A/N: I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. I got a review asking me to show more depth and insight into the characters, which is what I was going for in the last chapter. In the story summary, I did not mention this: (it's now in the summary, but) in this fanfic, the boys are 14 years old. Sorry for not mentioning it before! Read and Review pls!

I'm sure everyone knows this, but character's thoughts are in italics.

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Cody was sitting on the couch, with the TV on. However, he wasn't really watching TV, he was just thinking of Julia. Damn, she's pretty. And Zack apparently ruined any possible relationship between them, so I might have a chance! At that moment, Zack came into the living room, fuming.

"Damn that Julia!" He yelled, storming into their room, totally ignoring Cody. Cody looked over at the now closed door to their room, and a smile broke out on his face. Meanwhile, Zack was pacing around their room, yelling at the empty room.

"I can't believe that woman! I cannot believe she slapped me like that! Hell, I'm fourteen, what did she expect!" Cody could hear him yelling even though he was in a different room. He started laughing at Zack's 'I'm fourteen' remark. Truth was, that's very true. That was what Zack did with every girl he ever was with. He finally decided to get on Zack's nerves, so he got up, turned off the ignored TV, and went into the bedroom.

"Boy, that Julia sure is a nice girl!" Cody said, pretending it was just a random fact to say as he was walking in. Zack turned quickly around, and glared at Cody with pure hatred. Cody had never seen him so mad. Suddenly he regretted coming in here, saying what he said.

"Shut...UP!" He screamed, jumping on Cody and punching him straight in the face. Cody moaned in pain, and as Zack got up, he clutched his bleeding face.

"Ohh, ow, OH MY G-d! (A/N: I'm Jewish, which is why I wrote god like that) OWWW! Ahh crap!" He had never been in such pain. A point blank, hate-powered punch straight to his face. "DAMMIT ZACK!" He yelled. He was about to deliver his own punch to Zack, but Carrie walked into the room, having gotten a sort of Mother-sense that Cody was hurt. Seeing the blood on Cody's face, she almost fainted, but grabbed the door jam to keep herself up.

"Wh- wha- what happened?" She said, trying to make sure she didn't faint. She was praying that Cody had blood on his face for a very innocent reason. Zack and Cody didn't answer her right away. "WELL!" Zack looked at Cody, and then at Carrie.

"I punched Cody." Zack said matter-of-factly. However, this was not what Carrie wanted to hear.

"WHY?"

"He made me get mad at him."

"What? He made you- what? No! That's no reason to punch your brother. Cody, what did you say, anyway?"

"My exact words were, 'Boy that Julia is a nice girl,' Mom." He said. Carrie looked from him, to Zack.

"You- and you-? Who's Julia?" She asked. She had sort of directed the question at Cody, but Zack jumped in, venting his anger he had at Julia and Cody.

"JULIA IS A REALLY PRETTY GIRL, THAT CODY STOLE FROM ME!" He screamed. Cody was in total shock.

"What? That's- that's not true! I didn't steal her from you! Mom, he was staring at her, and Julia slapped him, and then I met Julia, and she likes me, and I like her, that's what happened!" Carrie slid down to the ground.

"Cody, go into the bathroom and..." She gulped, "wash the blood of your face." Cody left the room. "Zack, you can't punch your brother just because he likes a girl that you like." Zack glared at his mother.

"Mom. It's more then that." He said, trying not to start yelling again.

"Then what is it?"

"It's..." He heaved a big sigh. "It's nothing."

"Zachary Martin!"

"MOM! IT'S NOTHING!" He walked past his mom out of the room. Carrie distantly heard the front door slam shut. Cody came into the bedroom, holding a washcloth to his face.

"Damn...was that Zack slamming the door?"

Carrie was crying. "Y-yeah." Cody saw her crying and suddenly knew what he had to.

"I'll be right back, Mom."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Review please!