Summary: CrossFic Zoey 101 x The Suite Life of Zack and Cody Zoey, Chase, Dana, Logan, Nicole and Michael form a band and are invited to The Battle of the Bands at the Tipton Hotel. What happens when they meet all the people at the Tipton? What friendships and romances will be formed? Which ones will be broken? They'd better look out, because Zack and Cody are double trouble! I'll let the pairings be a surprise!

A/N: Well…this is my new story! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter of Reawakening The Past! You guys inspired me to start this story faster! And just so you know, I'm planning on making a sequel to Reawakening The Past, which takes place the second year of PCA. The title is still undecided though, so if y'all have any ideas about a title, tell me in your reviews!

Disclaimer: I don't own Zoey…dang it!

IMPORTANT: This story takes place for Zoey 101 in the middle of season 1, and has no relation to my other stories. It takes place after the episode Quinn's Date, so everything that happened before that did occur. And for The Suite Life, it takes place when they are thirteen, a year after the episode Band in Boston, okay? And everything that happened in all that time on the show happened in this story, okay? Okay…

Double Trouble

Chapter 1:

Band Plans and Water Bottles

"…Okay, what is the point of this conversation?" Dana asked to the table, irritated as usual.

"Look," Nicole started. "All I'm saying is why do they call it basketball when you shoot into a hoop?"

"Because you shoot baskets, not hoops!" Zoey debated.

"Plus, some people call shooting into hoops shooting into baskets!" Logan told us.

"Only idiots shoot into baskets…" Dana said, rolling her eyes.

"Hey, I call them baskets!" Logan defended.

"My point exactly," Dana said, smirking, and took a sip of Blix.

"Love you, too, babe," Logan said, smirking back. I rolled by eyes.

"Sicko," I muttered.

"Yo, guys!" Michael screamed, running over to the table, Chase not far behind him. "You'll never guess what I hooked up for us!"

"What is it?" Nicole asked, excitedly.

"My Uncle Marion (A/N: If y'all didn't know, Mr. Moseby's first name is Marion, so yeah) invited us all to be in The Battle of the Bands at the hotel he manages in Boston, The Tipton!"

"Your uncle's name is Marion?" Logan laughed. Everyone ignored his comment.

"Wow, that's great! Except for one thing…" Zoey said.

"What's that?" Nicole asked, as clueless as ever.

"We're not in a band!" she pointed out.

"Yeah, we realized that, but we've got it all figured out!" Michael told the table. "Tell 'em, Chase!"

"Right," Chase started. "So, I play the guitar, Michael plays the drums, Nicole, you can play keyboard, Dana, you can also play guitar, and Zoey, you're an amazing singer, so I figured we could put something together!" They all nodded, except Logan.

"Wait," he asked, annoyed. "What about me?" Chase smiled nervously.

"We were kinda hoping that you could…pay for the band?" he asked, the nervous smile still on his face.

"Whatever," Logan said. "But then I get to name the band!"

"Fine!" Michael said, looking like he'd regret it.

"Are you seriously letting the egomaniac decide our name, Mike?" Dana asked, annoyed. "Watch him come up with a name like The Logan's!"

"You know," he said. "I was thinking of The PCAers or something, but I like your idea much better!" Dana banged her head against her fist various times.

"Way to give him ideas!" Zoey whispered to her.

"Shut up…" she murmured.

"The Logan's it is…" Michael said with a fake cheery face. The whole table groaned.

"So, when do we leave?" Nicole asked.

"This Saturday!" Chase cut in. "Michael's uncle's sending us a jet!" There were a bunch of gasps and "cool's" and "awesome's" around the table. Logan rolled his eyes.

"A jet?" he asked, bored. "I've got fifty of those!"

"You'd better shut up before I give you fifty bruises to match!" Dana threatened. Logan said nothing and smirked.

"I'm gonna go pack, see you guys later!" Zoey said, getting up and leaving.

"I'll come, too!" Nicole said, getting up as well. Dana followed.

"Anywhere's better than with that maniac mirror-obsessed David Hasselhoff wanna-be!"

"Dana!" Logan gasped, pretending to be insulted. "I'm insulted. But don't worry, you can make it up to me by making out with me!" Dana, looking disgusted, walked off after Zoey and Nicole.

Meanwhile in Boston at the Tipton Hotel…

Zack and Cody Martin were walking home from school with their friends Max, Tapeworm, and Bob. Zack was balancing a water bottle on the top of his hand, struggling to keep it up.

"What are you doing?" Tapeworm asked.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Zack asked.

"It looks like you're making an idiot of yourself!" Max commented.

"Sshh! I'm trying to concentrate!" Zack asked, waving them away. He stood for a moment, and then flipped the bottle over and it landed back on his hand. "Yes!"

"Ooh, lemme try!" Bob yelled, trying to grab the bottle from him, but as a result, it was dropped and it exploded. Max screamed and jumped back and they all stared at her.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," they all answered. Chatting away, they all entered the Tipton.

"Any my nightmare continues…" Mr. Moseby sighed to himself. He fast-walked over to the twins and their friends, "Zack, Cody, a word?" He dragged them away from the group.

"We just got back from school, and we're in trouble already?" Cody asked.

"Not yet," Mr. Moseby said. "I just wanted to inform you boys that there will be lots of bands coming to stay at the Tipton for Battle of the Bands, including my nephew's band, so I need you to stay away from all of them, kapeesh?"

"Hey, no fair!" Zack defended. "We're in the Battle of the Bands, too!"

"Oh, really?" Mr. Moseby asked sarcastically. "And I suppose you got the Congratulations, You're In Battle of the Bands gift basket?"

"No," Cody asked. "I would love one, though! How cool would –"

"Agh there is no gift basket you hooligans!" Mr. Moseby screamed in his usual angered tone. He left the lobby, mumbling to himself something about kids and troublemaking and his life…whatever.

"I wonder if he has an off button…" Max muttered. Everyone laughed.

"Come on, we have rehearsal!" Cody reminded, kind of angry.

"But…I'm not in the band!" Bob reminded everyone.

"Then why did you walk here with us?" Zack asked.

"I dunno," Bob answered. "Kicks?"

"Bye, Bob!" they all said at the same time. He slumped his shoulders and walked out the door. They all headed to the laundry room, which was the only place in the hotel where they were allowed to practice. Max and Zack took their guitars out of their cases and Cody set up his keyboard, while Tapeworm took his place in front f the drums.

"Ah, Drummy!" he shouted. "I missed you so!" They all stared at him. "What? A dude can't love his drums?"

"Yeah, that's exactly what!" Max pointed out.

"Okay, ready?" Zack started. "One, two, three…

I missed the bus

As if came around

And durin' gym class

My pants fell down…"

"Okay, stop!" Max yelled, startling them all. The music stopped abruptly.

"What's you deal?" Zack asked. "We just started!" Max looked slightly embarrassed.

Sorry," she said. "It's just that…I'm getting kind of tired of this song. I mean, we did do it last year…shouldn't we do a new song?"

"You know, she has a point there," tapeworm agreed.

"No!" Cody debated. "We know this song so well! We can't just go switching now three days before the competition! Besides, we don't even have another song!"

"Shyea, about that…" Max started. "I've been writing a song, and it'll probably be done by tomorrow!"

"Cool," Tapeworm commented.

"You write songs?" Zack asked, shocked. Max rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, she does, what's so surprising about that?" Cody asked.

"Nothing it's just that he never told me that…" Zack stopped talking as he saw the hurt look of Max's face. "What's wrong?"

"You called me a 'he'!" she told him, angry. She stood up.

"N-No! It was a complete, simple mistake!" Zack stuttered. "Please, not this again!"

"I said this once and I'll say it again," Max shouted. "I'm a GIRL! A GIRL! Okay?" She stomped out of the room, fuming, leaving a mildly confused Zack.

"What just happened…?"

A/N: Well…what do you think? If none of you are familiar with the show The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, here is a link:

http/psc.disney. OKAY! Well...review, please?

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