Saturday

The day after Cody got shot.

A guy with long hair was walking down the alley that, just the day before, he had killed two people. He was almost to the end. He just needed some assurance that the little blonde boy he had shot was actually dead. He had left to quickly to watch him die, but there was not much of a chance he could escape death, for the guy with long hair had seen the blood spilling from the wound. Okay let's see what we have here, Joel.(Joel is the guy with long hair if you haven't figured that out.) Just then Joel stopped dead in his tracks. Next to body of a man was...just a pool of blood. Oh shit. You really messed up this time, Joel. I have to find that kid. He's gonna talk. I just know it. I'll be in jail for life. I might even get the eletric chair. Joel looked down. On the ground was a white paper. He picked it up. Joel looked at the card. There was a picture of the blonde boy, and next to it was his name, adress, and phone number! How lucky could he be. The paper must have fallen out of the thing in his backback that you fill out in case you lose it. I got to go find that kid.

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"Hey Mr. Moesby!"

"What London?"

"Guess what I learned to do!"

"I don't know, London." Mr. Moesby was sick of this. Everytime she learned something new she would run up and tell him. He had hired Maddie for London's tutor again. (Hopefully, since Maddie didn't have a boyfriend she would be more concentrated on tutoring London.)

"I learned how to tie my shoes! Yah me!" she said clapping. Then she ran off to study more with Maddie.

"Yipee!" Just then, the phone at the front desk rang. "Hello, Tipton Hotel!" said Mr. Moesby. What he heard was not so pleasant. "I'll be there as soon as I can. I just need to get someone to take over."

"Esteban! Could you watch the register for me? I have to go to the hospital."

"What happened?"

"Cody was shot. He was in surgery all day yesterday. Carey didn't want to wake anyone up so she waited until this morning."

"Oh Mr. Moesby. I want to see the little blonde people."

"I know Esteban, but Carey asked me to come, and I need someone to watch the register."

"But..."

"Please Estebon."

"Okay."

Mr. Moesby showed Esteban what to do and left. He was worried about Cody. Mr. Moesby always acted like he hated Zack and Cody, but deep down inside, he knew that if something bad happened to either of them he would be terribly sad that they were gone, like Cody was now. Poor Cody. How could this happen. He is such a good kid. Good kids don't just get shot.

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It had been an hour since and Carey had been with Cody, and it was Zack's turn to see his brother. Zack slowly opened the door to Cody's room, and sat down next to the bed. He grabbed his brother's hand. "Come on Cody. Wake up. How areyou doing." Cody didn't answer. He was still sound asleep. The ten minutes that Zack was aloud was over in no time,andhe had to leave.

Cody began stirring. He had heard a door close rather loudly, and heslowly opened his eyes. Standing over him was a man with long hair. Cody opened his mouth to scream, but a hand was quickly covering his mouth. "Look kid. You were supposed to die yesterday. How did you make it out?" Joel said taking his hand away.

"I don't remember. One minute I was in an alley, the next, I was here."

"Well, do you remember how you got here in the first place?"

"Yes. You shot me." Tears were streaming down his cheeks but he wasn't making a sound.

"Since, your only a kid, I am going to let you go, but if you EVER tell ANYONE about what you saw yesterday, you are going to be dead, and so is your family." With that, Joel was gone.

Not even a minute had gone by when doctor Beil came into the room. "Cody! You're awake! How are you feeling?"

Cody just sat there silently.

"Still a little groggy, I see. Well, you seem to be stable so I guess we can move you to a regular room. I'm just going to let your mom and brother know your awake." Then doctor Beil left.

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"Carey. I came as soon as I could." Mr Moesby said coming into the waiting room.

"Thank you Mr. Moesby. It means a lot. The doctor just came in and said they are moving Cody to a regular room. Then we can see him all we want. Where is everyone else?"

"Well, I had to leave Esteban at the register and Maddie and London were studying. I figured they could come later with Esteban."

Just then, doctor Beil came in and told Carey, Zack, and Mr. Moesby that they could see Cody. They walked into the room silently. "Hey Cody. How are you?" Zack said. He was at his brother's side in seconds. He hated it when Cody was in the ICU because he could only see him every other hour.

"Cody. Mr. Moesby came to see you." Said Carey.

"Hey. How are you doing? You know, the hotel is just not the same without you and Zack running around." Mr. Moesby said laughing. He was surprised when Cody just sat there staring. He didn't even laugh. Cody must be a little worn out from yesterday.

The three people kept talking to Cody, but he wasn't saying anything back. Finally, Carey asked, "Cody, what's wrong." Again, nothing but silence. Carey turned to Mr. Moesby and Zack. "I guess he is just tired. Cody. Why don't you get some sleep. We will come back later. Maddie, London, and Esteban will probably come later."

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"Okay London. Here's a hard one. What is fifteen minus seven?" Maddie said. She really didn't want to be here on a Saturday, but she was being paid one hundred dollars an hour so it was worth it.

"Um...ten?"

"No London. Okay. Think about shoes...

"Oh, I love shoes."

"Yah, so if you have fifteen shoes...

"Why would have fifteen shoes? I thought shoes came in two's. Oh no. I'm confused."

"Well then you have sixteen shoes. So you have sixteen shoes, what do you get if you take away eight?"

"Ohhhh. I get it. Eight. Did I get it right?"

"Yes. Good job."

"Yah me." London said clapping.

Just then Maddie's cell phone rang. "Hello. Oh my God. Is he alright? Okay. I'll be right over, Zack." Maddie put down her cell phone.

"Who was that?"

"It was Zack. Cody was shot yesterday."

"Oh no. Is Cody okay?"

"I think so. Zack said he woke up not to long ago, but he was really tired. Come on. We are going to the hospital."