1Suite Life On Deck

Bailey Belle

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY CHARACTERS

The intelligent Martin boy was at a loss for words. He just wanted to keep talking, but he didn't know what words to form. There were so many things that he could say, but the question was how. She was absolutely breath taking. She had this vibe to her that could make anyone have a smile. Even though he just met her, he felt this undeniable attraction. Then again he didn't even know this woman. They both were staring at each other in awkward silence for a moment.

"Well, Mr. Martin-" the woman said, but was soon cut off by the taller boy in surprise.

"Please, call me Cody." She smiled and tried to hide her blush from him. She was indeed smitten. He had the bluest eyes she have ever seen in her life and half of her just wanted to pause time so she can keep looking into them. His golden hair perfectly neat and well combed.

"Okay...Cody, I have to be going. It was very nice meeting you, but I have somewhere to go."

"Do you need help getting there? I am very good with direction. I lived here for a very long time."

"That is very sweet of you, but I think I can make it on my own." She said once more, she wanted to say yes, but she didn't know too much as to who he was. The man then just smiled down understanding. He wouldn't push himself onto someone.

"Good day then, Ms. Pickett." He said trying to be formal and very polite disregarding the fact that he did not have to call her "."

"Good day to you...Cody..." She then walked by him and off down the street after they a bid each other farewell. Cody turned and just stared at the young women walking down the street his heart pounding faster and faster. Most of the girls were usually stuck up, but she...she was different and it drew him to her. He then remembered his ex girlfriend Barbara. He wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed because she cheated on him when word got around of she should because she will soon be known as the towns whore. He wasn't sure if he should be happy that she's gone or not. He never felt truly loved and she was physical with him, but he was still hurt by the fact that she did that. He knew Barbara wasn't the most nicest person, but he thought that if it ever got to that point in their relationship she would just at least bother to say something was wrong. And Barbara wasn't the only one that made him feel hurt. His best friend, he was more hurt over that than Barbara and him breaking up. Bob was his closest friend ever since he moved to Boston. It was painful because Bob was someone he thought he would be able to count on, but it turned out he was wrong. To Bob their friendship obviously didn't mean much. Cody walked down the street back home...his brother Zacharry would sure enough get the medicine for his mother while Cody heals from this horrible day.

On the other hand Ms. Bailey Marie Pickett was walking down the street to the Tipton's house. She was going there to work for them until she can get back on her feet. She just had to get out of her home town. Her town was just so small and the people were...uneducated and were ones to gossip. She didn't want to be a farm girl her whole life. She was interested in photography and drawing ever since a young age. She was a poet and always liked to invest her time in skillful tasks that really nip at her brain and make her thing outside of the box. She didn't like finding the easiest route out of situations when she knew she could improve and make it bigger and better. Half the part of why she came to boston was to invent. She was interested in making things work in unusual way and putting things together to make it have some kind of purposeful function in society. She was very creative and had quite and imagination.

As she walked down the street she kept thinking about that clumsy, but sweet man. He was very polite for his age. She was falling for him, but she wouldn't admit it to herself. She only said four sentences to the man at the most and she was one to get to know someone before she made any assumptions. He could of been an evil man like her last boyfriend. Moose. Moose Jacobson. He seemed like a nice guy at first, but when he got angry or jealous, or wanted something more out of her, he would go far enough to the point of violence. He was one of the reasons why she left home. She remembered how he would get drunk and try to force her to do things for him and how he threatened her if she told anyone about it. He knew he would get in trouble. How he would go to jail and be sentenced for years. She needed an escape from that, and this journey was it. She never told a soul about Moose and his actions. She was afraid she wouldn't be accepted. She thought people would look down at her and say things behind her back. It wasn't her fault though...every night she would cry herself to sleep. She would feel her heart break inside her chest. She couldn't stand her old life, she wanted this one. She was going to be Bailey. Not someone else.

Bailey could here boys whistling from behind her. At first she annoyed it, but they kept saying the nastiest things. Cat calling trying to get her kept walking down the street and she was then surrounded by them. One on each side.

"If you indecent human beings would just go away that sure will be dandy." She said in a calm tone, but speeding up her pace. Now she was regretting letting Cody walk off. She kept walking though.

"Woah, I like 'em feisty." She turned her head and saw a man covered in chimney smoke. She kept walking though. She could only imagine what Boston was like when they had the gangs in the 1850's. The man next to her had an Irish accent and was obviously foreign. He was very scary.

"I beg you, can you leave me alone and if you don't, you're going to regret it."

" I never heard a pretty lady talk with that mouth have you, Conor?" The man said looking at his friend. The boys moved in closer and she could feel herself shaking within her body. It was like she was surrounded by a herd of Moose. Bailey was frightened and prayed someone would come to her rescue.

" I said leave me alone." She said sternly. She was trying not to cause a scene, but if she had to, she will. One of the boys Coner then touched her and she turned to him and gave him a good kick to the shin.

"That's what you get for touching me!" She said, but the other boy then grabbed her from behind and pulled her into a dirty alley where people dropped their dead animals and waste products...it smelled horrifying. She kept struggling though, kicking and screaming. The pushed her against the hard wall of the building. Trying to loosen her dress, but she would not let them. She screamed louder and louder crying praying something would happen. She closed her eyes in fear afraid of what she would see.

"HEY!" She head from down the alley and opened her eyes. She saw a boy, but not Cody. He looked similar. He had the same golden hair and blue eyes. He started sprinting down the alley and the boys that were holding her didn't look afraid, but smiling at the taunt.

" What are you going to do, 'bout it?" The boys that was holding her down by her waist said not letting go. He was amused by the boy who was trying to be the hero. He still had no idea who he was. The other boy Coner was standing in the middle of the alley.

"Patrick, let's be smart now. You know what I could do to you. So does your boy Coner here." He said trying to send the threat with his eyes. I could see Coner was terrified. He was obviously the follower in all of this.

" You have never been a threat." The blonde hair boy just smiled at him. His pace slowed and he was soon face to face with Patrick. Patrick tried to make a swing, but the other man caught his punch and started squeezing his hand send pain. He then grabbed Patrick's shirt and pushed him against the wall. You could see the fear now...

"How tough are you feeling now? You have two choices, stay or go unharmed." The man nodded and the unknown man let go of him. Patrick and Coner started walking out of the alley while Bailey just stood their stunned and afraid of the events she just witnessed.

"Are you okay?" She just nodded not sure what to say. She was still trying to recollect herself. The boy puts his hand out.

" I'm Zacharry Martin, and you are?" Bailey finally put her thoughts all together.

"Thank you, for that." He then smiled down at her and it looked somewhat similar to Cody's. First week in town and everything is going great so far.

"Well, nice to meet you thank you."

" Oh, I mean, it's Bailey, Bailey Pickett." She said shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you...or not, I mean, saving you from two sketches in an alley isn't the best place to meet someone."

"I agree. Thank you so much for helping me, I thought no one would."

" Well, you were wrong. Why don't we get out of this alley. Any second the rats will pounce."

Bailey and Zack then walked out into the street after Bailey fixed her appearance. She was very thankful. She was going to ask him if he was related to Cody, but then forgot about it. She just wanted to get to her destination.

"So, where are you heading to? If you need an escort, I will bring you, unless you want to be attacked again." He did have a point. She should of took Cody's invitation earlier though.

"Umm...that would be great, thank you. I am heading to the Tiptons."

"Oh, how funny, London Tipton is a friend of mine and lives right by me actually." they then started walking down the street and talking about things to get their mind off the earlier incident. Zack dropped Bailey off and then headed away. Bailey was grateful that there were some good men in the city. Though, she will have to be more careful.