**IMPORTANT**: I didn't steal this story from Larkyn, but I adopted it with full permission from the owner. The first two chapters are made by larkynxxpickettgirls, not me, I'm just helping her finish it. :)You could also find the story on her account as well. This is a collaboration with my good friend! I hope you enjoy! This is a copy of her chapter 1.

-MyMagicalPengirl

A.N./ Ok I know by the time this gets all posted V-Day will probably be over but hey I'm still gonna do it. My school actually did this and that's where I got the idea, it was so cute so I decided I would do a little three shot about it only in Suite Life Fashion. ENJOY! And this is set between "The Play's The Thing" and "Twister" by the way... Knowing that would help... Also I own the story but sadly I don't own the Suite Life :(

~LarkynxxPickettgirls

February 12th, 2011:

"I think this duct tape is sticking better to my fingers then the actual flower..." Four of Cody's fingers were wrapped tightly together in neon pink duct tape. He was trying to rip it off with his other hand, but when that plan failed he went in with his teeth. Wow he must be desperate, he had to of know there were thousands of germs on that. Then again he did sanitize it before working with it.

Bailey rolled her eyes at his unsuccessful attempts to remove the duct tape from himself, and also a few layers of skin in the process. "Well then why are you helping? When me and Maya asked for volunteers you were the last person we expected to be here." Maya nodded in agreement, but all her attention was still focused on the current duct tape rose she was creating.

"Ehh..." He mumbled as he failed his fingers trying to wave the last of the duct tape off them. "Can never have enough community service hours, right?"

"Right...Just try not to waste anymore duct tape." Bailey simply said as she gathered the duct tape roses she had made in the past two hours, dropped them in a bin, and walked out the door. Cody's eyes followed her through every motion. Once she was out of sight he sighed and turned back to the table. It was only him and Maya now who was still invested in making every rose perfect. It was a shocker to everyone that someone besides Cody and Bailey could be so dedicated when it came to something for school...Then again it was art and Zack always does say Maya is the next Maya Angelo. That is until she corrects him by saying Maya Angelo was a poet, not an artist. Confusing story short: She was an amazing artist.

Cody looked down at his pile of roses; they were the definition of awful, ugly, and every other word that couldn't describe an actual rose. No guy would ever buy his girlfriend one of these, no girl would ever want to receive one. They had to be the worst creations ever...

Maya must of been reading Cody's mind because for the first time in the last hour she looked up only to meet the disatourious roses. Her face cringed at the sight of them. "You know you don't get volunteer hours unless you actual contribute something meaningful to this fundraiser."

"Sorry I wasted your time... and Duct tape." He sighed as he started to get up until Maya's voice stopped him in his tracks.

"You know you have triple the community service hours required to get you into college, right?" She asked with a laugh knowing exactly why he put up with an hour long battle with the duct tape.

"The more the merrier." Cody said trying to put on his best fake smile to hide all the pain he was feeling. Ever since that play Bailey would only talk to Cody as needed and never showing any emotion. It was obvious that she really didn't want to be around him, but Cody kept trying. Every chance he had to be with Bailey he would take it and this fundraiser was no different.

"Yes, and that statement is also true when buying roses. So don't forget to buy bunches!" There was Maya again, back on the topic of the roses. Whatever selled it for her.

Cody nodded in reluctant agreement before walking out of the Aqua Lounge and up to see Zack on the Sky Deck. He spotted his brother working at the smoothie bar as usual and took a seat at the counter. "So I just saw Maya."

Zack turned around to see his brother with wide eyes. "Seriously? How? Did you kidnap her?" Zack practically yelled at his brother trying to leak all the information out of him.

"Yea...I was volunteering." Cody said a bit shocked at Zack's desperate tone.

"Isn't that a dance? Were you dancing with my girlfriend!" Zack grabbed hold of Cody shirt fiercely, almost lifting him off his stool. He defiantly won the 'Strongest Twin Category' when it came to the twin faceoffs they had.

Cody squirmed out of his hold, was he acting strange. Guess that was to be expected when you've only seen your girlfriend during school for the past two weeks. "No, Bailey and Maya are having some duct tape rose fundraiser for Valentine's Day and they needed volunteers so I did it to spend some time with Bailey."

"That stupid fundraiser has been consuming every second of Maya's day." Zack spoke in fruastration, basicly ignoring the last part of Cody's statement because it didn't involve Maya or him. He could care less about Cody's screwed up love life. "I haven't seen her in forever." Zack walked out from behind the smoothie bar and sat next to his brother, slumping in sadness.

"Well here's an obvious idea why don't you volunteer too?"

"I don't dance, but maybe I should go help Maya out with that fundraiser thing sometime." Zack stated as if it was some big colossal idea Cody hadn't just stated seconds before.

"Nice..." Cody said simply as she started slurping away at his Blueberry Bongo smoothie.

"Hot pink, baby pink, magenta, pink..." London hummed to herself as she debated which shade of the same exact dress to wear on Valentines Day, the most wonderful day of the year, well next to christmas. It was all about love, happiness, and most of all jewelry. She smiled mindlessly wondering what pieces she would get this year from her daddy. They were always from her dad, because she never had a real Valentine when the infamous day came around but jewelry was jewelry. All the same.

She was still singing along to her little song that consisted of the four colors when her room mate can into the room with her lately signature frown on her face. She thew her bag down on the floor, and fell lifelessly face first onto her feedbag quilt that was suppose to keep her 'warm' at night. Bailey moaned loudly into her pillow and thats when London knew she just couldn't ignore the annoying noise. "Bailey stop practicing your pig calls!"

Bailey lifted her face off the pillow "I'm not calling, I'm groaning because this fundraiser is stressing me out."

London rolled her eyes and reluctantly sat next to her on her bed. "Well can you go stress somewhere else, It's interfering with my singing." The small heiress surprisingly pulled the bulky farm girl off the bed to her feet. London pulled her arm towards the door, but Bailey held strong. Finally with the flick of her hand London swung Bailey out the door and directly into the hallway's plaster wall, her body made a huge thump, but all Bailey could hear was the sound of the door slamming behind her. Bailey swiftly turned her body around, trying not to fall over in the process, and started banging on the door.

"LONDON! London, let me in!" She screamed at the door to her room as she banged her fist to it.

"No, I don't like your pig calling!"

"I told you I'm stressed out about the fundraiser, thats all." She huffed.

"Or is it?" London said mysteriously from the other side of the door. "You do realize this is the first Valentine's day since you were like 13 that you've been unattached." Bailey opened her mouth in an offended manor. "I just think you're all depressed that you won't have a special someone on the day of looooove." London elongated the word love as if Bailey was suppose to get jealous or something, but the truth in she was. At least London got diamonds and clothes on Valentine's Day no matter what, Bailey honestly was thinking she wasn't going to get anything this year. The ship moves to fast for mail to get from Kettlecorn, All of her other friends were to focused on their boyfriends to care, London was to self absorbed to even make her a card on a piece of notebook paper even, and then there is- nevermind... The point is Bailey felt unloved.

But she would never admit it. "You don't have to be in love to feel the love." She reminded her in her peppy cheerleader voice London hates.

"Umm-I think I of all people know that, and you do too, but that doesn't stop you from feeling lonely." She put on a pouty sad face from the other side.

"Well I wouldn't be lonely if I wasn't out here in this vacant hallway!" Bailey shot back. Just then Bailey heard a click and the door opened to the smiling face of London. "Why are you smiling?" Bailey asked suspiciously wondering if she just opened the door to slam it in her face again.

But London just stood there with her smile, lips curling at the edge. Anyone could tell that she was sure happy about something. "You just admitted you're lonely." Only London would find joy in someone else's loneliness... Specially a few days before Valentine's Day.