A/N: Ooh. Finale part one. What'll happen? I have no clue! Okay, maybe I have a little inkling :P This title comes from 'Angel' by Sarah McLachlan. Another awesome song! And yes, I know I'm making London and Maddie very good friends, and very close in this fic. And yes, I know I'm making London nice and not conceited.
To my wonderful reviewers:
Ghostwriter626: I'm really glad you like it!
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters (Besides Luke) or the song or Sarah McLachlan. Just the plot.
Chapter Summary: It's the eve of the Spring Formal. There's major drama! Will Maddie and Zack's plan work? What is their plan? And what's with Luke?
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"Yay, it's only eight hours away!" London chirped. She was, of course referring to the spring formal which was, indeed, that night. Maddie nodded, twirling her sugary lollipop around in her mouth. They were naturally on either side of the candy counter chatting instinctively about the dance, about their dresses and about their dates. Maddie thought endlessly about the hilarity of the fact that London was going with Cody accidentally and about how they loved each other, and were unaware of the other's affection.
"And here come our dates," Maddie giggled. London spun around in time to see Zack and Cody gaiting over to them.
"Hey," they coincided. Maddie and London grinned at each other and looked back at the boys. They exchanged pleasantries for a few moments, but then Maddie and London excused themselves to begin preparing for the dance.
"But it's almost eight hours away," Cody spoke up, puzzled.
"Do you know how long it takes us to get ready?" Maddie laugh, as if it were an inside joke between all women.
"Riiight," Cody replied, remembering how his mom was when preparing for a show. As the girls made their way up to London's suite, they went over what they had to do.
"We have to have our hair done, get a manicure, a facial, get our make-up done and then get dressed," London listed, as if she knew it by heart. Maddie gasped.
"I still have to get shoes!" She said worriedly.
"Okay, don't panic! We'll swing by the boutique on the way to the salon," London replied proudly, as if she'd solved the world's most perplexing problem. Maddie breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just need to grab my purse and then we can go," London informed her.
10 Minutes Later
"They are so perfect! They match my dress!" Maddie said, her brown eyes fixed intently on a pair of strappy stilettos. They were black and went perfectly with her jet black gown.
"Okay. Let's hurry," London rushed, pushing Maddie up to the sales counter.
Meanwhile At the Tipton
Cody looked nervously around his cluttered, messy bedroom. Zack was in the bathroom brushing his teeth and, knowing Zack, probably practicing his pick-up lines. As if Maddie would fall for them. Suddenly, Zack treaded out of the bathroom. He had his hair combed back, and he was wearing cologne. Cody waved his hand in front of his nose.
"Gosh Zack, what did you do? Take a bath in it?" He teased. Zack rolled his eyes, and rummaged through his sock drawer. He glanced at Cody, who looked like he was about to throw up.
"Why are you so nervous?" He asked, stopping all efforts of finding what he was looking for.
"I'm only going to that dance with London Tipton. You know, the one I'm in love with?" Cody replied sarcastically. Zack exhaled sharply.
"There's nothing to be scared of. You've been around London like a billion times," Zack said reassuringly.
"But I've never told her how I felt about her before," Cody said casually. Zack looked as if Cody had dropped a major bomb.
"Seriously? Your really gonna tell her you love her?" Zack asked, astonished.
"I was thinking about it," Cody said, now nervous again, now that Zack had worded it like that. Zack was amazed. If Cody told London how he felt, they wouldn't need Maddie's plan.
"Don't think about it. Do it!" Zack demanded. Cody looked taken aback at Zack's explosion.
"Why do you want me to tell her so bad?" He asked, mistrust ringing in his voice. ' Oh no! He knows something's up,' Zack thought apprehensively.
"Because. I'm sick of you moping around all the time whining about how she'll never know how you feel. If you think that, then do something about it!" Zack covered up quickly. Cody still felt suspicious, but dismissed the issue, and took his turn in the bathroom. He had to look perfect.
Meanwhile At the Salon
"You look gorgeous, London," the hairstylist, Tabitha, praised.
"Thanks Tabby. So Maddie, what do you think of the salon?" London asked, although they weren't facing each other. Actually, they hadn't even seen each other since the stylists had begun.
"It's great," she yelled back, over the hairdryers. They had the facial goop on their faces, and the stylists were now working on their hair. London was working the loose curls, and Maddie was getting an up-do with curly strands falling down around her face. After their hair was finally finished, and the goop had been wiped off, they spun around in their chairs to admire themselves in the mirror. London barely recognized herself. She usually wore extravagant hair accessories, and crazily expensive styles. She was speechless at how beautiful she was with simple curls. The stylist looked a little weary at doing such a low-class thing. But London couldn't have been happier. She turned to face Maddie, who looked fantastic as well.
"You look awesome!" Maddie marveled. London smiled.
"You too!" She replied.
"Time for make-up!" Tabitha said enthusiastically. The girls groaned. Make-up was their least favorite process. Ah well.
Meanwhile At the Tipton
Cody ran a final, satisfied hand through his blonde hair. He was wearing a black tuxedo, and had an assorted corsage in hand. There was a few kinds of flowers in it. He was so nervous, he'd dropped it at least twelve times. Zack was calm, cool and collected, as always. He was always the smooth and laidback twin. Cody would give anything for his self-confidence. But of course, he was doomed to be the nice, smart and cowardly one. Zack arrived in the living room minutes later, strutting around like he was a celebrity. Cody rolled his eyes.
"Your not the least bit nervous that your going with Maddie?" Cody asked, hoping to make Zack feel the same way he did.
"A little, I guess," he replied, picking up the corsage he had gotten for Maddie. Cody smirked. 'Good,' he thought to himself.
Meanwhile In the Lobby
Maddie and London peeked their heads through the side-doors of the hotel. They were hoping not to run into Zack and Cody. They didn't want to boys to see them until right before the dance. And with their dresses on of course. Right now, they were decked out in pink and blue sweat suits. But their hair and make-up looked fabulous. They snuck into the elevator, just missing Zack and Cody exiting the other one. They snuck up, slowly, to London's suite, where both of their gowns were located.
Meanwhile In the Lobby
Zack and Cody waited patiently in the lobby for a few minutes, until realizing they didn't tell the girls to meet them there. They slapped hands to their foreheads at the same time, and called London on her cell phone.
"Hello?" Cody heard a soft voice answer.
"London? It's Cody. Meet us in the lobby when you guys are ready," he instructed. She agreed and hung up. 'This should be an interesting night,' Zack though silently.
Meanwhile In London's Suite
London admired herself attentively in her full-length mirror. She had on a violet gown with numerous layers of lace covering the bottom of it. She wore long, elbow-length matching gloves. The sun was setting slowly on the city, as the red-orange glow drifted variously through the room. Her long, curly, black hair tickling her ears, and causing her to laugh. Her silver, dangly earrings floating around her neck, which bore a matching diamond necklace. She smiled inwardly and waited patiently for Maddie. Finally, she exited the bedroom, decorated with a black straight dress, that fluttered to the floor. It was imbedded with black and red beads, and hugged every curve. Her silver bracelet glinted in the sunset, which was filling the room with pale light. Her ruby red lips were glossy and her hair was pinned up, unsystematic pieces suspended around her cream-colored face. She looked expectantly at Maddie, and inhaled deeply.
"Ready?" She asked, breathing out. London had butterflies in her stomach flying around so fast, it made her lightheaded. Her cheeks were flushed and she had cold chills. She didn't know what it was, but something about that night made her feel tranquil, yet nervous. 'So this is what it feels like,' she reflected, referring to the feeling that was blossoming inside of her. Love.
"It's now or never," she said so softly, she barely heard it.
A/N: I felt deep and poetic at that last part. So many analogies and metaphors, it made my head spin! I hope you enjoyed it. The second half is coming up. Sadly, it'll be the last part. But, if you want, I could consider a sequel. I'll need some ideas first though! Review please!