I'm so bored. This is an idea I've had for a while. Just review. It's not that hard, people.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Suite Life. Why would I?
Max and Zack were at the gym, playing some one on one.
"And she shoots and scores!" Max shouted, throwing her hands up in victory.
"I let you win," Zack muttered.
"As if!" she said, putting her hands on her hips and giving him a knowing look.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."
"Say it," she said simply.
"No."
"Say it!"
"No!"
"Say it!"
"Fine! Max is the most talented basketball player despite being a girl. Are you happy?" he asked, mad at his third loss in a row.
"Very," she said. "Wanna go for a smoothie? Winner buys," she said, heading for the girls locker room.
"Fine. That's the good thing about losing," she heard him mutter.
"That's the good thing about being a girl!" she yelled back at him, then went to change.
"What would you like?" the old woman behind the counter said. This happened to be the same woman from the golf course.
"For you to go to the nursing home where you belong," Zack muttered, but only so Max could hear.
She elbowed him, but grinned as she ordered two chocolate smoothies.
Once they sat down, they started planning their next game.
"Friday?" Zack asked, taking a slurp of his smoothie.
"Student council," she said, taking a delicate sip. "Thursday. Oh wait-"
"Cheer leading tryouts," Zack said.
"That's what I was gonna say. Wait, you're trying out?"
"Watching," Zack said, grinning devilishly.
"Pig."
"You trying out?"
"Yeah, so don't show up."
"Why not? Wouldn't I want to see my best girl making a fool out of herself?"
"PIG. And since when am I your best girl? Isn't your best girl the one with the shortest skirt?" she said, giving him 'the look.'
"Yes, and seeing as you're the ONLY girl wearing a skirt here, you're my best girl," he said, smiling.
"PIG!" she shouted, getting a few odd looks, to which she looked perfectly innocent.
"Pig!" she whisper shouted.
"I'm your pig, though," Zack said, smiling at her obvious confusion.
"Since when?"
"Since you kissed me."
"That was three years ago!" she said.
"And you liked it!" he said, smiling largely now.
"So?" she said.
"So would you like it now?"
"Sorry, but I don't kiss on first dates. You'll have to really ask me out."
"You asked me out!" he said defiantly.
"Exactly," she said, giving him a malicious grin.
They stood to leave, Zack still in a state of confusion.
When they got to Max's house (she lived on his way home), he looked at her with a sudden understanding.
"Saturday. The Pizza Ria on Cheever's Chase," he said.
"Pick me up at four," she said winking. "And Zachary."
"Yeah?"
"I would have liked it."
"Maxine," he said, smiling.
"How do you-" she started, confused at his sudden knowledge of her full name.
He cut her off by pressing his lips to hers.
He pulled back to look at her red face.
"I do kiss on the first date."
She bit her lip and smiled.
"Bye Max," he said, pecking her on the cheek.
"Bye Zack," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
She suddenly let go and ran inside, but not before turning her head a little and winking at him.
A/N: I was bored, so yeah... Review people. Flames welcome.