A Punk Princess

Disclaimer: I do not own the Suite Life or Unfabulous or Hannah Montana. Some characters from each will appear sometime in this fic. I like these shows a lot and I thought they might work well together. I do, however, own all of the original characters.

Sophie sat in the lobby. She was sitting on a yellow armchair with her feet tucked in. She was wearing a pink plaid mini skirt with black leggings underneath, a pink tanktop and black very deep V-neck with a skull hoodie (A/N—You know, the cool kind of punk, but not tons of eyeliner and goth bangs and junk- a nice little punkie person, not a punk emo slut.) What a fancy hotel, she thought, wonder what I should do for fun around here. Just then, two blonde boys who looked exactly the same walked in the lobby.

"All I'm saying is that you give it a try," said one, trying to stay calm.

"And I'll I'm saying is that a musical with me in it would be a bomber! I'd be the laughing stock of school, Cody," said the other.

"Now you know how I feel," mutter Cody under his breath.

"Heard that, Cody!"

"Don't care, Zack!"

"Fine. I'm going to go get some candy," said Zack, as he headed over to the candy counter.

"Hey there, sweet thang? Anything other than you that's shaking? (A/N—I know, you'll hate me for using that line, but I think it's cool! So bite me!) said Zack.

"Your peanut of a brain around in your skull," replied the candy counter girl. I couldn't help but laughing out loud.

"Ha! Even strangers laugh at your stupidity, Zack!" said Cody, now in hysterics.

"And she would be….?" Asked Zack, pointing his thumb towards Sophie.

"Very bored, but you can call me Sophie. I'm staying for a couple months or something. Anyways, would you like some ice?" said Sophie politely.

"For what?" asked Zack.

"For that BURN she gave you!" said Sophie, proudly slapping Cody's hand. Cody was now giggling like a little girl.

"Very funny. I'll get you," said Zack, who took his candy, gave them the evil eye and hopped into an awaiting elevator (A/N—Everything seems to revolve around Zack; there's always a taxi for them, always an elevator waiting, and always a pretty girl just around the corner! XD)

"Nice style. I like your attitude. You're on the team," said Cody with a sly grin.

"Of what? People Who Like to Insult Zack team?" said Sophie, sitting up and grabbing her notebook and pen. Cody grinned.

"Just the one," he said as they went up to Sophie's suite.

"So, why are you here so long?" asked Cody, while looking out the window, "Wow. The view is different from every room. They should put that on the flyers instead of Monday Night Ballroom Dancing!" he said, his eyes still glued to the surroundings outside.

"Ha! I'm here cuz my dad has some business meetings with some bigshot named Turpton or something, and I couldn't stay with anyone else," said Sophie, looking in the mini fridge for some Mountain Dew or juice.

"Don't touch the lemonade. I can promise you, it's not lemonade. And why couldn't you stay with your mom?" asked Cody, now walking towards the couch where Sophie and flopped down.

"Dead," said Sophie. Cody gasped and looked scared. He began to say he was sorry, but Sophie interrupted him, "Its okay. I've tried finding a nicer way to put it, but I find that one the easiest. Don't worry, you're definitely not the first," said Sophie, looking for the remote.

"That makes me feel bett—did you say 'Turpton'??" asked Cody with an alarmed look on his face.

"Something like that,"

"Are you sure it wasn't 'Tipton'?"

"Oh yeah! That was it. Why?" said Sophie, flipping through the channels.

"Tipton?! That's the guy that runs this place! He's filthy rich, and so is his daughter, London," said Cody.

"Oh, that chick? She never really liked me. Said I was 'too punk' for her. Like she even knows what that means! She did teach me how to speak 'London' though," said Sophie with a giggle.

"How do you speak 'London'?" asked Cody, now looking right at Sophie with his eyebrow raised.

"I'll give you some key words she taught me- 'Money', 'purse', 'shopping', 'daddy', 'will sue you', and 'can you make that out to Daddy Tipton?'," said Sophie.

"Sounds easy enough to remember," said Cody with a grin.

"Yeah. ARGH! I'm tired of this TV. Let's go skateboard with Zack," said Sophie, picking up her board and walking out the door.

"Race you," said Cody with a sly grin plastered on his face.