Hey! This is the fanfic I have been talking about for awhile now. Since A Day in the Life 10 is over, I thought I would post this one, sinceI just finished writing it. I think you guys will like it, and tell me if you do in REVIEWS. I love it when you share what you think with me.

Also, I updated my profile on here. There's a link to my MYSPACE, where you can see what Ally, Judy, and I look like. And I have this LONG thing about myself in there too. I think you'll like it!

So, enjoy the first chapter. And remember to REVIEW :

They met at a party---

Clip of Zack and Marrisa bumbing into eachother

And spent the night talking---all the way home...

Clip of Zack and Marrisa walking down the street to her house, talking.

But they have to be apart----only knowing eachother's names...

Clip of Zack and Marissa about to kiss, but then back away

They want to find eachother...

Clip of Zack telling Cody "She's REAL. I don't know--she's just different than everyone else around here."

When they finally find out eachother's secrets...

Clip of a girl saying, "Marrisa, the poor girl!" and of Marrisa crying

Will things turn out as planned?

Clip of Zack stopping the game, and walking over to Marrisa, who is walking toward the door

Or will they just fall apart?

Clip of Zack trying to talk to Marrisa, but she says, "I don't care. I don't care anymore. Just forget about it!" And walks away.

Crazy for this Girl: A Zack Martin Story.

---Chapter 1 "When I see you smile at me"

The music played louder and louder at the party. Cody and I stood in the corner of the room together, with a glass of punch in each of our hands.

The whole night had gone wrong so far for me. I need something, or someone to turn the night around.

I looked around the room, and then took a drink of the slightly too sweet punch they were serving at the party. Cody tapped me on the shoulder, and I turned to face him. He said, "Zack, I'm going back home, are you coming?"

"No, I think I'll stay awhile. But, tell mom that I'll be home by 11, ok?" I answered him numbly, looking around the room again. "Alright, see you later dude." Cody said, walking off through the crowd and out the door, back to the Tipton.

A new song played, filling the air of the basement where the party was being held. I knew I had heard this song before, with the lyrics so familiar to my mind, so fresh.

When you look at her she looks at me

She's got me thinking about her constantly

But she don't know how I feel

She carries on without a doubt

I wonder if she's figured out

That I'm crazy for this girl

I didn't know who to think of when he heard the song. In my 14 years of life, I've had many girlfriends. But, nothing ever worked out right. They didn't get me at all. They thought I was this guy who liked to party all the time, when all I wanted was a night under the stars.

The verses of the song played on and on, I thought about the night so far as the song played on the huge speakers. The night had gone horrible. Cody found a girlfriend at the party, but I was the one standing in the corner, not asked for a dance. It was the worst night of my life.

I decided I'm gonna leave, since the party isn't getting any better for me, and neither is the night. I started to walk over to the stairs, walking faster and faster to the beat of the song.

I turned the swift corner of the stairway fastly, wanting to get out of there and just go home for the night. Then, right as I did, I bumped into someone.

It was a girl, around my height with dark brown hair, and those big brown eyes. She had on jeans with a turquoise spaghetti strap shirt. She was different looking. But, not in the bad way, in the good way. She wasn't the usual blonde with blue eyes thing, she was beautiful.

She smiled slightly, and opened her mouth to say something. But, before she had the chance, I said, "Sorry, I was just in a hurry and---sorry." It came out so much different than I meant it to. But, oh well.

She laughed a little, and then said, "It's ok, it's fine. Don't worry about it." She smiled again at me, with her wonderful smile. It made my knees weak.

I smiled as she smiled, with my weird crooked smile. But, she still smiled at me. So I guess that she liked it.

The song was coming to an end, right when we were standing there smiling at each other by the stairs, with the lyrics saying---

I wonder if she's figured out

That I'm crazy for this girl