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"I didn't do it," the blonde teenager insisted innocently to his teacher, a puppy-dog plea in his green eyes.
"Yes, I know. For once, anyway. I called you here to discuss your grades. I'm afraid if you fail one more class, I will be forced to kick you out of Seven Sea High."
Emma paused, letting the cold hard fact sink into her student Zack Martin. If only he were more like his brother…
"Kicked out?" Zack breathed, shocked. He knew he didn't have the best grades, but…that bad?
"Well...that is…seriously very not good. Is there anything I can do?" Zack pleaded. He couldn't get kicked out of Seven Sea High. He loved it here! The sun! The water! The girls!
"I'll do whatever it takes. And I mean whatever, Emma" the blonde insisted, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
"Zack Martin!"
"Sorry Miss. Tutwieller," Zack said quickly. Well, it had been worth the shot…
"Actually, yes. There is something you can do. I am willing to offer you a make-up project to replace your last test grade. And, if you get at least a B in all your classes from now on, you should be able to pass. I suggest trying to get someone to tutor you. Cody, perhaps?"
"I'll do it! I swear Miss Tutwieller, I'll get my grades up." Zack promised. This was once promise he could not afford to break. Now… how was he going to ask Cody to help him… he would deal with that later.
"Thank you Miss Tutwieller! I'll make you proud!" Zack proclaimed, grabbing his backpack and whizzing out the door. He had some planning to do.
"No." Cody Martin said shortly to his twin brother, as he folded towels furiously.
"I haven't even asked you anything!" Zack exclaimed. There was a hint of desperation in his voice that made Cody study him closer.
"Wait…you've done something really bad, haven't you?" Cody said shrewdly.
"I…I'm failing," Zack whispered, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one else was near.
"…and?" Cody prompted, a silent 'what else is new?' in his voice.
"No, no…I mean really failing. If I don't get my grades up and do a project, I'm gonna get kicked out!" Zack whispered quickly.
Cody immediately looked concerned. "Oh, man. That is bad! What do you need me for?"
" I really need you to help me on this project…and…to tutor me…" Zack trailed off, looking down at the floor nervously.
"Tutor you? Zack, Mom tried that years ago. We always ended up fighting, remember?" Cody folded another towel, frowning as he thought.
"I know. That would be the problem. So, I figured you could do the project and we could deal with the tutoring later" Zack finished quickly.
"Yeah, that sounds g- wait, I do your project? This is not a little paper you want me to do for you. Miss Tutwieller will be extra careful when she grades this. She'll know if I do it for you." Cody reasoned.
His explanation was undermined by three teenage boys throwing their towels at his face as he talked.
"I am a person too! You can hand me the towels." Cody muttered under his breath, peeling the towels off his head.
"Well, what do you suggest? That I do my own project? Now that is just crazy talk." Zack shook his head. This was not looking good.
Cody folded another towel. Man, Zack's problems are way worse than my problems with Bailey…
"Bailey. Oh, my god. Bailey!" Cody exclaimed, his eyes lighting up with glee.
"Yes…Bailey. Your ex-girlfriend. What about her?" the shorter twin spoke slowly, as if Cody was a small child.
"Bailey could tutor you! Her grades are just as good as mine! And…you would be spending a lot of time with her…so, you could, I don't know…suggest to her…to givemeanotherchance…" Cody rushed, words twisting together in his excitement.
"Cody. Don't you think you should convince her to date you ? I mean, we are seventeen now and-"
"I'll do your project for you." Cody stated shortly.
"Better get some nice clothes, Cody! Because you are going to have a date with Bailey!" Zack promised with a flourish.
Please review! What do you think Bailey will have to say about tutoring Zack? And will everything go according to plan?