Disclaimer: I do NOT own the characters, or the first chapter. The first chapter is just a refresher about the episode. If you want you can skip to chapter 2 where I will start twisting the story my way.

Wizards On Deck

Alex

Ding. The elevator doors opened, revealing my parents heading towards it.

"Hey, did you know that there's a school on board?" I asked them. My older brother Justin won an essay contest, and the prize was a free cruise for any of his family members that were 18 or under. I however was not allowed to go because I was missing 14 lousy assignments in biology, thus having an F, So as always I formed a brilliant scheme to get on board. Now all I needed was to play my parents like a violin.

"And there's a 24-hour pizza bar!" I sang the last part.

"there's a pizza bar!?" my dad asked.

"Jerry don't get distracted by the pizza! It's part of her plan." mom exclaimed. I waved the plate of pizza around and watched my dad try to follow it.

"But pizza is the most distracting food! After ice cream. I smirked as my dad took a bite of the pizza.

"I wonder if they have ice cream on board." Dad thought out loud. My plan was coming together perfectly.

"Okay I lost you." Mom said defeated. "Alex, honey, even if we said yes, you don't even have your bags packed!"

"So if I'm packed I'm good" I concluded. I looked around to make sure no one was watching.

"bags from home, meet me here, take them there and bring them near." I chanted while waving my wand. My bags suddenly appeared on a luggage cart in front of me. Did I forget to mention my family other than mom are wizards? So yeah, I'm a wizard. I stuffed my wand into my back pocket and retrieved my luggage.

"You packed your bags?!" mom exclaimed. "How'd you know you would be going?"

"I find that if you just keep acting like something you want is going to happen, a lot of times It just does." I told them.

"Listen, if we're gonna let you do this, you have to promise to stay in that class." My dad told me, then looked at his pizza. "and find out if there's any ice cream in there"

"Dad I promise I'll stay in the class, I mean what else am I supposed to do?"

"Well, you could- Ah!" he stopped himself. "Im not going to give you any ideas" A horn sounded throughout the ship. Mom's eyes widened in fear.

"Oh my gosh were sinking! Let's go" she made a break for the elevator. "Let's go!" Dad and I glanced at each other before he shrugged and followed his crazy wife. I went ( using sources that I will not Identify) and found our cabin, which was the infirmary.

"Bonjure brothers" I exclaimed walking in. Justin turned and looked at me. "Surprised to see me?" I asked him.

"No, I'm surprised you know two words of french."

Bailey

I was wandering around on the sky deck when I heard Mr. Moseby asking if anybody wanted to play a game of tug-of-war.

"Sure, I'll give it a try" I said and grabbed hold of one end of the rope, and these two guys were on the other end.

"Hmm, looks like we need one more for the tug-of-war" Mr. Moseby observed as a girl about my age with black hair walked up behind him. "Anyone, anyone?" The girl looked over at the two guys on the other end.

"Chance to humiliate some boys?" she smiled. "Sure! Why not." She placed herself in front of me and grabbed the rope.

"The winner gets two tickets to the Hannah Montana concert." Mr. Moseby informed us. I couldn't believe it.

"Oh my gosh, I love Hannah Montana!" I exclaimed. The girl in front of me turned to look at me.

"Good for you, girl-I-don't-know" she said.

"I'm bailey" I told her extending my arm. "whats your name?"

"I'm," she shook my hand " girl-you-don't-know." Weird.

"And Go!" Mr. Moseby yelled. We were pulling with all the strength we could muster.

"We're slipping! we're slipping!" I said.

"Spit on the floor!" she told me as she did so. "Rub your shoes in it!" We started rubbing our shoes in our spit.

"It's working! Oohh, I get it. It gets the dust off your shoes to give us tration-"

"Would you less talk and more pull!?" she interrupted me.

"Sorry!" I apologized and pulled. Finally after some struggle we pulled the boys face first into a kitty pool filled with foam.

"Ha!" the girl-I-don't-know, yelled.

"PONED!" We yelled at them in unison.

"What!" She teased.

"Yeah!" I added.

"And the winner is Bailey and" Mr. Moseby was interrupted.

"Girl-you-don't-know!" the strange girl told him.

"We won!" I said giving the girl a high-five. "We're going to see Hannah Montana!"

"Massive splash and I got nothing ." Moseby said happily. "Now, I will need your names to put it on the winners board with your picture for everyone to see." No, no, no! No names!" the strange girl said quickly. No board. We didn't win, we cheated by spitting on the floor!"

"She!" I exclaimed pointing a finger at her. "She told me to Mr. Moseby." she gave me a look.

"After all we've been through!"

"Can I still go to Hanna Montana?" I asked Moseby

"Not unless you win the ship-wide scavenger hunt."

"I'm going to go look for an egg beater," I told them. "There's always an egg beater."

"And I'll need your name for the cheaters roster." Mr. Moseby informed her. I hung around to find out her name.

"My name is * Pause * Ashley * pause* Olsen"

"Ashley Olsen, you are the most honest cheater I have ever met."