Suite Life On Deck

Bailey Belle

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY CHARACTERS

Bailey finally got back and started working on her day time duties. She cleaned the house and now she was heading towards the garden to tend the vegetables. As she was walking through the yard she kept thinking maybe she should of told Cody about how she was working for the Tipton's. He was part of the upper class though so why would he want anything to do with her? Then again he was very sweet to her and asked her to meet him, so maybe she was wrong. Maybe he actually didn't mind.

She replanted the flowers and collected the fruits and vegetable from the small garden that they had. The yard was big, but it was mostly set up with the fanciest outdoor furniture she had ever seen. She then heard the gate to the back open and turned to see who it was and it was the valiant man from earlier who was very chivalrous and saved her from the harmful street men. She wondered the reason as to why he was here.

"Ms. Pickett, I was hoping to see you again." She smiled up at him and made her way over to the custom made silver gate holding the basket full of fruits and vegetable's in her hand.

" Good seeing you as well. Can I ask why you are here or would I be asking out of term?"

"I told you before Ms. London Tipton is a good friend of mine. I can see they already put you to work."

"Yes, they have, but we all need to work towards something." She said gripping the basket full of food tighter in her hands.

" Hm, that is something not even the Tipton's daughter can understand."

"I haven't talked to her yet, is she nice?" At that he started laughing a bit. She tilted her head at him. Was that a stupid question? "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No, not at all, London is very materialistic and she doesn't take too well to new people in her environment. It alarms her, you could say, but she can be a good friend when it really comes down to it all. She acts tough, but on the inside she has a heart...way deep down."

" Uh-huh." Was all she could say she wasn't one to judge people. Especially if she didn't know them.

" So, would you like me to introduce you to her?" He said smiling at her. His heart was beating fast. She was a very appealing woman. She looked gorgeous. He hair was beautiful and kempt. Her perfectly sculpted cheek bones and red welcoming lips. Her brown eyes that seemed to never end. That soft brown color.

"I have work to do." She said looking down at the basket and then up at him. An idea popped into his head that was why he kept smiling down at her.

" London's a close friend, I can get you out of it."

"But I-" Before she could say another word she was being dragged away by Zacharry. She has been seeming to be dragged away by a lot of men recently. Some in the best cases and some in the worse that she wished to permanently erase from her memory.

They made their way inside the house and she got several glares from the women in the Tipton mansion who worked as maids around the house also. Half of them once had a fling with Zacharry, but she didn't know that at all. That was mostly the reason why they were glaring. Most of them wanted a chance at him. He was one of the few good looking men in town although he wasn't the smartest. He sure knew how to fancy a woman.

She could smell the delicious food cooking in the kitchen and there were loads of workers moving decorations out of the house to the yacht. She heard a feminine voice from a nearby room which Zacharry pulled her into. There was a woman with long dark hair and brown eyes. She was wearing the most breath taking dress Bailey has ever seen. She had money and she sure liked to flaunt it around showing off. She was fixing her hair in the mirror. She sure cared about her appearance a lot.

"Wow, that dress is beautiful." Ms. Tipton then turned around and saw the girl and Zacharry. The way she spun around to look at them was with elegance and grace. Zacharry and London became close friends and had a lot in common and Zacharry even tried charming her a few times and she willingly flirted back. It was like none of that mattered though anymore because Zacharry had Bailey at his side. He had fallen head over heals for the girl.

"Thank you, it's an Arturro Vitali, now who are you?"

"This is Ms. Bailey Pickett, she works for your family now." Bailey put out her hand to shake the woman's, but London looked at it with pure disgust and annoyance.

"If she is supposed to be working for me, then why isn't she?" London said snapping at Zacharry and Bailey now understood what Zacharry meant when he said she was cold hearted.

" I am so sorry Ms. Tipton, Zacharry here said to come and meet you." Bailey said trying to be civilized with her. She didn't want there to be any altercations.

"So, you are a companion of his?" She said with a tint of jealousy. She liked Zacharry immensely and saw this young girl as competition.

"We met yesterday."

"And I should care about this because...?"

"Well, you just asked."

"Whatever you say...why don't you go back to work. I don't know any of my maids names and I really don't need to. All of you are just pathetic and wont get anywhere in life because no one needs you."

"Sorry, for the trouble, Ms. Tipton, I will go now." With that Bailey turned around and left. She wasn't used to people being that mean to her. She was kind to everyone and thought she was no more or no less than anyone. To her everyone and everything had a balance in life. She kept back all the tears she had. She always new rich people were snobs. Zack watched Bailey exit and then turned to London fuming with anger. He knew London could be cruel, but that was just brutal.

"London! What in the world was that about?" Zack said raising his voice trying to make a point across. He couldn't believe his friend.

"Zack, she is the help, she doesn't matter." London said not caring about anything that he was saying. She went back to fixing her appearance and when she did that Zack placed him self in her view of the mirror. She just groaned annoyed.

"London, that was disrespectful of you."

"Zack, I known you for nine years, shouldn't of you caught on by now the way I act towards everyone?"

"It's been eleven, London."

"Time goes fast when you're having fun."

"The way you just acted was completely unreasonable!" Zack said now screaming in her face. The fury inside of him kept building and building.

"Zack, why do you care so much?"

"Because I am sick of the way you treat people! Money or not London they have feelings! Apparently you don't!"

"What do you want me to do, Zack?"

"You are so self centered it is disgraceful to your family." Zack said coldly and stormed out. London was still taking in everything he just spoke to her about. She didn't want to let go of Zack in her life. She liked Zack. She sighed and walked out to talk to him, but he was already gone. She then saw Bailey walking into the main dining room to dust off the furniture and followed her. Bailey stopped crying and her eyes were now just a bit red. Looking at her she did feel bad for what she did. Bailey as hurt and felt her heart die inside of her chest. That was one of the meanest things anyone has ever said to her. Maybe she was just fooling herself from going out here trying to discover the world. Maybe her life doesn't have a purpose. She was a joke to everyone.

"Hey, Bailey." London said and Bailey turned around and put on a fake smile. She was trying not to be rude because she needed this job.

"Yes, Ms. Tipton, anything I could do for you?"

"Yes, can you follow me please?"

"Yes, Ms. Tipton." Bailey nodded knowing she had to obey everything she said. Even if she couldn't stand her. She was pretty curious as to what London was going to make her do. Probably something to cause her humiliation. They made the way to the room and London walked towards the closet and took out a dress that wasn't as beautiful as London's but decent. She was probably going to make her decide which one looked better on her...Something stupid.

"Try this on. I know it might not fit you because you are big, but it will do for now." Bailey looks at London not sure if she is trying to be nice or mean. She wants her to try on a dress yet she called her fat. She was really confused by the whole situation.

"You sure know how to make people feel good."

"Oh, just try it on and stop talking!" With that Bailey grabbed the dress and changed behind the curtain. The dress wasn't to tight or to large, it was a magnificent fit. She felt like a princess in it. She walked out from behind the curtain and London observed every detail. London then walked over and started tying up the back of the corset. After it was tied up it felt a little tighter, but still comfortable.

"Spin around." Bailey did what London commanded. She spun in a circle and she had the biggest smile on her face. Her family could never afford something like this. I guess London wanted to fully see how the dress looked like on someone. She imagined several ideas why she was wearing them. "You surprisingly looked good in that. Good thing I had it made. Though your face kind of ruins it all."

"So, which one are you gonna wear, Ms. Tipton?" She then smiled at Bailey. The confusion then got worse.

"What are you talking about which one I am going to wear? I am wearing this dress and you are wearing that one and on top of that I am taking you off duty for tonight. People say I am not the smartest hen in the henhouse. That is what you uneducated farm folk say, right?" London said smiling more and Bailey smiled back. London was a very confusing girl. She was just rude, but now she is acting nice?

"Thank you, but I don't get why you are doing this?"

"Well, let's just say everyone deserves an eighth chance."

"You mean second chance?"

" Wow, second is way, way, way, too far out, eight it right after one." Bailey tried not to correct the wrong facts that London just released from her mouth. And she called Bailey uneducated...She wasn't going to be correct her because she needed the job and the money. "Now, why don't we do your hair." London then brought Bailey to her makeup mirror. Bailey got so caught up in it...she lost track of time.

Cody Martin looked out at the harbor waiting for Bailey. She never showed up though. Those minutes turned into an hour and then he had to leave. The whole walk home he thought what was wrong with him. There was always something that unappeased people. Barbara ran off and now Bailey. Every time he starts liking someone, they leave on him. He should of known. He was the biggest clumsy man that ever walked the planet that he walked on. It made him feel horrible inside. There was something wrong with him. There had to be. He wasn't good enough. He could never be as good as Zacharry was. He wasn't athletic like Zacharry was and he was horrible with women. He just wanted something to make hin feel good. He honestly had this emptiness inside of him. He wanted someone to understand him...he will never have that though. Cody just stared down the road and kept walking...his heart breaking inside.