Summary: CrossFic Zoey 101 x The Suite Life of Zack and Cody Zoey, Chase, Dana, Logan, Nicole and Michael form a band and are invited to The Battle of the Bands at the Tipton Hotel. What happens when they meet all the people at the Tipton? What friendships and romances will be formed? Which ones will be broken? They'd better look out, because Zack and Cody are double trouble! I'll let the pairings be a surprise!
A/N: Hey! I updated the story! Yay!
SexyBack- I was debating whether or not Dana would sing or play electric guitar but decided on the guitar because it'll give her even more of an edge LOL. Keep reviewing and enjoy this chappy!
larabaybee- Hehe thanks sooo much! Yeah, same, I was like, I love both these both, why not put them together? LOL!
xEarlySunsetsOverMonroevillex- Thanks! Good news is you don't have to wait anymore hehe.
Rei Sabere- Thanks! Yeah, a band is interesting. Yup. Enjoy!
Mick McKay- Haha cough, cough, hint, hint, nudge, nudge. He he he. And, I don't want to give any pairings away, but keep in mind…I am a MAJOR MAJOR CZ fan. Think about that…LOL.
girliegurl- Hmm, it's a good idea! I have something else in mind to your idea, but it's similar! Thanks!
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tweetybaby- Thanks much! I know, I love both shows so very much! Zoey 101's my fave, but I love Suite Life too!
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Hybrid Speed- Ooh, I feel for ya about the reviews! It's happened to me way too many times! And in my opinion, Dylan and Cole aren't that hard to tell apart in the show obviously, but in real life, they are! And THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THE TITLE IDEA! It's awesome! I'm gonna use it yay! LOL. It's okay about your stories…school's a burden, but try to update them soon…pleeeease?
Disclaimer: People, I don't own the show! If I did, I wouldn't be in such suspense of season three, dig?
IMPORTANT: This story takes place for Zoey 101 in the middle of season 1, and has no relation to my other stories. It takes place after the episode Quinn's Date, so everything that happened before that did occur. And for The Suite Life, it takes place when they are thirteen, a year after the episode Band in Boston, okay? And everything that happened in all that time on the show happened in this story, okay? Okay…
Double Trouble
Chapter 2:
Don't Be Hatin'
Chase's POV
This whole band thing was seriously going to be awesome. Okay, this may sound kind of weird, but…I've always wanted to play guitar in front of people. Aside from writing, guitar was a way I could really express myself. And, I didn't want 'express myself' to mean playing songs I wrote about Zoey in my dorm room and driving my roomies insane anymore. I smiled at the thought, gazing off into space.
"Hey," Zoey greeted, coming back from the bathroom. She was my seatmate on the plane, which by the way was starting to smell pretty bad. In the seat in front of us, there was some overweight dude and his wife with a suitcase full of beans…um, so I'm guessing it was pretty clear as to where the smell was coming from. Not that I was complaining…a whole seven hours, just Zoey and I? Who would complain? "What're you so smiley 'bout?"
"Eh, stuff." I said, smiling jokingly at her.
"Like…?" she pressed. You. I wanted to say, but didn't. Hey, was it my fault I was in love with my best friend and wouldn't admit it. Okay, maybe it was.
"Like," I started. "How insanely awesome this band thing is going to be?"
"Oh my gosh, I know!" she said, excitedly. "It's been, like, my dream to sing in front of a crowd!" I smiled. Just another reason I loved her. We shared pretty much the same dreams. There was only one dream I was almost a hundred percent sure we didn't share…and that would be the one I would never tell her…
"Ditto for me," I agreed. "Except it's guitar." She nodded.
"I know," she said. "You've only told me ten billion times!" I laughed.
"Hey," I told her. "Don't be hatin' 'cause I'm a forgetful dude, okay?"
"Okay," she gave in. "But only if you promise not to use phrases like 'don't be hatin',"
"Well, I happen to think that it's a cool phrase…" I pointed out, jokingly.
"You also think your hair's 'not that bushy'," she reminded with a laugh. He smiled.
"Right," I said, and reached for my iPod.
"So," she asked me. "What songs are we going to play?"
"Well," I started. "I gave Michael some of my songs, and he's gonna look them over and pick them out."
"Cool-y," Zoey commented. "You know what I was just thinking?"
"Oh, yeah," I said sarcastically. "I can totally read minds." She rolled her eyes and smiled. And there went to butterflies in my stomach…
"Ha ha, very funny." She said. "I was thinking that I've never heard any of your songs before!" I smiled nervously. Maybe that was because pretty much all my songs were about her?
"You'll hear them during the competition." I reassured her. She shrugged.
"Okay," was all she replied. I heard a fight going on between Logan and Dana from behind us. See, what the seating arrangement deal was was that behind us was Nicole at the window seat and Dana in the aisle seat. Across from them was Logan in the aisle and Michael by the window. So, in a way, Dana and Logan were sitting next to each other. And what did that mean? Trouble. "I wonder what the fight's about?"
"Dunno," I answered. "Wanna see?" She nodded, and we got up on our knees and leaned on top of the chairs, facing Nicole and Dana's chairs.
Dana's POV
Just my luck. I had to sit across from Mr. Wanna-Make-Out himself. Okay, maybe if I just ignore him, he won't bug me and –
"Well, well, well," Logan started. Great. "Look who was lucky enough to be sitting right across from the hottest guy in the world…"
"More like most hot-headed guy in the world." I mumbled. I bet if someone stuck a needle in his head, hot air would deflate.
"Thanks you very much, Cruz." He said with a smirk. "I know my head, along with the rest of me, is hot." I rolled my eyes. What a LOSER. I turned to Nicole, hoping she would give me some words of wisdom. Wait…Nicole? Words of wisdom? Ha, yeah right.
"Why do you and Logan fight so much?" she asked me airily. "It's, like, so very weird. Don't you guys think it's weird, because I so do. I mean, like, you don't even have a reason to fight, so why – " I drowned out her voice with my iPod. Music always seemed to calm me down, especially guitar solos. Ahh…
"Hey, Cruz!" An annoyed egomaniacal voice said, breaking me from my trance. "What'cha listenin' to?" There goes my relaxation…
"Well," I told him angrily. "I was listening to Fall Out Boy until I was interrupted by a squeaky buzzing noise coming outta your mouth!" All he did was smirk that evil smirk.
"You know you want me, Cruz." was all he said, and plopped down next to Michael. I looked up at Chase and Zoey, who were giving each other glances about what just happened. God, why couldn't they just admit their feelings to each other already? It's not like they were a secret…practically the whole entire world knew! Ugh!
"What just happened?" Zoey asked.
"An idiot," I said truthfully. "That's what happened." I spent the next five hours either listening to my iPod or Nicole's babbling. Mostly the iPod though…A girl could get pretty tired of "Oh, my gosh, insert guy's name here is soooo cute, right?". Finally, the plane pulled in and we all headed out after retrieving our bags. Nicole toppled over and bumped into me, causing me to trip over my guitar case. "Nicole!"
"Las sientas!" she apologized incorrectly in Spanish.
"Actually," I corrected, getting up and bending down to pick up the guitar case. "It's 'los sientos',"
"Oh," Nicole said cluelessly. Would you believe this girl got an A on her Spanish mid-term? Ha. Psh.
"Yo, guys!" Michael called. "My uncle's car is right there!" He ran up to the car and knocked on the window. Out came his apparent uncle.
"Ah, Michael!" he said happily, shaking his hand. "Long time no see, nephew." Marion was African American and was wearing a grey suit with a white dress shirt under it and a red tie. He had pretty much no hair except for the ant-like things on top of his shiny head, if you call that hair. Michael gestured us all over.
"Uncle Marion," he started. Logan almost started to crack up, but I smacked him in the shoulder and mouthed 'don't'. God, only a guy like him would sink so low as to make fun of a grown man's name in front of his face! "These are my friends and now bandmates, Zoey, Chase, Dana, Logan and Nicole." He shook all our hands.
"Call me Mr. Moseby, if you will." He requested. We all nodded. He clapped his hands together. "Okay, gather into the automobile contraption in which I purchased back in the day!" He laughed, as if that were a joke. Well, I now knew one thing; Michael definitely did not get his sense of humor from this guy. Everyone stayed silent. He sighed. "Get in the car."
"Oh!" we all said, and piled in. Michael sat up front with Mr. Moseby, Chase and Zoey took the two seats behind them, what a surprise, and, guess who had to sit right in between Nicole and Logan. That's right. Me. Wonderful.
"Wow," Logan commented. "Next to me two times in a row today. What luck you have!"
"Yeah, lucky me!" I said sarcastically. "Don't bother me!"
"Don't be hatin', Cruz." Logan said.
"Hey!" Chase commented. "That's my phrase!" He ignored him. Gasp, so surprising. God, Logan's an idiot…
"You know, Dana," Nicole started. "It's pretty weird that you and Logan are next to each other for the second time today. Isn't it weird? Well, I think it's so weird, especially because –"
"Great, Nicole." I mumbled. "Great." And the worst part was, I accidentally left my iPod in my bags, which was loaded in the trunk, so I was forced to spend the rest of the ride to the Tipton listening to Logan's obnoxious, pig-like comments and/or Nicole's boy crazy, fashion obsessed comments. Don't be hatin'? Too late.
A/N: Well…that's all for now! Next chapter will be in the POV of the Suite Life characters! YAY! OMG, WHO SAW THE SEASON THREE PREMIERE? IT WAS AWEMSOME But EVIL! Tell me your thoughts on that, too. And, I apologize…I'll get Accepting The Present started ASAP!
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