In the Tipton lobby everything was peaceful and quiet…. Almost! Zack, Cody, and their new friend Oakley made their way inside the lobby; they had been skateboarding. Oakley was giving Zack props on his new trick he had landed, when Cody made a startling outburst.
- "Look, the Tipton's hosting an 'Open Mic Night,' for all guests tommorow!' Cody yelled.
- "So…?" Zack asked making his way over to Cody, who was standing in front on a large sign in the middle of the lobby.
- "So, maybe this is your chance to play that new song you've been writing!" Cody yelled too loudly.
- "You didn't tell me you were writing a song." their mom, Carrie announced, walking up to them.
- "Must have slipped my mind." Zack said with annoyance to his brother.
- "Hey, Ms. Martin." Oakley said politely.
Oakley was polite by nature, it's what he did. That is why he was such good friends with Cody, they were both sensitive and caring. The reason he was good friends with Zack was because they both loved video games, junk food, and skateboarding. So you could say he was a mix between the two twins. Kind of like a triplet, though he was 6 foot tall and had dark brown hair, and they each had blonde hair and stood at 5'9.
- "Hey, Oakley. Are you staying over tonight?" she asked with a bright smile.
- "Yes, ma'am if that was alright with you." he said politely once again.
- "Sure Oakley, you're always welcome." she said before walking away.
- "Dude, you have to quit being so polite. You're going to turn into a complete pushover like Cody!" Zack told his friend seriously.
- "Shut up, Zack!" Cody spat at him.
- "Look, Cody…face it you're a pushover, and that's okay." Zack said in a tone to comfort, as he put his hand on his brother's shoulder.
- "Well at least I'm not a coward! You wont even sing at 'Open Mic Night'!" Cody yelled at Zack.
- "Okay guys, lets just take this somewhere else, people are staring." Oakley chimed in.
Both boys blew their anger out in deep breaths. Together all three boys made their way up to the suite on the 23rd floor, that was so familiar. "I cant believe we've been here for five years. We usually don't stay anywhere for too long." Cody said as he looked around the suite. Zack nodded in agreement, they obviously forgot their fight for the time. Oakley pounded his way to the couch, sat down, put his feet on the table, and turned on the TV. "Just what I was thinking!" Zack said as he joined his and Cody's friend.
"Well, I'm going to do my homework." Cody said before going to the twins' bedroom. "Isn't it Saturday?" Oakley asked Zack, who rolled his eyes in reply. They sat their, silent, until Oakley got up enough courage to ask what he had been wanting to ask, "So…Zack. Why wont you sing your song at the 'Open Mic Night' tomorrow?" Zack looked at his friend and simply shrugged.
-"Dude, I read it. It sounds like it would be good, as far as love songs go." Oakley said.
- "Yeah, I know. It's the best one I've written, but I cant do it. It's about someone." Zack replied.
- "Who?"
- "You remember Maddie?"
- "The candy counter girl?"
- "Yeah. That's who."
- "Well, isn't she in college? Most likely she wont be coming to the Mic night."
- "You're probably right, but it's hard."
- "Zack?"
- "Yeah?"
- "Is she the reason you haven't dated anyone this year?"
- "Uh…I've dated." he replied hesitantly.
- "No you haven't."
- "Fine! No I haven't. And I don't know what the reason is. I guess none of them are…"
- "Like Maddie?" Oakley finished for him.
Zack nodded, and they watched the rest of the movie. That was clearly enough guy talk for tonight. Anymore talking about his feelings and Zack was going to throw up. They decided to call it a night, so they retreated into Zack and Cody's bedroom and all piled on the floor with their sleeping bags. Though, Zack was clearly not getting any sleep. Instead he gathered his guitar, pen, and paper, and went to the roof to play.
It wasn't just because of the "Open Mic Night," no most nights were usually like this, at least when he started to think about Maddie. He would always find refuge on the roof, with his guitar in tow. Which is probably why his song was so good, he worked on it most nights, after all.
He strummed on his guitar a few times, and wrote a little extra on his song, before going back to bed. He snuck in, which wasn't hard to do anymore. His mother could sleep through an earthquake, as long as she dreamt about George Clooney. Zack slipped into his room and laid in his sleeping bag until his eyes fluttered closed, and he fell into a dreamful sleep.
(A/N) I decided to add this because I already had this written...well I have more written I just want to space it all out. My shoulder is dislocated, which if you read On A Cruise you'd know that...so my lack of updates is becoming a problem. I decided this would kinda make up for the lack of updates for that story...I dunno I try lol. Please Review...i dont know what you think if you dont tell me.