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"Yeah sure, you're okay with first class right?" asked London

"Is there anything better?" asked Maddie.

"Well, we could go in my private jet."

Suite Life Goes Hollywood

"Um...yeah…ok, let's go in your jet. We won't have to pay." replied Maddie.

The three of them went down to the lobby and made plans to leave the next morning! Even though they hated to wait, Mr. Moseby wouldn't let them leave this late. (If you were wondering, it was like around 11:00).

The next morning the three of them, Cody, London, and Maddie, were all ready to leave. Mr. Moseby was there too because he wouldn't allow three young 'kids' go all by themselves. This was a murderer they were talking about.

They all drove to London's mansion on the east of Boston.

"Okay guys!" said London, "Follow my lead to my outdoor mini airport."

They went inside as they looked around her mansion. Every single piece of furniture was either made of gold or platinum. Everyone followed London to her "mini airport." They looked around and saw the jet. It was huge, and it was painted gold with a huge sign that said, "LONDON AIRLINES."

"Wow…" said everyone at the same time.

They all got in London's private jet and were off and on their way to Hollywood.

"You know? I had always wished of going to Hollywood. I just pictured it for a different reason...you know...not really for a so-to-speak murderer," Maddie said going in a trance.

"Hahaha! You've never been to Hollywood…YEAH RIGHT!!!!!! I've been there 4 times! Twice to get my nails done, and the other two times for a pedicure. Didn't you notice last month? My feet looked like little angels…" London said with a satisfied look on her face.

" London! Not everyone is as rich as you! The only time I've ever been on a vacation was…hmm…I don't know…NEVER! I've only been out of Boston once and that was to Delaware! AND THAT WAS BECAUSE MY DAD HAD TO GET HIS TONSILS OUT!!!!!!!!!! Heh heh…I never told you that."

"Yah whatever…I really care," said London.

The jet trip went by for five hours. But to Cody, Maddie, London, and Mr. Moseby, that seemed like forever. They slept, played cards, and ate some lunch. They couldn't think of anything to do!

" London, when is this stupid jet going to land? I am not going all the way to Hollywood just to find my family dead," said Cody.

London took a deep breath in, flabbergasted, "That thing you're calling stupid happens to be my jet and your ride. I can just stop it right now and we can land in the middle of nowhere."

"Technically London, there is no 'middle of nowhere.' Every place is a place."

"Huh? Okay listen. What would happen if I didn't let you borrow my jet?"

"We probably wouldn't get to go to Hollywood."

"What would happen if MY laptop didn't have a tracer?"

Cody rolled his eyes, "We wouldn't know where Mom and Zack were."

"And what would happen if you get all annoying and smarticle with me?"

"Uh…"

"I WOULD KICK YOU OFF MY JET!!!"

"You're really mean London! I was just telling you that there isn't really a middle of nowhere!"

"Okay, you know I'm not really smart. Do you really think I care about whether there is or isn't a middle of nowhere? And you're calling me mean? Did I call this jet stupid? HUH? WELL? DID I?"

"JUST BECAUSE I CALLED THIS JET STUPID, ARE YOU GOING TO PUSH ME OFF A CLIFF OR SOMETHING?"

"NO! I AM GOING TO DO SOMETHING WAY WORSE THAN THAT! I AM GOING TO-"

"ENOUGH IS ENOUGH YOU TWO! JEEZ! London, apologize to Cody and Cody, apologize to London!" Maddie said breaking up the argument. Mr. Moseby was lying on the private bed snoring his head off.

"I'm sorry for calling this jet stupid, London," Cody replied.

"I'm sorry for you being born, Cody," London replied earnestly, as if that was a good apology.

"Ahem… London," Maddie was getting really irritated.

"OK! Ok! I am really sorry for whatever it was that I did to you," London replied.

"That's alright" Cody said. "Without your jet…or your money…or your laptop…or your built in tracer…uh…my family would never be saved. Dang! You helped a lot! Thanks a lot London!"

"Oh, you know, I'm London Tipton! I never stop giving…"she said.

"Hey London, pass me that bag of peanuts," said Maddie.

"Get your own darn peanuts!"

"Yet you never stop giving," said Maddie, rolling her eyes.

Large, beeping sounds suddenly started coming. It was surprising that Mr. Moseby didn't wake up from all that beeping, then again, he probably couldn't hear it over the sound of his deafening snoring. London had to wake him up.

"Moseby wake up!" said London. "We're here!"

"What happened?!" asked Maddie, obviously not hearing London saying we're here. "Is there a bomb? A highjack? ARE WE GOING TO DIE?!"

"Maddie! It's a private jet! The main difference between a private jet and a normal airplane is that a private jet is, hmmm….MAYBE PRIVATE?!?!?!?!"

'You are now reaching Michael Jackson Airport in Hollywood California. A limousine will collect all passengers and drop them off wherever they wish to go. Thank you for flying London Airlines.'

"Oh. I get it," said Maddie.

"Finally we're here!" Cody said.

"Okay guys; let's go to that limo," said Mr. Moseby, yawning as he finally woke up.

The group walked down the aisle ways of the airport as the arrived at the limousine. They were shocked as they saw the driver.

"LANCE?!" shouted everyone.

"Lance, what are you doing here? So that's why you've been missing for 5 days!" said Maddie.

"Dudes! How'd you find out that like there's some serious stuff going on inside the radical city of Hollywood?" asked Lance.

Cody grinned, "Well, psh, it's not like I traced a computer or anything. Heh heh. Okay fine, I didn't want to brag, but I traced the AIM message that the murderer sent me. Aren't I just amazing?"

"Righteous man, murderer guy; SN is Ace23 rite?"

"Yah…how did you know that?"

"Why do you need to know? Okay you guys, I've actually got some secret business here that you guys aren't supposed to know about. So, I'm just a normal chauffeur here that never told you about my business okay?"

"We know you're hiding something Lance," said London.

"NO DUH!" screamed everyone.

"Tell us what it is right now Lance!" said Maddie, "it can't be just a coincidence that the murderer is in Hollywood and so are you!"

"What if I don't tell you?"

"Then I can buy all the pools in Boston AND Hollywood and drain the water out! Whatever drain means!" said London.

"Oh no please don't do that!" said Lance, "fine, I'll tell you what it is. But before I do, I just wanted to say, I know who the murderer is…"

"WHO?!"

"See for yourself…get in." Lance grinned.

He drove them to 42 Star Drive. Everyone got out of the limousine. There was a huge mansion decorated with knives and skulls. Cody ran up and banged on the front door, which was shaped like a tombstone. A person opened the door and Cody was surprised, shocked, and felt really odd at the same time.

"Y-Y-You're the murderer?" asked Cody pointing to a man standing right in front of him.

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