Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101 or either of the songs mentioned.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better"

She was starting to think that her knight in shining armour had in fact been disguised as her skinny, bushy haired best friend. Sure, James was nice, but something about the way that he carried himself made her feel wrong. He was perfect – too perfect, and the fact that he didn't seem to have one awkward, clumsy bone in his body made her feel as if things weren't meant to be.

She had dated many guys before, some of them had even become quite serious, but no matter what happened, it always ended. Things fell apart for seemingly no reason, and she always felt as if she were being set free when the words 'break up' were brought into conversation. She felt like a magnet, being pulled in one direction when her brain was trying to tell her otherwise.

She was always respected, always the person to turn to for advice or a solution, but sometimes she felt as if her brain wasn't wired up properly. She didn't know why she kissed James, being that she had told her best friend that she loved him only weeks prior, but again, her brain and her heart sometimes did not act in sync. She felt as if James was pulling her away from the group, and that she was detached from her friends. When she thought back to the last three years of at PCA, none of her greatest memories occurred in the previous semester. James didn't leave an imprint on her memory, but said best friend certainly did.

Breaking up with James was effortless, and while she saw his heart break to pieces right in front of her eyes, she felt the oh so familiar feeling of freedom, mixed in with splashes of guilt. She didn't know how Chase would respond to the fact that she had snubbed him over the last four months, not attempting to call or email, and she knew he had been informed of her dating James, which is why, she assumed, he had also made no attempt to contact her. He was her best friend, and she hoped with all of her heart that he could forgive her for breaking his.

The flashy colours of prom, the guys in their rented tuxes and the girls in their dresses, hair done up, makeup perfect, used to give her a rush, but the idea of it just made her sick this year. PCA had never had a prom, due to the over population of guys in the school, and this year they had decided to host a prom for the upper school. James was still attending prom, and would have no trouble finding a date, but she chose not to go. The only person she wanted to go with was supposedly across the Atlantic Ocean, and probably mad at her. Or so she had thought.

When he had shown up that night, she could practically hear the sound of things falling into place. He had a way of making everything better, making her feel like herself. She swore that his presence made her a better person. He wasn't mad at her, and had actually arrived under the impression that she was going to prom with James. She kissed him and finally admitted to herself – and him, that she was in love with him. Prom went off without a hitch, and everyone was pleasantly surprised to see her walking across the dance floor, hand in hand with her best friend, and when he had kissed her, she didn't hear the gasps, the 'aww's' or the applause that had followed. She just knew that he loved her, and that she loved him just the same.

He had a way of turning any bad situation she was in to a positive one. His presence simply made everything better, and the way he looked at her made her feel butterflies in her stomach. The good kind of butterflies. He used to be embarrassed when she caught him staring, but she liked it. She had dated so many guys that weren't good for her, and Chase managed to take ordinary actions and turn them into something completely sweet and romantic.

She was surprised to find that dating Chase wasn't much different than being best friends with him, other that she was more aware of him. She had spent the first three years being completely oblivious to him, and she felt as if she knew him better than ever. He knew her inside and out and it was amazing, having someone who she could share her secrets with. He was her boyfriend and her best friend, and she couldn't ask for anything more.

He was anything and everything to her.

A/N:

This is part one of a twoshot. I have another twoshot in progress but this was just something I had as a side project. The next chapter is finished and it's Chase's perspective. The song 'Hey Jude' was a great inspiration to me, and as some of you have agreed, it is definitely a Chase-kind of song.

Stay tuned for part two which will be coming shortly. It's different than this, and it will actually have dialogue.

Chapter 6 of 'Broken Hearts' is coming, I swear. I haven't abandoned it.

-Sarah