Hello, readers! I am the Poet on the Run, and you have found my first online fanfiction! How exciting! I really hope you enjoy my fanfiction, which is based on the recent episode of Zoey 101. I should've warned you in the summary, but there are some SPOILERS in this story. Sorry. Actually, I have the exact dialogue from the episode here, which takes up a lot of this chapter. But things will be getting much better, for sure! So please, have fun reading, and maybe leave a review when you're done?

Logan nearly did a double take and wrecked on his Jet-X. That girl back there had looked just like Quinn. But it couldn't have been her. Quinn never wore that much make-up, or clothes like that. And she was almost blind without her glasses. But, just to be sure, Logan turned around for a better look.

Close up, he found it was Quinn. But... why was she dressed like that? And all that make-up. How often had she talked about the evils of the stuff?

Logan stopped the Jet-X when he saw how upset she looked. Her face was blotchy under the excessive powders and creams. There were streaks running under the corners of her eyes. Her nose was red, too. She'd been crying. Logan got off his Jet-X and took off his helmet.

"What's the problem?"

Quinn looked up and scowled when she saw him standing over her. "Nothing, Logan. Just... keep riding."

"You been crying?" he said as he sat down next to her. When she didn't answer he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Quinn exclaimed, moving her gaze away from his face.

Logan didn't believe her. "C'mon. Talk to me."

Quinn swung her head around to look at him. Her brown eyes seemed to search his, as though there was something she needed to see before she continued. She must've found it, since she turned to face him. "...Mark broke up with me."

"Oh, yeah, I heard you got dumped." Logan said without thinking. Catching Quinn's eye, he added, "Ah, broken up with."

It seemed that Quinn chose to ignore his folly, for she merely continued, with understandable bitterness, "Yeah, after two years!"

"Why'd he dump... break up with you?" Logan asked, correcting himself in the middle of his sentence.

Quinn sniffed and didn't meet his eyes for a moment. "'Cause he fell for Brooke Margolin."

"Ooh, she's hot." Logan said without thinking as a mental picture of the girl came to him. Then he realized that he was talking to Quinn. Just-dumped-for-Brooke Quinn. He scrambled to save himself, "...ish. Hot-ish"

The hurt on Quinn's face was evident. She actually had to hide her face for a moment so she wouldn't cry.

How heartless am I? Logan thought with an inward groan.

There were a few very long minutes of silence. After a while it seemed Quinn had put Logan's unintentionally hurtful words aside, for she looked back at him.

"I mean, I guess I can't be mad at Mark." Quinn said in a defeated voice. Logan could practically hear her thoughts.

I can't blame Mark for liking Brooke. Even Logan thinks she's hot. I never even had a chance...

"Well," Logan said. "If it makes you feel any better, I think Mark's an idiot."

"Yeah, yeah, I know you hate him." Quinn said as she rolled her eyes.

"I don't hate him." Logan said, which was a lie. He certainly hated Mark now. After all, he'd just hurt one of his friends in one of the worst ways possible. "I mean, he's an idiot for breaking up with you."

Quinn tucked a strand of her long, recently straightened brown hair behind her ear. "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know," he said, searching for the right words. "I mean-- look, we all know you're weird."

Quinn shook her head, a disbelieving look on her face. Logan reached out and touched her arm to get her attention again. It was a small gesture, barely lasting a second, but it sent a fizzing feeling up his arm.

"But you're smart, you're pretty, and you're kinda fun." he finished.

"Thanks," Quinn said, a bit sarcastically.

"Sure," Logan said, not altogether comfortably. "And, uh, why are you dressed like that?"

Quinn looked down at the too-small burgundy top and very short jean skirt. She gave a self-derisive laugh. "I was trying to compete with Brooke."

"Well, don't." Logan told her. She looked shocked for a moment. Logan looked down at the bench between them and picked up her glasses. He put them on for her. "Hey. There's Quinn."

Quinn smiled, and so did he. And then... It was almost like they were opposite magnets. Their eyes met and they were just slowly dragged toward each other, as though by some sort of outside force. Their lips met and suddenly Logan felt a tingling in the bottom of his stomach. The sort of feeling you get when you're nervous. But it was a good feeling, too. It lasted only a moment, but it was the best feeling he'd ever had.

And then there was a thundering in the distance and the two broke apart as though shocked with electricity. As Logan watched Michael and Zoey ride by on a horse, he felt as though he had indeed stuck a hairpin in a light socket. A painless pain, a fizzing, an electricity was running through his veins at incredible speed. It was the feeling he'd gotten from touching her before.

"Weirdest day, ever." It was all he could manage to say.

"Uh-huh." Quinn replied.

They looked at each other, realizing what had just happened with a jolt. They moved to opposite sides of the bench, each unable to face the other. It was a very long time before either of them did anything but stare off into space.

Finally, Logan spoke." Quinn, look--"

"It's okay." she interrupted, still unable to look at him. "I know you didn't really mean it, Logan. It's just a little kiss. No big deal."

"No, Quinn, I--" he began, not wanting her to think he didn't mean it.

"I've gotta go. I'll see you later, okay?" she said. But she didn't wait for an answer. She began walking away. Fast. And, when Logan knew she thought he'd stopped watching, she began to run as fast as she could back to her dorm.

And Logan just sat there, trying to figure out what to do.

Aww, poor Logan! Don't worry too much, though. I'm sure things will get better for him. As for you, did you enjoy your read? Let me know! Tell me what I can do better, or just say hi! On a sad note, I may not be able to update for a while. But I'll be writing the whole time! See ya next chapter!