|What you see, is deffiantly what you don't get
Author: HerLoveStory PM
She knew she had to leave. It will give her more pain staying somewhere she's not wanted, by anyone.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Quinn P. & Logan R. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 7,024 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 17 - Follows: 22 - Updated: 11-10-12 - Published: 07-10-11 - id: 7165792
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What you see is defiantly what you don't get.
A/N: I'm back!
Hopefully this chapter will answer all your questions considering on how long it is.
Oh and thank you for the reviews! There the reason why i smile so much. ;).
Disclaimer: i don't own Zoey 101.
"If I was your boyfriend, never let you go..."
"What are you doing?"
Quinn continued to stare at Lola, as said girl continued listening to Justin Bieber, and dancing around in her pajamas. It was an embarrassing sight, considering how Quinn and Zoey walked in on it. Zoey left the dorm, claiming that she didn't need 'craziness this early in the morning'.
"I'm listening to music?"
"In your pajamas?" Lola nodded. "At 10 o'clock on a Saturday?" Quinn continued.
"Well there was nothing better to do..." Lola shrugged, as she turned off the radio.
Quinn raised an eye-brow. "Really? You don't have any homework to do?"
Again Lola shrugged. "Saving it for the last minute." Quinn rolled her eyes.
"Only you" Quinn muttered, turning to sit on Zoey's bed, "you still haven't done the English assignment , yet."
"Really? I thought that was due in two weeks ago."
"Well yeah. But Mrs. Tulip gave you three chances to complete it. Well you and Logan. You have to write how Romeo's love for Juliet cost his life, because you didn't practice the lines with Zoey in the beginning. And you still haven't done one page of it."
Lola giggled. "Oh yeah. Remember what i said instead?"
"Miss Martinez, Miss Brooks. Your homework?" Mrs. Tulip demanded.
Zoey turned to Lola. "Romeo, Romeo. Where art thy Romeo?"
"Err, what?" Lola asked, clearly confused. Zoey rolled her eyes, as the class sniggered.
Zoey continued, "Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love."
Lola blinked. "Zoey, what the hell? This wasn't the homework!"
"Actually, Miss Martinez, it was. You have detention today, for not doing the assignment, like i asked. Zoey on the other hand, well done for remembering." Mrs. Tulip said, shaking her head at Lola.
Lola blushed. "Oops."
"You made a complete fool of yourself, and yet, you still don't do her extra credit assignment." Quinn scowled. Now it was Lola's turn to roll her eyes. "Fine. How many words is it? Might as well get it over and done with."
Quinn grinned. "2,600 words not including a summary, though you have to do that as well."
Lola's jaw dropped. Quinn chuckled, "And it's due on Tuesday so..."
Lola flopped down on a bean bag, "what am i going to do?"
"I'll help you. Not today though. I have need to re-do my highlights, and i have to go to the city. Want to come?" Quinn asked. Lola glanced at Quinn before agreeing, thinking if she should do highlights as well. "Cool. Be dressed and ready by 10:30, ok? My appointment starts at 12."
"Sure." Lola muttered, already on her way to the bathroom.
"when did you get a car?" Lola asked, stepping into Quinn's green convertible passenger's seat.
"Last summer, but i did my driver test about a month before i came back", Quinn replied, "My mum let me take my car here, incase i needed to travel."
Quinn turned on the radio. Instantly music played inside the car, as the two girls looked at each before grinning.
"If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I'd never let you go, I'd never let you go..." the two girls sang, as Quinn started driving.
"Never let you go..."
"What color highlights do you want, miss?"
"Oh...Purple please. No wait red looks nice! Pink? Blue? Quinn what do you think?"
Quinn laughed, "She'll get purple highlights please. And i want yellow. Thank you."
The lady nodded, before starting on Lola's hair.
Lola turned to Quinn. "When did you decide to get highlights?"
Quinn shrugged, as a another hairdresser, started adding highlights on her hair. "It was right after i left. I wanted to change i guess, and one day i just thought 'wouldn't it be cool if i got yellow highlights in?'"
"Ohh. Well that makes sense. Which reminds me. Why did you except to go out with Mark again? He hurt you remember?"
Quinn raised an eye brow. "not really. Considering how much my friends hurt me..."
Lola blushed. "Quinn i am so, so sorry. I didn't-"
Quinn cut her off, "Yeah i know. And i forgive you Lola. I really do."
The teens smiled at each other , before continuing the conversation. "And the reason why i accepted Mark's offer, was because i am going to get revenge."
Lola glanced at Quinn, before the hairdresser, forced her head to look straight, "how?"
"Easy. Embarrass the shit out of him."
Lola's eye's widen, "Quinn-"
"I know, i know. When did i start cursing? I'll explain it to you after i tell you about the Mark situation. Considering how he done, that, i thought why not make him pay, right? So i accepted, went on two dates, and know i have complete utter control of Mark Del Figallo."
"What are you gonna make him do?" Lola smirked.
"My every biding. He's so hopelessly in love with the fact, that supposedly choose him instead of-"
Quinn blushed. "Yeah, instead of L-Logan. That he can't see what I'm doing. Not at all. I already got him to wear only his briefs to all of his classes on Wednesday."
Lola eyes widen again, before giggling, "Ahh. That's why he came into photography looking like that. Gotta say his 'package' isn't that big, you realize?"
Quinn laughed. "Should i be concerned that you looked at his 'package' or that you totally agree with me for doing this?"
"Probably the latter."
The two teens laugh, causing the whole salon to look at them.
"Well in that case i am."
"Whatever. If you need help on this mission, don't hesitate to ask me." Lola suggested.
"Don't worry i will."
Lola smiled. If she could help Quinn embarrass Mark, then maybe she could help Quinn and Logan kiss too.
x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x"So when did you start cursing?" Lola asked, as they left the salon. Both had pretty highlights in. Lola's where violet, and slightly thin, in able to see her brunette locks, whilst Quinn's were chunky yellow like before.
"I started cursing because of a group of friends i met back home. They weren't bad or anything, little misunderstood, but not bad. But two of them, Estelle and Joey cursed like sailors when leaving the shore, and eventually got me cursing too. It's a habit now."
"So why did you leave Seattle to come back here?"
"Let's just say, you'll find out soon." Quinn muttered, as both teens got into the car and drove off.
"Hey guys. Have you seen Lola or Quinn?" Zoey asked, stepping into the boy's lounge. When she left Quinn and Lola at 10, she didn't think they'll go off somewhere. Obviously she was mistaken, and Zoey can only hope that Lola wouldn't convince the 'new' Quinn to do something stupid.
At the mention of Quinn's name, Logan looked up from the game he was playing, ultimately making his character die, and Chase cheer. "Yes! This is the first time i won against him! Thank you Zoey!" Chase praised. Zoey rolled her eyes.
"No we haven't. Why?" Michael interjected.
"Well i left them around 10, when i came back they wasn't in our dorm. I am worried about them."
"More like your worried about Lola and her craziness." Chase continued. Zoey blushed.
"Well i-yeah. Yeah i am."
The boys laughed. "Don't worry, Zo. They're probably just out."
Zoey shook her head, before sitting on the couch next to Chase. "Is Quinn talking to you guys?"
Chase and Michael shook their heads, whilst Logan blushed. He could still remember his small conversation with Quinn, four days ago.
"Logan are you sure you're ok?" Quinn questioned one more time, stepping towards him, and feeling his head for a temperature. Logan swallowed. "I'm fine."
Logan can still feel her touch. Her smell, the way her eyes flashed with concern.
He couldn't help it. His blush deepened. The remaining three, unaware of Logan's thoughts, turned to him.
"What happened?" Zoey question.
"What?" Logan said snapping out of it. The three rolled their eyes.
"I said. What happened with Quinn? Considering how much you're blushing."
"N-nothing." Logan denied.
"Sure. Sure." Michael said sarcastically. Logan glared at him. "Don't deny it, Logan. Just tell us when happened."
"As i said. Nothing. Not really. She just played basketball a little, then left. We had a small conversation."
"Then what got you blushing?" Chase interjected. Michael and Zoey both nodded, looking at Logan.
"It's none of your business!" Logan argued. With that, Logan stepped out of the boy's lounge, and heading towards his dorm.
"That boy has problems." Michael. Chase and Zoey couldn't help but agree.
"So why hasn't Quinn tried to talk to you guys? Do you know?" Zoey asked.
"I have no idea. She tried to avoid me and Michael for a while, but now it seems she just doesn't speak to us." Chase said.
5 days ago:
Quinn sat by herself on a lunch table. A mp3 player laid on the table, as visible earphones where on her ears. Her eyes closed.
"You be the baddest girl around round, round and they notice they notice you would shut it down,down, down ..." Quinn muttered, the tuneful Drake song.
"Hey Quinn." Michael said, sitting next to her.
"What you want, what you need, I can be your everything..." Quinn obviously not even noticing him.
"Fine. I can see that your still not talking to me." Michael got up, just when Quinn stopped the music, and saw Michael's retreating figure. Where's is he going? Quinn thought before shrugging.
A week ago:
"Hi yah Quinn!" Chase said stepping into the girl's dorm.
"Oh my god. Can't you just go away! I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Quinn yelled her back towards him.
Chase gulped, "Quinn?"
"Just leave me alone." Quinn whispered. Chase nodded, and left the dorm.
Quinn ended the call, and turned around to see Chase walking down the hallway. I wonder what he wanted. Quinn thought, before she turned off her phone, once her ringtone started up again.
"You realize that was all coincident right?" Zoey suggested.
"Er-yes?" Michael said, making the statement sound more like a question.
Zoey rolled her eyes once more. "Idiots." She muttered.
What is it about her that makes me crazy? Logan thought, as he bounced a ball onto the wall. She used to drive me mad. With her stupid Quinnventions, and her stupid glossy hair that always smell nice, and her stupid eyes, and her even stupider smile...Logan got a dreamy smile on his face, as he day dreamed about Him and Quinn.
And i would kiss her, and she'll be all like "Oh Logan! You are so cool! I don't why i dated that stupid asshole Del Figallo! You are clearly the best!" And i would smile and we would kiss and make out...Damnit! Why does she always find a way into my head?
It's because she's found a way into your heart. A voice said in Logan's head. Logan frowned. And you are? Your conscience, dumbass. Hey you can't insult me! I just did. Well you can't. Oh yeah? Yeah. Oh yeah? Yeah! Oh yeah? Would just shut up! Logan groaned. There was clearly something wrong with him, because he had just had a argument with himself, and he's still in love with a girl her met in the 8th grade.
And he can't do anything to get over her. And trust me he tried.
Even before Quinn left Logan had tried so much things to distract himself. He dated a couple times, flings, even hooked-up with Dana, just because he was turning desperate at the time.
That still didn't get his mind off Quinn.
It was like he was addicted. Addicted to thinking about her 24/7. She was his drug. And Logan was hooked completely on her.
He just couldn't stop thinking about her.
And his heart won't stop beating faster, louder when she was near.
Even when she was gone for those horrible two years, his stomach still filled with butterflies when someone spoke about her.
It was driving him insane. Logan was so deeply in love with Quinn, that sometimes he can't see straight. There was something about her that attracted him, like a bears to honey, or a science book to science nerds.
One day he will tell her how he felt.
And that day, would be soon.