Welp, let's hope everything works out for the best in this chapter!

Updated: 09/15/2013

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Cody, who was lost in the feeling of Zack kissing his neck, was the first to notice the shadow behind the door. His eyes opened and he pulled away from Zack, who was about to protest; Cody slapped a hand over his mouth and pressed a finger to his lips. Zack got the message and quirked an eyebrow. Cody tilted his head to the side. He watched as Zack's eyes moved to the door.

With a creak, the handle began to turn slowly. Zack met Cody's eyes, both sharing the same look; they were about to be in big trouble.

…

Moseby stood outside of the closet, a triumphant smile on his face.

"Hooligans," he muttered, a hand reaching for the handle. As he began to turn it, he was stopped by somebody barreling into him. As he was knocked to his back, he looks up at the panting, sweating teen in front of him. "Woody."

"Sorry Mr. Moseby," he says, stretching out a meaty hand to help pull the older man up. "Once I get started, it's hard to stop sometimes. Ya know, momentum or whatever."

"Mhm," Moseby muses as he lets Woody help him up with something. "Is there a reason you ran into me?"

"What? Oh yeah! London needs you. Something about an emergency and for you to come right now."

"I can't just drop everything-"

"Do you really want to be under the wrath of an angered London? Especially one who has her dad on speed dial?" Moseby thought about this and glanced at the door.

Seemed like hooligans would have to wait for another day.

"Very well. Thank for letting me know," he said stiffly to Woody, storming away. Woody waited for him to be completely out of view before he knocked on the closet door softly.

"Zack, Cody? It's me."

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"Zack, Cody? It's me." Cody and Zack gaped at the door.

"Woody?" Cody muttered, meeting Zack's eyes. Zack shrugs and slowly opens the door, Cody shielded behind him. They both blink as the sunlight finds their eyes. When they can see clearly, they see Woody giving them a big grin.

"London told me you where here." He watched as understanding dawned on their matching faces. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But you're lucky I got here when I did," he said as they began to walk back to their cabins, "Moseby was about to be the one who opened that door, not me."

"What?!" Zack and Cody exclaimed at the same time, stopping in the tracks. Woody looked at them and nodded.

"London saw him coming for you, and sent me after him to distract him."

"You know," Cody stated; he was always observant. Woody smiled guiltily. "How long?"

"Since you two started this. You're not the only one who sees things that don't wanna be seen sometimes."

"Holy shit," Zack muttered, making Woody laugh.

"Don't worry. I'll never tell anyone."

As the trio of boys left the sky deck, Bailey slid from her hiding spot, eyes narrowed.

"Since you started what?" she whispered to herself, watching their retreating backs.

She would find out what they were up to if it was the last thing she did.

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Two weeks had passed before Bailey put her plan into action. Stealing three thousand dollars from London, she bribed one of the hottest girls on the boat to go and seduce Zack. She still hadn't figured out what he and Cody were up to, but she knew that Zack would do just about anything for a pretty girl.

And she was hoping he was as weak as she thought he was.

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Cody was getting ready to meet with his book club. Zack watched as he got dressed before moving to stand behind him, his arms wrapping around his waist.

"You could skip it ya know."

"I know… but I really like my book club. I'll be back before you know it. Why don't you go play video games with London and Woody?" Zack mulled over this and sighed.

"They're not you."

"You could come with me-" Zack stared at him with hard eyes, making Cody smile. "That's what I thought. I'll be back soon." Quickly, he kissed Zack on the lips and grabbed his book, leaving the room. Zack sighed and collapsed on their bed, bored.

He supposed he could go play games with Woody and London, who didn't play but liked the colors, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

With a sigh, he closed his eyes. When he did though, there was a light knock on the door.

"Enter," he said, eyes still closed. He heard heels click and figured it was London coming to gossip or ask him to watch the colors with her. Only when he heard the lock click did he open his eyes.

Standing in his room was a beautiful girl; she was a little shorter than him, with long pale blonde hair and bright blue eyes; her face was heart shaped, her cheekbones pronounced and lips full; He could tell through her outfit that she was thin, but her chest was big. She was in a tight tank top and short shirt, high heels making her legs look longer than they were.

"Hello Zack," she said in a seductive voice, moving towards him. He jumped off the bed and stared at her, eyes wary.

"Do I know you?"

"No, but I know you," she said, dropping her voice to a whisper. "I've watched you for so long. I want you Zack. I need you," she said, stalking towards him and gripping him hard on the shoulders. "Don't worry Zacky. No one will know what happens here tonight." With that, she let go of his shoulders and stripped off her tank top and skirt. Now she stood in front of him, in high heels and a matching set of black bra and panties. Zack stared at her, his mouth again, before he pushed himself away from her.

"I don't know what you've been told about me, but I'm dating someone." She stopped at stared at him.

"That's okay, I won't tell her. And you don't have to either," she said, tracing her fingers up and down his arm. "Come on Zack. Take me to that nice big bed of yours-"

"No!" he exclaimed, grabbing her clothes and throwing them at her. She sighed and slipped them on, grumbling.

"Last time I do anything for a thousand bucks."

"Who paid you a thousand bucks?" she chewed on her lip and grinned deviously at him.

"Why should I tell you?"

"I'll get you a diamond necklace." Her eyes lit up and she giggled.

"Deal. First the necklace, then who told me."

"Deal. Come on."

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Zack led her to London's door, knocking harshly. London opened it and looked at him quizzically.

"Zack?" she asked, noticing the girl behind him. "Who's this?"

"Someone paid this girl a thousand bucks to seduce me in my bedroom. She won't tell me until I get her a diamond necklace." London nodded and turned, opening her jewelry box and picking out a modest sized necklace.

"Will this do?" The girl's eyes widened and she nodded, grabbing the necklace in her hungry hands. "Tell us who paid you."

"Bailey." As she left, Zack and London looked at each other.

"That bitch stole from me!"

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Ha, oh London. You gotta love her.

What's going to happen now though is the question…

See ya'll next time & thanks for reading!

-JustMe133