

_You're the last thing I wanna see_

_Underneath the tree_

_Merry Christmas, I could care less_

No! I don't want her. She killed me.

_Don't come home for Christmas_

_You're the last thing I wanna see_

_Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas)_

_Merry Christmas, I could care less_

I would give $23,000 to charity, if she would just walk through that door. I'm looking at it now. It's actually opening. Oh. It's only Zoey. I tell her that Chase isn't here. She says she knows and he is with her. They have a surprise for me.

"Well, what is it?" I ask lethargically.

"Me!" She's here. Dana is back. I run to her and hug her. She kisses my lips. The best kiss I've ever had.

I guess I owe a charity some money I think.

_Don't come home for Christmas_

_You're the last thing I wanna see_

_Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas)_

_Merry Christmas, I could care less_

"Logan!" Dana says with Chase's voice. "Logan, wake up. You're going to be late for breakfast. It's so cool; they made Christmas trees out of eggs and bacon!"

"Way to go Chase. Ruin my perfect dream"

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Yule Shoot Your Eye Out by AgapeCasablancas


I'm sorry I have to leave

**_Okay I know I know that I shouldn't be writing a new story when I still haven't written a fourth chapter for Zoey101: the 10th grade. That is because I don't have a new idea for a chapter so if you have any ideas give my some please. Well this is just going to be a oneshot. It just came to me one day and I thought I would write it and let you all enjoy. So please if you have any ideas for my other stories please send me a review. Oh yea and review on this story too and tell me how it is. Thanks, Chaseandzoforeva_**

_**P.S I'm writing this like a script.**_

**I'm sorry that I have to go**

Zoey and her friends were in the 11th grade now and they all were loving the thought of them being seniors next year and them go off to college together. One day when exams were over and they were getting ready for the beach party (which they are going to and the teachers told them that they wouldn't leave without them) Chase got a phone call.

Chase: hello... oh hey um hang on. (To every one Michael and Logan.) I have to take this out side, I'll meet you guys at the bus.

Michael and Logan: alright.

Chase leaves the leaves the room and starts talking to who ever was on the phone while walking around campus.

After about 30 minutes he gets off and heads to where the bus was loading. When Michael and Logan sees him they go over and start talking. Then the girls come over (Dana, Zoey, and Nicole) (A/N: I don't like LOLA!)

Zoey: Hey guys what's up?

Nobody had time to answer because the teachers said it was time to go. The seating on the bus went like this: Chase and Zoey, Dana and Logan (they have been dating) and Michael and Nicole.

When they got to the beach they where all having a good time until Chase pulled Zoey to the side.

Chase: I have to talk to you. It is kind of important.

Zoey: Okay Shoot.

Chase: Okay well today I got a phone call from my parents and they told me that we're moving over the summer. And well... (Chase trailed off and Zoey knew this wasn't good)

Zoey: Chase are you trying to tell me what I think you're trying to tell me?

Chase: Well if what you think I'm trying to tell you means that I'm not coming back to PCA then yea it is. I mean it's not my idea. I asked them since it was my last year if I could just go, they said they would think about it. But usually with my parents that means no.

By now Zoey was crying. Chase pulled her into a hug. And they sat like that for a little while until Chase spoke up.

Chase: You know there is this thing that I have been holding in since the first time I saw you.

Zoey: Well tell me.

Chase: I...uh..I don't know how to say this but I really like you. More than a friend. And since I'm more than likely won't be here next year. And I just wanted to- ( he was cut off by Zoey's lips meeting his in a passoniate kiss)

Zoey: (when they broke apart) I really like you too. I think I realized it when Lola asked if she should ask you out. And then you said yes. ( she had been smiling but then it turned into a frown) But you know we can't be together when we won't see each other. It is way to hard.

Chase: I'm sorry I have to leave. (Then they share another long passoniate kiss)

On the Fourth of July

Zoey got a phone call from Chase almost everyday. But the phone call that she got today would change everything.

Chase: Zoey Oh my gosh guess what...

Zoey: What?

Chase: I get to go to PCA. My parents thought about and thought about it and they finally let me decide and I decided to go. Isn't that great?

Zoey: Oh my gosh. That is great!

Chase: Oh yea and turn around (a/n: she had been on her cell phone in her back yard with Dana and Nicole who came over)

When she turned around she found Chase standing there. She ran into his arms and gave him a big hug.

Chase: So does this mean that we can be together?

Zoey: I think that would be a great idea.

During the 12th grade Dana and Logan where still seeing each other. Michael and Nicole eventually started dating. And of course Zoey and Chase were dating. In the end they all decided to go to the same college and stay together. Zoey, Nicole, and Dana all shared a room and Chase, Michael, and Logan shared a room. Finally after graduating college each couple was still together. Chase and Zoey married and had twins a boy and a girl. Michael and Nicole married and are about ready to have their first child. Finally Dana and Logan married and have had 3 children and are about ready to have their 4th.

_**A/N: and so ends my story please read and review.**_

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I'm sorry I have to leave by chaseandzoforeva