bionic besties 2 | lab rats

The One Where Zadie & Leo Got Trapped

Third Person's POV:

The lab was actually quiet for a Friday morning.

Adam and Delta were so engrossed in texting each other, they didn't even realize they were in the same room.

Bree leaned against the cyberdesk, absentmindedly scrolling through her phone.

Leo eventually wandered in with a box of cereal tucked under one arm.

And Zadie was at the table staring blankly at her open algebra book.

After thirty more seconds of zoning out, hoping for the answers to appear, she slid the book toward Chase.

"Can you help me with a math problem?"

He glanced over from his own homework...that was due next week.

"Sure." He scooted his chair closer. "Which one?"

Zadie pointed to the section that she had to finish before her second block.

Chase stared at it.

"You haven't done anything."

"I know," she sighed dramatically, "That's the problem."

Chase shook his head, picking up his pencil.

"Here," he started to write. "We'll start with this one."

Zadie let out an exaggerated groan and dropped her head onto the table.

"What's the use of dating the smartest guy in the world if you won't even do my homework for me?"

She looked up, trying to guilt him.

"Please..."

"Fine," he groaned. "But I'm only doing the first one. You can use it as an example."

Zadie smiled, leaning against her arm.

While Chase was filling out the first problem, she looked back up at him.

"Hey... are we still going to the frozen yogurt place tonight?"

"Oh, right," He grinned. "Tonight's the night the new frozen yogurt shop is opening. Fifty-two flavors, and four of them are sugar free."

He might've been slightly excited.

Bree looked up from her phone.

"Oh, who are you kidding? You passed out the first time Delta and Zadie showed you nail polish."

Zadie smiled.

"It's true."

Delta glanced up from her phone, "you did."

Adam jumped to his feet.

"I've heard of those yogurt places. They get you by charging extra for toppings, so..." He unzipped his hoodie, revealing sandwich bags stuffed with candy. "I'm bringing my own."

He smiled.

"You don't even want to know what's in my pants."

He patted one of his pockets proudly.

"Oh!" He winced. "Hot butterscotch!"

Delta looked over at Zadie, "Should I laugh or be concerned?"

"Both," she answered.

Just then, Davenport walked into the lab, crushing their Friday night plans.

"Sorry, you guys are coming straight home after school. So no flavors, no froyo, no hanging with the bros, peeps, and homies."