Just when Cody was finally falling asleep, a sudden, shrill sound had awoken him. Feeling exhausted from the lack of sleep he had last night, Cody tried to ignore it and tried to go back to sleep, when he realized the noise wasn't stopping. When Cody opened his eyes, frustrated to once again find himself in his old bedroom, he drowsily looked around the room to find out what was causing the noise. And he was surprised to find out it was coming from his old alarm clock, resting on the night table next to his bed.
Huh? Since when was the alarm set? Cody wondered as he reached out for the clock to press the snooze button, then to turn the alarm off.
Cody then rolled over on his back, and stared at the ceiling as troubled thoughts crossed his mind. He could not believe he was back at the Tipton. At any other time, he would've been overjoyed to be back at the luxurious hotel he'd called "home". But this just...baffled him. A situation so ridicluous he never would've believed it would happen in real life was now right in front of his eyes. How in the world could he go to bed on the S.S Tipton and then suddenly wake up back in his home?
And Zack. Whatever happened to him only made the situation even worse. How could Zack not remember living on the S.S Tipton? He'd just pranked Cody on the ship last night for goodness sake! And now he didn't remember any of it. Not a single thing. What happened that made him forget it all?
That was what Cody wanted to know. Not just Zack's case, but the entire situation. What caused this whole problem?
Cody didn't know. And the fact that he didn't know scared him. Because if he didn't know how they got into this problem, then he wouldn't be able to figure out how to get out of it. And that would mean they might not be able to get out of the problem at all. And that was very bad, because Cody had to get out. He had to be back on the S.S. Tipton. He had to have all his friends there back. Cody remembered what Zack had said last night about it all being a dream, but he knew it wasn't. He'd been having all sorts of adventures on that ship for almost 2 years. He knew all that couldn't just be some little dream. It was the life he was living, and needed to get back.
But what was he going to do? He had no idea. So all Cody could do at that moment was hopelessly stare at the ceiling hovering over him.
Just then, he heard his mother's voice coming from right outside the door. "Boys, you'd better hurry up and come get your breakfast if you don't want to be late for school!" She called out.
The last word had caught Cody's attention. School? They... were going to school here?
"Uh," Cody nervously said as he got out of bed and rushed towards their bedroom door, "What?"
