Chapter Three

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Zack and Cody got home and their mom greeted them with the usual greeting.

"Hey, guys. How was school?"

"Same old, same old," Cody said. He and Zack sat down on the couch and turned on the T.V.

"Don't you guys have any homework?" Carrie asked.

"I already did mine," Cody said.

"Cody already did mine," Zack replied. Cody hit him with a pillow. "Hey, what was that for?"

"Because you deserve it! I'm sick of doing everything for you! I do all your homework and I always clean your half of the room and I get nothing in return except for a broken bike that I have to fix!" Cody fumed and stormed out of the room.

"Wow, someone's a little cranky today," Zack commented, and continued to watch T.V. like nothing had ever happened.

Meanwhile, Cody was having an inner battle with himself. What's wrong with me? Why am I so jealous of Zack? Well, he's better and getting girls and a better dancer. But he's not a better brother, that's for sure. He makes me do all his dirty work. I just wish I could be the twin with the easier life. I wish I were Zack. Man, it'd be cool to have one of those Freaky Friday moments right now. But then again, no one would know the difference. Carrie walked in, interrupting his thought train.

"Cody, are you all right? You seemed pretty upset in there," Carrie asked, sounding concerned.

"Fine," Cody mumbled. I just wish she'd leave me alone.

"You know, you really shouldn't let Zack push you around."

"I know," Cody mumbled again.

"My sister and I were like you too. I was more like Zack," Carrie chuckled at this thought. "I pushed my sister around a little because she let me, and one day she cracked. She got really mad at me for everything I'd done to her. I've never spoken to her since."

"Never?" Cody asked.

"Never. And you can't let that happen to you and Zack."

"Wow. You're right. Thanks, mom," Cody thanked her.

"You're welcome sweetheart," Carrie said as she walked out.

Cody went back to thinking. She never spoke to her sister again. I can't even imagine never speaking to Zack. I mean, he lives with me. I think I'll stay in here and give him a few minutes to think about it, and for mom to give him a talk. Then I'll go apologize, but I don't want to never speak with him again.