A/N: Hey guys, this is like my second story so I don't know how it's gonna turn out... review if you want me to continue!!! Also, as a note to Sam-E-I-E-I-O (formerly known as Sami-Fo-Fami), I apologize for creating this storyline so similar to yours. I didn't mean plagiarism and I've waited for the "heat to die down" to repost this and from now on I am not copying anybody else's ideas. If it happens to be SIMILAR in any way, so be it but I'm not doing it on purpose. So the first chapter was similar...the rest won't be.

Disclaimer: I don't own Suite Life of Zack and Cody or Ashley Tisdale or Fall Out Boy or Aeropostale anything like that... :'( Also, any names or places that have similarity to real life places or people are purely coincidental.

Megan Hawthorne had always felt like an outcast at school and even in her own family. But after The Suite Life of Zack and Cody premieres, she has a life-changing experience...

Chapter One

Megan's POV

It was a regular night for me, but I don't know about my cousins. I mean, Katelyn and Bailey were totally annoying kids. And guess what...it was Friday night and I was stuck babysitting them...AGAIN.

"Thanks for babysitting the girls," Aunt Shelly said to me, as she grabbed her purse off the counter. "I'll be back at around eleven. The girls are all fed so all you really have to do is keep an eye on them and make sure that they don't touch the stove or anything hazardous like that." I nodded. Same old drill.

"Meggy, Meggy!" they shouted as they ran up to me, trying to pull me into the living room. Oh geez, I thought, probably something Disney-related. I didn't have anything against Disney Channel...I have to admit I even watch it sometimes when I'm bored, but Katelyn and Bailey were just obsessed!

"What is it this time?" I asked in a bored tone of voice.

"It's The Suite Life of Zack and Cody!" they exclaimed excitedly. "Come watch, come watch!" Suite Life of Zack and Cody? That's a mouthful. I wonder what it could be about, I thought. I sat down on the couch while the girls sat on the floor watching eagerly.

"This is the suite life!" sang the theme song. "YAY!" yelled the girls. I rolled my eyes. Quietly, I snuck into the kitchen to get something to eat. Hey, if I was going to have to live through this torture, I would have to keep myself busy, right?

Suddenly, the girls ran into the kitchen. "Meggy, Meggy!" I nearly dropped the bag of M&Ms and said, "Sorry, guys, I was gonna share, I swear!"

The girls rolled their eyes. "That's not it, Meggy. Look on TV! It's you, it's you!" What? I thought.

"Look!" Katelyn said, pointing to the screen. There was a blonde girl dressed in uniform standing next to a girl with long black hair. "She looks just like you! Except blonder and taller!"

I looked closer. It did look like me! Whoa! I thought. How am I on TV without knowing it?

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I buried my head in my pillow. I didn't want to wake up. I mean, this is madness! How could that girl look just like me? I thought. I had been thinking this all weekend while my home phone had been ringing off the hook. I had refused to pick up any of the calls and just let it go to the answering machine. Maybe--

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud cell phone ringing. It was mine. I recognized the song Thnks fr the Mmrs by Fallout Boy, which I had set as my ringtone. Oh, good, I thought. It's Hannah, someone I could talk to. "Hello?" I groaned sleepily. "Hannah?"

"No, it's Larissa, silly!" said the voice on the other side. "Larissa Clarson, remember me? From algebra class?" Yeah, I heard, but I just couldn't believe it. Larissa Clarson was one of the most popular girls in the entire high school.

"How'd you get this number?" I mumbled sleepily.

"Oh, silly goose!" she said, laughing in her fake little laugh of hers. "Of course I have your number! How could I not? I always call you!" I was about to disagree when she interrupted me.

"Anyways, as I was saying...a bunch of us are going to the mall this afternoon, and I was thinking maybe you should come with us!" she chirped excitedly. My eyes widened. Going to the mall with Larissa Clarson and her crew? This couldn't be real...

"Uh, as tempting as that sounds, Larissa," I said flatly, because I had no interest in going anywhere with her in my entire lifetime, "I've already made plans."

"Oh," she said disappointedly. "Well then maybe only I could come with you to wherever you're going Megs!"

"Uh...I don't think so, Lars!" I said in a mocking tone of voice. "I'm going to the Soup Kitchen today." And with that I hung up the phone.

I quickly got dressed into a pair of blue cargo jeans, a yellow t-shirt from Aeropostale (my most favorite store ever), and yellow Converse sneakers (picture in profile). I pulled my light brown hair back into a high ponytail and tied it with a clear elastic. Just in case, I put my biggest pair of sunglasses into my pocket.

I grabbed a backpack from the kitchen table and grabbed my keys along with it. Then I jogged over to Hannah's house like I do every morning. When I got there, her little brother answered.

"Hi Maddie," he said, calling Hannah to the door. I was confused. "No, not Maddie, kiddo. Meggy, remember?" I prompted. He just giggled and went back to watching television.

"Hey Megs!" Hannah exclaimed surprisedly when she saw me. "What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean 'what am I doing here'?" I asked. "This is your house, I've been here like a thousand times." I looked at her clothes. She was still wearing her PJs. "Why aren't you dressed for school?" Hannah looked around nervously, stepped outside, and shut the door behind her.

"Look," she said in a hushed whisper, "me and Benjy saw you on TV last night." I groaned.

"Gahh! I wasn't on TV last night, alright? However much it looked like me, it was not me!" I screamed, losing it and causing people on the street to look at me.

"Sshh!" Hannah hushed. "Sorry, Megs. Just calm down, alright? Fine, if it wasn't you, then who was that girl on TV? She definitely looked like you."

"I know!" I said, nodding. "That's what's so freaky! Even if I was on TV, don't you think I would've at least told you first? And I'm not even blonde!"

"Hmm, why don't you come in?" Hannah suggested, as little kids passing by on the street with their parents started to look at me in shock. I nodded and stepped into the house.

"Hey, Benjy," I said, rustling the little kid's hair. He giggled and said, "Maddie."

"Where are your parents?" I wondered out loud. Hannah went into her room and closed the door. "They're in Las Vegas," she said through the door. Then she came back out wearing a white Aeropostale hoodie and green-pink plaid shorts with white Converse sneakers and topped it off with a crocheted watermelon baby clip to match her pants. (picture in profile). She always did have better taste in clothes than me...

We walked to school like we usually did. Except this time, as soon as we were near the school, there were tons of people waiting on the front steps. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked. Hannah shrugged. "I don't know," she said.

Suddenly, there were reporters at my sides and microphones in my face. "Ashley, Ashley!" they yelled. "Over here, smile for the camera! Ashley, Ashley!"

I was soo confused. I tried to dodge and duck over all obstacles, but behind every one reporter was two more. I shoved my way through the students on the inside and scrambled into my classroom.

The bell rang and I breathed a sigh of relief. I could see Miss Hall, the principal, walking towards the front steps and telling the reporters to leave. Mrs. Collins, my homeroom teacher, told the class to turn back to attention, but this was just too much. Nothing could stop a class full of teenagers from looking when there were TV cameras and reporters swarming around the school.

Once Miss Hall finally got them to leave, Mrs. Collins said, "Well. We sure have quite a commotion today, don't we?" She raised an eyebrow at me and I sank down in my seat. And so the rest of the day went. Teachers raising eyebrows, popular kids I've never met before suddenly talking to me, random kids muttering, "Wannabe actress freak." I tried telling everybody that it wasn't me, but it wasn't working. They had something stuck in their minds and it wasn't planning on changing anytime soon.

A/N: Ooh...what's gonna happen next? If you guys like the plot, please review! And I'll try to post another chapter by tomorrow. Leave reviews!!! Luv y'all! xoxoxoxo