The day the ship was due to dock in Honolulu, the students finished up their classes earlier than usual and were sent off to get ready for arrival. Some had to do some shopping for clothes while others wanted to get their hair done. School was done for two weeks and everyone wanted to make the best of their Hawaiian respite.

Cody came out of his room and took a walk on the deck before going back to get all set for docking. Zack, Woody and Marcus were there so it was little crazy and decided he needed some fresh air. He wore the same white shirt that he had worn the last time they were there and had shorts and flops on as well. When he reached the railing, he looked out and saw the big island nearby. They were still a few hours away from arriving in Honolulu. He felt the warm breeze whip across his face along with some mistiness of the salty ocean water. He closed his eyes and reminisced to seven months prior:

The world-famous Hannah Montana was on the S.S. Tipton's pilgrimage to Hawaii for a concert. Bailey was a huge fan and after learning she was going to be on board, Cody offered to get her tickets to the concert. He had been crushing on her for a long time and he felt this was his best chance to finally win her over. Despite claiming he knew Hannah, she didn't recognize him and all his attempts to get tickets to the concert were unsuccessful. He had just gotten thwarted on the deck by London, who wanted no part of her whatsoever for refusing to do the theme to "Yay Me!".

"This is impossible," Woody complained to Cody as he dejectedly sat across from him. He was trying frantically to stick a straw into a coconut so that he could enjoy some sweet coconut milk. "Either I need a softer coconut or a harder straw." He noticed that Cody wasn't paying attention to him and looked quite preoccupied. He asked what was wrong.

"Sorry," he apologized for spacing out on his mission to crack the coconut. "I couldn't get Bailey tickets. I guess I'm just going to have to tell her the truth."

But Woody, being an ever-optimistic friend, weighed in his idea. "Or you could tell her that aliens came down and threatened to disintegrate the Earth if you didn't give them your tickets to see Hannah in Hawaii."

To put it mildly, Cody did not see any rational logic to this idea. "Something tells me that coconut hit you on the head."

Then an excited Bailey showed up at the table. "Okay, I'm trying to decide how to wear my hair to the Hannah concert," she said to them. Cody stood up while feeling a negative adrenaline rush through his body. "I could go with a funky updo." She gathered her long hair and twisted it in back of her. "Or half up, half down? That's kind of cool, right? Or the whole funky rocker mosh-pit thing, like this?" She spun her head around and around so that her hair flopped and waved around, then was all shaggy in front of her face when she looked at Cody.

"Bailey," Cody started with a lump in his throat. The last thing he wanted to do was see her disappointed after being so happy and excited. It would simply obliterate his heart to see such an emotion change from her. "I know I kinda promised you I could get you those tickets to Hannah..."

"I know!" Bailey cut him off and then turned to Woody. "Can you believe my guy is getting me tickets to a sold-out concert?"

"'My guy'?" Cody asked, his heart fluttering wildly hoping she didn't say that instinctively. The big smile she shot him as she turned back towards him left no doubt she meant it. That was it. The tickets were an absolute must at that point, obtained or not.

"Yeah," Woody started. "Unfortunately there's been an intergalactic incident..."

Cody was not going to let Woody spoil his chance to come through. "Enough about your stupid comics," he said, escorting Bailey away from him. "Bailey's trying to decide how she should wear her hair to the concert which 'her guy' is taking her to." He felt his six-month plan had come through now, but now he had dug himself a hole.

"I know. I'll wear it down," she announced. "Now I've gotta find a great outfit to go with my hair. I'll go check London's trash." With that, she headed off to her cabin.

Cody opened his eyes and took in the tropical Hawaiian beauty. He took a deep breath and walked back around the main deck to kill more time.


For her preparation, London took a day trip to the ship's salon to get herself pampered all over. She knew she was going to look all pretty, but just wanted to rub it in and put herself above and beyond every other girl there.

"What do you want done to your hair, Ms. Tipton?" the stylist asked her as her nails were getting filed.

"Just straighten it out and make sure there are no knots in there at all," she answered. "And don't take any hair out."

"Of course not. I wouldn't dare."

London relaxed and briefly closed her eyes, wondering how her vacation (when does she not have one?) would go with her friends and classmates. When she opened her eyes, Bailey was leaning over her with a pad of paper.

"London, what do you think we should do first?" she asked in a very excited voice. "I'm considering either swimming with the dolphins in the beach outside the hotel, strolling on the walkway, wind sailing or going to Pearl Harbor to learn about the Japanese attack that brought the United States into World War II."

"I think you might want to take it easy before you do anything."

"Well, maybe I'll get my history lesson out of the way and go to Pearl Harbor first."

"You mean there's a harbor filled with pearls? I've gotta go to this place!"

"No, London. Pearl Harbor is a naval base outside Honolulu where the Japanese..." Realizing London was not going to understand any of this, Bailey dropped her story and headed her way out of the salon.

"Wait, where are you going?" London called to her.

"To the room to get dressed. We're going to dock in Honolulu shortly and I want to be all ready by that point."

"Well, you've got time. Why don't you sit with me and get some treatment?"

"I don't know if I'm very comfortable with that, London."

London wouldn't let it rest. "Come on, you know you want to look beautiful when you're in paradise."

"Ms. Tipton's right," the stylist chimed in. "Plus, if you have a boyfriend, think of how he'll be struck by some work on your beauty."

Bailey thought about it for a moment and gave in. She thought she should look pretty in a tropical place, so why not get buffed up?

"Come sit with me," London offered. "Cody won't recognize you once you're all done here."

"I hope you're right," Bailey said as she got herself settled in a manicure/pedicure station next to London. "Cody would want to see me the way he feels about me."

"What do you mean by that?"

"He thinks of me as beautiful and I think of him that way, so I want to look beautiful for him in our special place."

London just went back to relaxing in her heated cap and kept her thoughts to herself.


Zack was with Marcus in Woody's room playing checkers. Mr. Moseby had released the itinerary for their vacation and they were deciding how they were going to go about it because they had choices on how to use their time on the islands. The first few nights would be spent in Oahu, then they would take the boat west to Kauai for a night. From there, a short charter plane trip would take them to Maui for two nights. After that, the charter flight would take them back to Honolulu and on the last night of their vacation, the boat would sail to the big island for the concerts, and then a colorful luau on the beach for everyone. The school would be split up into groups of two where they would be led by a teacher to their desired places just like a summer day camp.

"Guys, would you rather do a Pearl Harbor tour or take a bus up to the Polynesian Cultural Center first?" Zack asked his friends as he took a look at the itinerary.

"I'd like to learn more about how Pearl Harbor got attacked," Marcus replied. "So maybe I'll choose that first."

"And I heard they had coconuts in Polynesia!" Woody chimed in. "I'll go there and get some to make some more cocnut cream pies."

"Woody," Marcus said, annoyed. "I don't think that would be the main purpose for us to go to the Polynesian Cultural Center. I believe we would see the architectural wonders of the Polynesian people and how they settled in Hawaii."

"And it says in the detail here that there would be a show at night. That sounds cool."

Cody walked in with a big grin on his face, without a care in the world of what anyone was doing. He was as eager as anyone for the docking, which would happen in a few minutes. In fact, they had passed some of the islands and were approaching Honolulu.

"What's the matter with you? You drink too much smoothies?" Woody sarcastically asked.

"No, I'm just excited that we're almost there. Plus, Bailey and I are going to make more memories."

"I think we've heard enough of you two, haven't we?" Zack blurted. "How many more memories can you possibly make after seven months?"

Before Cody could retort, a voice on the loudspeaker came: "Attention all passengers and students. We are set to dock in Hawaii's capital and walk towards the Tipton Hotel. Will all people involved please report to the main deck."

Everyone sped out of the room and towards the main deck. Cody calmy made his way there and looked for Bailey. After some wandering, he saw her make her way towards him in the same flower-printed dress she had worn when they got together for the first time. And her hair was straight down with a flower headband on.

"Hi, honey," she said, taking his hand. It felt so soft and her nails were all clear and glistening.

"You look nice," he replied. "You get a manicure?"

"Sure did."

Cody had another flashback as the contingent made its way towards the hotel which was on the beach like all the other resorts.

Bailey was out on the railing looking out at the island seemingly at peace with being there. Cody had failed on the scavenger hunt opportunity to get Hannah Montana concert tickets and felt shivers all over his body as he approached her from behind. There was no way around telling her disappointing news now.

"Cody, isn't Hawaii the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?" she asked him when he settled next to her.

"Second most beautiful." No person he had ever met was anywhere near as gorgeous as she was. Anyone of the many girls he had previously gone out with captured his heart the way she did with her natural beauty, sweet nature and how much she had in common with him. But anyway, I digress. "Bailey, I need to talk to you."

She was in a zone contemplating her encounter with Hannah and couldn't sense Cody's anxiousness. "First, I want you to help me pick which greeting to use when I meet Hannah Montana." She's making it harder for me to do this, Cody thought. "I could go country: 'Howdy, Hannah!' Or sophisticated: 'How do you do Ms. Montana?' Or Japanese: 'Konichiwa, Hannah-san!'"

"They're all great," Cody replied. Then softly and quickly, he spilled it. "Except for the fact that we don't have tickets."

Bailey hoped she was hearing wrong and asked him to repeat. "It sounded like you said we don't have tickets."

He couldn't hold in his regret anymore and poured his feelings out to her. "Look Bailey, I'm really sorry. I tried everything to get you those tickets."

"But you said you knew Hannah."

"She didn't remember me and Kirby wouldn't let me in and London wouldn't help me so I tried to win the scavenger hunt. Here's your barrette back, by the way." With every word he was saying and by the tone of his voice, Bailey could look into his eyes and see both sincerity and selflessness. He kept rambling, but she impulsively leaned in while smiling and gave him a big hug.

Instantly, Cody cheered up and felt a tingling sensation all over his body. "What was that for?"

Maintaining her big smile, she answered, "To get you to stop babbling."

"I need to babble more often."

She wasn't done. "And because no one's gone through so much trouble for me. Thank you."

"You're welcome." He offered his arm for her to hang on, which she took and went inside the boat to get ready for docking.

That felt like the start of something special for the two of them and it turned out to be true.


"Hello, Mr. Moseby," the Honolulu Tipton's front desk clerk greeted as the group made its way into the hotel. They had been on the ship for over two weeks nonstop and while they were awake and very much alert, they all seemed like they could use a rest. It was 3:41 in the afternoon Hawaiian time.

"How are you doing, David?" he greeted back. They knew each other through executive meetings.

"Can't complain. Is this your Seven Seas High class?"

"It sure is. You might have heard we'll be here for the majority of our vacation?"

"My boss told me and we're excited to have you guys. Let me go get all the folders and supplies for the students."

Zack and Cody felt like they were at home again, except with with a tropical setting and modern touch. The hotel in Boston looked and felt old-fashioned and fancy. This hotel didn't seem that old. Everyone else marveled around the lobby as they took in their temporary home away from home. Of course, London was familiar with this place as she had been there before, but no one else had. Woody and Marcus looked at the beach that was outside the facility and mutually agreed that they could not wait to get out there and have fun in the sun.

Bailey and a few other students read a plaque that was placed near the hotel's entrance and it said: "We hope you enjoy your stay at the Tipton Hotel. This world-class five-star hotel is one of the most recent facilities of our chains built with its doors opening to the public for the first time on May 23, 1985. Almost all of the tourists or businesspeople that choose to stay here agree that Hawaii is among the best locations in the world to travel. You are in paradise! Make the most of your time here!"

"Here is everything for the students, Mr. Moseby," the front desk clerk said as he placed stacks of manila folders on a table. "And just so you know, we have another school that is on vacation here staying with us. So don't be surprised if your school and theirs mingle in with activities or trips."

"Thanks for the heads-up, David." He sorted through the folders and inside each one was a door key card. Moseby had collaborated with the hotel manager here on assigning boys to one floor and girls on another so that the risk of trouble would lessen somewhat. He called everyone over to pick up their folders and sent them off to their rooms for leisure after a long semester of work and a long week preparing for their vacation here. He went off to his own room to relax himself.

The boys were assigned to the 4th floor while the girls were sent to the 9th floor. Cody and Woody were roommates again in Room 449, while Zack and Marcus were reunited in Room 479. Further up, Bailey and London were together (much to London's dismay) in Room 951. After unpacking, they all lay down for a nap and got refreshed.

At around 7:00 in the evening, everyone got woken up and offered the chance to go to the hotel's dining hall for dinner. They could either do that or order room service. All the boys chose room service since they were all still so tired and didn't want to move.

London and Bailey, however, went down to the dining hall for dinner to get familiar with the native food and see the sunset on the beach up close. It was a buffet style with several different stations and a smoothie bar for dessert.

"How do you like it so far?" Bailey asked London as they sat down with their food.

"It's very pretty. I look forward to go seeing that harbor of pearls that you were telling me about."

Bailey started to protest this astonishing display of ignorance, but swallowed it when she remembered that it would be impossible for her to get it or retain it. "I forgot to get fruit. I'll be right back."

She headed towards that station and saw how tasty and exotic they all looked. "I don't know which to get. They all look so good."

"Maybe you could start with this," the girl next to her replied pointing to a green fruit with a juicy center. "It's a guava, high in Vitamins A and C and fiber."

"And how about the mango? You think they're good?" she asked her.

"They should be. I haven't had one in a while."

Bailey giggled as she grabbed one and put it on her plate. "I'm Bailey Pickett," she said, extending her arm out.

"I'm Nikki Ashline," the girl replied, shaking the hand. "I'm here with my high school for our spring break."

"So am I. Want to come sit with us?"

"Sure. Thank you." Nikki had maroon shoulder-length hair and bright hazel green eyes. She was wearing a pink Hawaiian dress shirt and pink flip-flops.

"So where are you coming from?" Bailey asked as they sat down with their dinner. London was preoccupied with both her food and her phone, texting her friend Chelsea.

"We're from the town high school all the way from Yarmouth, Maine. It took almost two full days to get here. Plus it gets brutal there in the winter so this is a nice getaway for us. How about yourself?"

"We're from Seven Seas High School aboard the S.S. Tipton, which you might have seen out there. I'm from Kettlecorn, Kansas and my boyfriend Cody is also aboard the school and he's here but he's upstairs."

"That's great. I wonder what it's like to be on a ship for school."

"It can get crazy, but it's a lot of fun."

Just then, a young man came up behind Bailey and sat next to her and pushed Nikki aside. "Hello."

"Hi," she uneasily replied.

"I'm Jim Flynn, what's your name?"

"Bailey." She was a little taken aback by this. There was no denying Jim was a handsome guy her age with brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. He also had a nice wide smile.

"Jim, do you mind?" Nikki protested.

"Sorry, Nikki." He wasn't really, but moved out of the way. Before he went back to his table, he scribbled his cell phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to Bailey. "Call me or text me so we can get together sometime while we're here."

"But I'm taken," she called back to him.

"That's OK."

"Who does that guy think he is?" she told Nikki.

"He's in our class that's here. He's been hungry for a girl for a while now."

"But I'm very taken. Cody and I have been together seven months. In fact, we started up here in Hawaii."

"Hope I get to meet him while I'm here."

"I'm sure you will. His twin brother is with him. How long are you here until?"

"We got here earlier today and we fly back to Yarmouth in two weeks."

"We set sail again in two weeks as well! How about that?"

"Wanna go back to my room and talk about what to do?"

"Sure, I'd love to. I'll have to check with Mr. Moseby first, though. He's in charge of us. I'm sure he'd have no problem with it."

"And Mr. Easterbrooks, our principal should know as well. He should have no objections either."

The two girls finished their dinner and went back to Nikki's room, which was a few doors down from Bailey and London and they made further acquaintances.

A/N: Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanza, etc.! Hope everyone has a happy and healthy 2010! I'll update again sometime after the New Year. I appreciate your patience.