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I quite like this chapter, it went better than I expected, and it looks more into the different relationships, and the characters develop a bit more...
Sorry, babbling again!
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-Amy x
It'd been an hour, and he was already sure this dare was going to be impossible. She was just so... unrealistic, so inhumanly perfect that trying to seduce (if that was the right word) Her would be more difficult than trying to climb a mountain with nothing more than a pair of socks and a can of deodorant! When their things had been brought in, via Mr Moseby in a germ-proof suit, she'd actually FOLDED her clothes and put them away, and started on Her homework!
Zack? He'd thrown his clothes in a drawer, grabbed his iPod, and lounged on his bed, secretly watching Her as she worked on the homework he'd most likely ignore. Oh crap. She was looking, well glaring, at him, Her chestnut eyes blazing with anger-annoyance-fury as Her mouth moved. Zack smirked; Her words were soundless against The All-American Rejects that were blasting through his headphones. Huh, he'd thought she was smart, but if she couldn't even see the headphones that were glaringly obviously in his ears, there was something wrong with Her.
Her eyes narrowed, and she crossed the room way faster than he'd thought she could, Her hand grabbing the headphones and yanking them out his ears
"Zack!" Bailey shouted "Are you actually going to do anything, or are you just going to stare at me?"
He almost blushed, then his brain seemed to wake up as he realised the brilliant opportunity this presented
"Sorry" he said, his voice lower than normal, "But can you blame me?"
He winked, and the look on Her face was priceless. Shocked, pale, and... Disgusted? Did she really hate him that much?
"So Kansas," Zack barely escaped stuttering "What you up to?"
She rolled Her eyes, and walked back towards the desk, Zack's iPod in hand.
"Homework" she snapped "Y'know, that thing you should be doing?"
Zack made his eyes twinkle, replying
"But Kansas, if I did my homework, what would you do later on?"
Bailey threw him a filthy look, Her usually pretty face contorting, as she picked up three books from the desk and threw them onto his bed.
"I guess I could just listen to this?" She waved his iPod tauntingly, then slowly and deliberately placed the headphones in Her ears, leaning back in Her chair.

"So what's the deal with this Bailey chick?" Zack asked, watching Cody flit around his cabin as he tidied up.
"Don't call her a chick! She's a lady" Cosy snapped "And will you get off my bed, I just made it"
Zack sighed, but rolled off his twins bed, kinda-sorta-deliberately ripping the duvet off.
"Whatever, she's hot and she wears a skirt" Zack stretched "So she's a chick"
Cody shoved his brother aside, carefully remaking his bed, whilst glaring at his brother.
"Stop it! What are you, jealous or something? Because I'm with someone I actually care about, and all you can get are day-long flings?"
Zack was stunned – Cody had never called him out like that before, and he'd never intentionally tried to hurt him before.
"Dude, what's she done to you?"
Cody didn't answer, but his stony face was enough. Raising his arms defensively, Zack walked towards the door, not breaking eye contact with Cody.
"Seriously, I mean it, Codes. She's changed you, and it's not a good change"
Cody's face was expressionless,
"I'm happy, Zack, maybe you don't recognize it in me. Weird, huh?"
It felt like Cody had punched him in the gut. Wordlessly, Zack walked out the cabin and towards his own, silently thanking whatever deity existed that it was empty as he slumped onto his bed.
Then Zack felt something he hadn't in years – the burning prickling of tears behind his eyes. He ignored them, focusing instead on the hatred that was burning a hole in his chest. Hatred for Miss-Perfect-Bailey-Pickett, and the change she'd induced in his brother. From that day on, Bailey had become merely 'Her'.

Zack studied the same person that had not long ago spiked such strong feelings of hatred, this time with curiosity in his gaze. It wasn't difficult to see why Cody loved her so much – she was beautiful, smart, funny, and it was obvious she was going places. But... surely she wasn't that two-dimensional? Surely there was something other than the perfect image she put out?
He found out that there was in fact something more, and this knowledge came just a few hours later.

"It's half 10! Why are you getting ready for bed?" Zack exclaimed, watching Her collect pyjamas from under Her pillow and head to the bathroom to get changed (she'd never dare get changed in front of a boy).
"Yes, and tomorrow we've got school, so we're up early"
He'd grumbled, of course, and fought against Her every effort to turn off the light, but he'd given in eventually; even if it was just because he was amazed that the oh-so-perfect Bailey didn't wear make-up, as he'd thought she must've. Plus he was tired.
So he got ready for bed, and turned the light off himself, and got settled. Except... he couldn't settle fully, for some unknown reason. Then, about an hour after turning off the light, he figured it out – Bailey, perfect-grades-perfect-face-perfect-girl Bailey, was crying.
He couldn't help himself from getting out of bed, or crossing the room, or kneeling next to Her bed, and he didn't seem to be able to stop himself from putting his hand on Her arm comfortingly
"Hey Kansas?" he regretted using his nickname for Her almost instantly, but she didn't seem to mind "What's wrong?"
She sat up, brushing Her hand against the tears trickling down Her cheeks, and half-smiled at him. He couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked in the moonlight that danced through the porthole, the silvery light emphasising Her delicate features
"I..." She stumbled over Her words "I don't want to die, Zack! I don't want this virus in my system, and I don't... I don't want to die"
His heart gave an unexpected lurch and, seemingly subconsciously, he sat on Her bed and wrapped his arm around Her shaking shoulders.
"Shh... It's okay, I promise" He soothed
She didn't reply, but let him comfort Her. When Her sobs subsided, he made to go back to his own bed, but Her hand grabbed him back.
"Stay with me... please?" She asked, desperation in Her voice.
He obliged, lying down awkwardly beside Her and wrapping his arms around Her small frame, feeling Her head burrow against his chest. It didn't take long for Her breathing to slow down, become steadier, and he smiled.

Day one had gone better than he could have thought possible.

Ooh... Maybe Bailey doesn't hate Zack as much as he thinks? And what's going to happen in the morning?
I'll update as soon as I can, for my lovely readers :')
Cyber chocolate chip cookies for any and all reviewers, I love you guys!
-Amy x