I guess this whole thing is void thanks to the spin-off, but it doesn't look like it stopped anyone else here… And, I thought I had it planned out, but if you want to see anything specific happen, mention it in your review, and I'll try to include it.
Disclaimer: I do not
Own the suite life of Zack and Cody nor do I own Come As You Are by Nirvana. The characters
referred to herein are fictional and any resemblance to a person, living or dead is purely
Coincidental.
I strode down the sidewalk, my hands in my pockets, staring at the pavement. I had a cigarette in my mouth. No one in my family knew I smoked, and no one knew that I had kicked the habit a couple months ago. It didn't matter though, because I was back in the habit now. I had been walking for a couple of hours, and it had to have been around midnight when I got back to the hotel. The lobby was dead silent. Maddie had gone for the night and Mr. Moseby was sitting at the desk reading a novel. He looked up and frowned, pointing to a no smoking sign.
"Cody, what would your mother think?" he asked in a condescending voice.
"You're right, silly me." I said, and threw it onto the carpet, smashing under my shoe. I ignored his angry rant and walked slowly to the elevator. Just as he began to pick it up off the floor, the elevator doors closed.
I snuck into the room, past my mom's room, into mine. Past Zack's bed, which was empty, and into mine. I put my head down onto the pillow and fell asleep. I woke up at around two in the afternoon. I got dressed and looked out, into the room. No one was there, so I decided to call Jake, It was a Saturday and I had nothing better to do, story of my life.
--One hour later--
"Dude, why was Kristy here? And why didn't you tell me about her?" Jake asked with a smirk on his face.
"Stop
smiling like that, you look like a jackass." I said punching him in
the arm. I had left the Hotel and met him at the mall across the
street. We were sitting in the food court. I had some scraps of some
kind of value meal, and Jake had amassed a collection of wrappers
from a variety of restaurants.
"How can you eat all that, I
would have died at the fourth hamburger." I said laughing. Jake
paused, a burger halfway in his mouth and patted his stomach, which
shook lightly at the slap.
"And just what are you implying Mr. Martin?" He said, humored and upset at the same time.
"Dude…shut up." I said laughing and getting up, "Come on, let's get out of here."
Okay, loyal readers, there you have it, a quick chapter, but the first of many more. REVIEWS!!!?????////
