


Embarrassment is Punishment Enough

by totodile292



Category: Zoey 101
Genre: Humor
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2012-01-18
Updated: 2012-01-18
Packaged: 2015-05-22 12:24:36
Rating: K
Chapters: 1
Words: 610
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7752792/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/906358/totodile292
Summary: When is embarrassment a form of punishment?





	Embarrassment is Punishment Enough

**Disclaimer:** I don't own _Zoey 101_, its characters, or its plots. I just own this fanfiction. Any references to real people, places, and events are pure coincidences.

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><p>"Turn on the TV!" a girl yelled, running into our dorm's lounge one late Friday afternoon.<p>

On the sofas, Quinn, Lola, and I looked up from our studying. I heard the girls playing pool in the same room stopping their conversation. I immediately grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to see Jeremiah Trottman with Dean Rivers.

"Dean Rivers, is it true you're initiating a curfew for the first time in our school's history?" Jeremiah asked.

"Yes," Dean Rivers asked. "It's because this year's Prank Week has gone out of hand. Curfew starts 10 p.m. tonight until the end of this semester. I'll put the DAs in charge of enforcing the curfew and giving punishments for late students."

After I turned off the TV, I sat on the sofa bewildered. I was so stunned at Dean River's actions, I couldn't get any words out of my mouth. Once our initial shock wore off, the conversations that we put on hold resumed.

"It's not fair to be punishing the entire school for what several pranksters did," I complained.

"It's cruel and unusual," Lola agreed. "We should do something. Maybe hold a protest or sign a petition."

"We could declare nuclear war," Quinn suggested.

"Is your head screwed on tight? I hope you know you're not the President of the US."

The next day at lunch, Lola, Quinn, and I sat down at a table with our food.

"Where's the guys?" Quinn groggily asked as she used hand sanitizer for the billionth time that day.

"Found them," Lola yawned. "And they're in ... what the –?"

Lola erupted into laughter as she pointed behind me. We turned to look where Lola was pointing and began laughing just like Lola. The boys – Chase, Michael, and Logan – wore bikinis and covered themselves with their arms as they ran to our table and sat down.

"Would you please stop laughing?" Logan complained. "It's embarrassing."

"I can't help," Lola retorted.

Once the laughter died down, I asked in between yawns, "What's up with the bikinis? Fashion show?"

"It was Logan's fault," Michael blurted out loud.

"My fault?" Logan retorted.

"Yeah!" Chase agreed. "Last night, it was 9:30 and Logan hadn't come back from wherever he was, so Michael and I went to look for him. By the time we found him, it was already past curfew."

"You didn't have to come find me," Logan protested.

"We didn't want you to experience the punishment alone."

"WE?" Michael asked, crossing his arms. "I got dragged along."

"If it wasn't for Logan and his 'girlfriend', we wouldn't be washing our DA's car in bikinis," Chase complained.

"Your punishment was washing your DA's car while wearing bikinis?" I asked, snickering like crazy.

"Yes!" a frustrated Michael answered as he squirmed in his seat.

"Hey, Chase!" a boy hollered as he walked past us. "Where's the beauty pageant?"

"Hey, Michael!" another boy hollered. "You should try posing for a magazine."

"That's it!" Michael yelled as he stood up. "I had enough. I'm going to my room to change."

"You're gonna walk across campus in your bikini?" Logan asked.

"Of course not. I got Zoey as my shield."

At the end of lunch, Quinn, Lola, and I reluctantly shielded the boys as we escorted them back to their dorm, so they could change.

The End


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