1Suite Life On Deck

Bailey Belle

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY OTHER CHARACTERS

Bailey walked into the Tipton house and was given a room to live in as long as she worked for them as a maid around the house. She accepted it because it was better than all the other cruel jobs she could of been made to do. No one really sees Mr. Tipton because he usually out taking care of his duties for work. The Tipton mansion was huge she couldn't believe the sight. She went from living in a small broken down house, into a mansion. She was kind of disgusted about the way they spent their money though. It was like it grew on trees and they could get as much as they liked. Tomorrow she was going to be working at the Tiptoe's yacht party in the harbor. She wasn't that excited about hanging around rich snobs, but she had too. It's the only way she could make it in the life she was creating.

Bailey looked outside at the night and could hear drunks wandering the streets screaming to high heavens. This was definitely a new life style she had to get used to. She closed the curtains, changed, blew out the candles illuminating the room, and pulled up the sheets to the bed and got in.

The thoughts of the young man in the street came to her in her as she stared up at the wooden ceiling. Wasn't the best way of meeting, but definitely not forgettable. She smiled at the thought of him. He was charming and sweet and a bit shy. She fell in love with those blue crystal eyes like diamonds in an instant and his blonde hair. Cody...that was his name...he was so clumsy, but then again, who was she to judge? She would never see him again though. How she wished she could of gotten to know him. Those quick moments they shared were small, but precious. She finally then fell to sleep because the weight of her eyes lids.

In her dream she was working at the party and then she saw him. She quickly hid out of his view behind a table. She was doubtful of herself . If the talked she would make an error in her words. Something would come out that would embarrass her and the night would totally be dreadful. She observed the fine looking man talking to a group of rich girls. She kept thinking "Why would a guy like that go for a poor girl like me?" over and over again. She wasn't putting her trust in herself. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see who it was, and it was just air. She turned back to where she was looking and there was the man standing in front of her. It was him. She swallowed.

" I see you have no injuries from earlier. I am so sorry for that again, madam." Even in her dreams he was still polite. She smiled heating up. Her heart beating faster.

"If you did, I will survive. I've been through worst."

"That's a relief- I mean, it's not good that you have, but I am glad I didn't- " He said worried words just bursting out of his mouth without really thinking.

"I knew what you meant. I think you stumble on your words as well as your feet." She said trying to humor him a bit. They were doing it again...getting lost in each other's eyes. Smiling and gazing. Both in some sort of trance. He then got a smug expression on his face.

" I could prove my clumsiness wrong by a dance."

"Is that your way of an invitation, Mr. Martin?"

"Please, don't make me ask again." He said shyly and praying that the answer she was going to give wouldn't be a rejection.

"As much as I would like to, I have work." Bailey said walking away a few steps, but he just followed right behind her.

"Ms. Pickett?" She turned around and before she could get a word out he was holding her hand and pulling her onto the dance floor. The piano played a soft long tune and she tried to hold her blushes back, but she couldn't. He kept staring at her like she was the only girl there and she giving into it all.

" Has anyone told you how you look like an angel?" With that she giggled. She quickly took one of her hands out of his and covered her mouth. He just moved it away and smiled at her. " Your laugh is adorable."

"You are too kind, Mr. Martin. No need to compliment, I know it gives people a headache like a sword piercing through someone's brain."

" You are very incorrect."

"I'm am absolutely positive that any girl here is more worthy of your time." She said used to fake compliments. He then frowned at her.

"I disagree." Right as he said that he spun her out making her heart explode out of her chest. As he pulled her back in they were chest against chest.

"Wow..." That was the only word she could form. She was at a loss for all others. She was falling for a man she didn't even know that well. He then held her lips between his fingers and the next thing they knew they were kissing. It was such a flawless event. Her hands went up to his blonde hair getting them tangled in it as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She then felt pushing at her side over and over again. Her eyes popped open and she was one of the maids above her.

"Get ready, you need to go into town and pick up a few things at the market for the party tonight."

"Yes, ma'm." Bailey got out of bed and continued to get ready and tidy up the house. She had the most wonderful dreams in such a long time...only if she got to see the boy that swept her off the feet in reality and not dream land. He was as awkward in her dreams the same way it was when they met. She liked that awkwardness though. She always liked the things that were different.

Cody Martin was walking through the streets humming a song he created one day when he was sitting at the piano at his house. He was always interested in the arts. He was in town to get his new suit from a store near the market. He was beaming with happiness. Why? He had a dream. He was dancing with Bailey and at the end of it they ended up in a kiss. Though, Cody did screw up his own words a few times and he should of expected that...he was never the one that was good talking to girls.

"Cody Mitchell Martin!" He head a voice that he would identify anywhere. He groaned, but turned around. And he was right, it was the person he couldn't stand.

"What do you want, Barbara?" He said in pure annoyance. He couldn't look at her the same. She was full of evil and manipulated him for so long. The only thing he was sorry about was not noticing and doing anything sooner.

"Cody, we shouldn't of ended, I made a mistake." He now was even more annoyed. He rolled his eyes and she glared at him for doing that.

"See, I can't trust you. I am going to accomplish something else. Ignoring you."

"Cody, I made a mistake and I regret it, it was the biggest blunder I have ever created, but please?" Cody shook his head once more and departed from her. He was still hurt, but even though it was just a day, he wasn't hurt so bad as he should of been. He liked someone else...he hoped to get to know her better to if he ever had the chance, but she was long gone by now. He probably had no one left to give his love to, but that was better than Barbara. He should of released himself from that unhealthy relationship earlier. He was done with Bob too. He needed someone in his life to count on and the only person he could kind of find that in was Zack.

He then saw her again. She was gathering food carrying several bags that looked two times her weight. He then jetted off down the street towards her. He still felt stunned by her like he was the other day. He crossed the street to where she was on almost getting ran over by a horse drawn carriage.

"Miss! Miss!" He chased down the sidewalk that she was on yelling to her waving his arms bumping past people. His eyes were glued to her. He finally caught up and she turned around to look at him.

"Hey, you remember me right? I'm pretty sure I am collected some where in your memory."

"No, I'm sorry." With that Cody formed a frown. She continued to stare at him blankly leading him on.

"I was kidding, Cody, right?" The smile then returned and he got all excited. The smile on his face was bigger than anyone could ever think.

"I knew you remembered! You had me going for a second. Do you need help? I mean, if you want it, I don't want to impose." Bailey pondered her thoughts. Would she really want him to know how poor she was and a maid for the Tiptoe's.

"You know, that is very kind of you, but it's okay."

"Are you sure, I would love to help."

"Don't worry about it. I got it under control." He then tried to keep on a smile, but it didn't work.

"Well, um, when you are done, I was wondering if you, uh, would like to go on, a walk...with me?" He said trying to get out each word as fast as he could so he could save himself from embarrassment. He was really bad with words. Especially when it came to this girl.

" And can I have a reasonable explanation as to why I should say yes to this offer?" She said teasing him a little bit. She was playing with him a bit.

"Because it could give us a chance to know each other..." She then smiled at him and nodded.

"Alright, I'll meet you then."

"Are you sure you don't need any assistance?"

"I'll survive." She said smiling at him. He was too, too kind. He was very sensitive too. Or at least that was what he was picking up by his reactions to things.

"See you at five at the harbor?"

"Wouldn't miss it." She then turned and started walking off. They were both smitten. Cody had half the mind to run through the streets. He liked her a lot and couldn't deny it. He needed to know her more though. He wanted to see who she really is. Know how the cogs in her head turn. He was going to count down the hours until they meet again.