


A Logan and Stacy Story

by apparox148



Category: Zoey 101
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2007-04-29
Updated: 2007-04-29
Packaged: 2013-11-09 18:28:11
Rating: K+
Chapters: 1
Words: 598
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3513413/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1174760/apparox148
Summary: This is a oneshot based on the episode Michael Loves Lisa. It takes place after the race. It is a LoganStacy story, hence the title.





	A Logan and Stacy Story

_**A Logan and Stacy Story**_

How could I lose to Mr. Bushy Head over here? I'm Logan Reese! I lose to no one!

"Better luck next time, Logan." Stupid little Quinn said in her stupid little smart-alec way.

"Whatever." I stormed off with my go-kart to put it away.

"Hey Logan!" Who dares to interrupt me while I torture-I mean nicely put away my kart? I turn to see who it is and it's some girl that I've seen before, but I couldn't remember her name. I think it's Stephanie.

"Oh hey Stephanie."

"Oh, Logan. You're such a kidder! You know my name is Stacy!" Right...That was her name...Well, Stephanie was close enough.

"You know me! Logan the kidder!" I turned around and rolled my eyes.

"Logan?" She calls me name again. I turn around again and see her hobbling over to me on her crutches.

"Yea?" That came out meaner than I expected.

"I think that you should have won the race. The only reason Chase won was because Quinn put some nitrous thing on it to make it go faster."

"Yea. You're right...Wait! You think I should have won?"

"Well, yea!" That's a first.

"Why? I mean you're probably the only person who thinks so."

"So? And why would they want you to lose? You're so cool!"

"You actually think I'm cool? Everyone else thinks that I'm a conceited jerk."

"They may, but I don't. I think you're- Never mind." I really wanted to know what she was going to say.

"No. Please tell me."

She shook her head. "No. It's embarrassing." I looked her in the eyes and asked her again. "Fine. But you might think it's weird." She took a deep breath. "I think you're hot and spicy."

I looked at her blankly. In all my life, I've never been called hot and spicy. Has anybody? Sure it was weird, but it was also sweet in it's own way.

"You think I'm...hot and spicy?"

"Yea..." She looked away blushing.

"Oh." I had to come up with something nice to say, which is abnormal for me. I admit. I usually give nasty remarks instead of nice comments. "I think you're pretty cool yourself." She looked back at me and I smiled, not smirked like I usually do, but smiled back at her. She seemed a bit shocked, though.

"No body's ever called me cool before! They usually call me jinx or disaster because I'm always getting my self into some sort of mess. Like walking with these crutches for instance."

"Well, I don't think you're a jinx or a disaster." This made her smile at me. I think that's a first, too. I've never made someone smile at me before. I like it! "Can I ask you why you're walking with crutches?"

"Oh. Well I was in yoga class and I tried to get my feet be hind my head and they sort of got stuck there."

"Oh." I started laughing a little. "Sorry. That just strikes me as funny."

"I guess it is a bit funny... Would you like to hear about my incidents?"

"Sure! How about we talk about it over some sushi?" Her eyes got wide.

"Really?"

"Yea! Let's go." We then headed to Sushi Rox and she told me about her other incidents.

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**A/N: So, here's my story. Did you guys like it?**


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