Suite Life of Zack and Cody Fan Fiction

Checked-in Guest Girl

A/N- Yes, I know that the title might not make sense right now, but trust me it will. So please read and review (but only review if you want)

Chapter 1

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"NO RUNNING IN THE LOBBY!" Mr. Mosby would always yell at Zack and Cody when they came running into the lobby of the Tipton after school every weekday at three sharp. He was so used to doing this that he didn't even have to look up from the paper work he was doing. Today, however, he looked up only after he received the reply of "No one is running sir," from the door man.

To his shock, there was no sign that the twins had been in the lobby at all yet.

Just as he started praying that they had been sold by the school to the circus, however, Zack walked through the stationary doors, holding it open with a slight look of concern on his face as Cody slumped through, his head hung in defeat. Without realizing what he was doing, Mr. Mosby left his post behind the desk to go figure out what was wrong.

As he got closer, he hear Zack saying as consolingly as anyone had ever heard him speak when not asking for money, "Don't worry man, there are other fish in the sea. She's not worth the moping." When this did nothing to lift Cody's spirits, he added, "Want to go to the arcade? I'll even let you win for once."

"What is all this about?" Mr. Mosby asked as Cody walked solemnly down the few stairs from the doors to the main part of the lobby. "Not that I don't mind the piece and quiet."

Zack, grabbing the back of Cody's shirt as he had tried to keep walking right into a table with an expensive vase on it, replied, "Cody asked this girl at school out and she rejected him."

Mr. Mosby looked awkwardly around the lobby before saying, "Don't worry Cody, I'm sure you'll find some other young lady."

Zack got his mischievous smile at that moment. "You don't happen to know any young heiresses or famous people checking in about our age that might take an interest."

Mr. Mosby lifted index finger, shaking his head. "No, I will not put any guest of mine through such a thing."

"So you know one?"

"Well, of course," he said insulted. "It's my job to know who is checking in."

"Who's checking in?" Maddie asked distractedly, walking in through the front doors to the candy counter.

"I will not tell any of you."

"But what if I don't have the candy they like," she pouted, playing on his desire to make every guest happy.

Mr. Mosby seemed to fight with himself for a while before stating defeated, "Fine, have you heard of the young novelist Juliet Belle?"

"No," Zack said flatly as Maddie replied "yeah". But before either of them had a chance to finish their statements, however, Cody's head shot up.

"Are you joking?" he asked, spinning to face Mosby. "I love her books. She's my idol. She got her first book published last year at fifteen. That's how old I am right now! And her writing style is incredible. She has a way of making her worlds seem like a real place that you love to get lost in. And don't even get me started on her metaphoric techniques."

"We weren't." Zack said blandly. "But at least now you're out of your slump."

"The prospect of meeting my favorite author could have revived me if I had been hit by a bus!"

"You know the rules however, and will not get in her way while she is here for her book tour."

"I didn't know that was this week! My calendar says that she's not making it to the Tipton until July." When Zack began to whistle and shuffle his feet as if to blend in, however, he closed his eyes to calm himself as the ringing of the bell on the desk went met them.

"Excuse me," they heard a girl call politely and Cody's eyes shot open.

Standing at the desk and looking behind the desk as if to see if someone was hiding, was Juliet Belle.

"She looks just like her pictures," Cody whispered, star-struck, as Mosby bustled over apologizing.

And she did, from what he could tell. She had long flowing brown hair streaked with natural highlights that was pulled into neat pigtails. Cody knew from her personally created and updated website that she had always been told her eyes changed with her mood. As she turned to observe the lobby, he noticed they were the most beautiful crystal blue that he had ever seen. She neither fat nor emaciated, and dressed modestly in a knee-length capris and polo shirt that seemed, from what he had heard, was her trade mark outfit. It was hard to believe that she was any different from any other typical girl that you might meet walking the streets as she stood there, about five feet tall and in sneakers. Nobody ever came into the Tipton in sneakers unless they were an athlete, though even that was rare.

"Wow," Cody said breathlessly, not noticing the hand Zack was waving in front of his face.

"Well at least he won't be moping," Zack shrugged as Maddie walked off chuckling to herself. Suddenly, Zack had a plan. "Hey, Cody, maybe you should go talk to her."

Cody looked at him as if he had just suggested that he go jump off the top of the Tipton. "I can't do that. That's Juliet Belle."

"So I've heard." Zack said before pushing him in the direction of the desk, where he collided with the girl he had been reading books by for the past year.

Cody stumbled back embarrassedly as she looked at him.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Belle. This will never happen again, I promise you."

"It's okay, Mr. Mosby," she said, not looking away from Cody. "What's your name?"

"C-co-Za-Cod-E," he stuttered.

Juliet laughed sweetly. "Well, is it co, za, cod, e, or a combination of them all?"

He laughed nervously. "Um, huh, no, it's Co-" his words caught in his throat again.

A smile spread across her face. "How about I start?"

"Oh, but I already know who you are," he said quickly.

The smile faltered slightly, but she maintained it. "Then it will be quick and then, maybe, I'll be able to guess your name. I'm Juliet. And your name is Cod, Cole, Zackary, or Cody. Any of them right?"

"Cod, co," he stammered before giving up and saying, "The last one."

"Well, then, Cody, it's nice to bump into you." She winked before picking up her suitcase and heading towards the elevator.

But Cody (god why couldn't I think of that, he thought to himself) couldn't leave it like that, so he turned and let the first thing that came to mind fall out of his mouth. "But I bumped into you."

She turned around laughing. "Then maybe I'll bump into you later." And with that, she left, disappearing as the elevator doors closed behind her.