I woke up in an infirmary of some sort. Where was I? Who was I? What was I doing in the infirmary?

"Bailey?" A male asked. That's right my name is Bailey. I know I'm very smart and I'm pretty sure this guy's name is Zack. He's really cute. I'm also on a boat "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I answered. Hmm I have an accent. What part of England am I from again? London? I do remember something involving London. "Why am I in the infirmary?"

"You slipped on one of my socks and fell on your head so I brought you here." He explained.

"I guess that makes you my hero then." I replied. I saw him blush.

"So how are you feeling?" He asked.

"I remember some things but not some others." I responded. "I can't seem to remember what part of England I'm from."

"Bailey, you're not from England." He told me. That didn't make any sense. "You're from Kansas."

"But I have a British accent." I argued. How could I have an accent if I wasn't British?

"Well you were pretending to be British because we were coming here." He replied. "I actually made a bet that you wouldn't be able to do it. Anyway, now that you're better, we should go back to our room."

I couldn't help but wonder why shared a room. Were we married or something? No I don't think so because I didn't see a ring on my finger. Was I shagging him? I think the only way to find out would be to ask.

Once we were inside the cabin, I decided to speak.

"So have we been shagging for a while?" I asked. It seemed to catch him off guard. I don't know what was so odd about it since we were in private.

"No we've only had sex once." He explained. That was right. I suddenly remembered it. It was very good intercourse. I can't help but wonder why we had done that once if it was so good.

"You know I feel kind of sleepy." I remarked. "Do you know where my pyjamas are?"

"Well we've been sharing them for the past nights." He remarked as he handed me a pyjama top. Yes I remembered that too. I did like to sleep in oversized shirts over my knickers. How could I possibly forget about that? This amnesia thing seems to be a real bother.

I started to strip off my top when I suddenly remembered that the fact that Zack and I being roommates was supposed to be a secret. I think the boat had some of rule where boys and girls.

"You know they wouldn't be able to separate the two of us if we were married." I joked. A look of horror suddenly appeared. "You know I'm just joking. I wouldn't want to marry someone unless I was in love. That sounds like the right time to do it. Don't you agree about that?"

"Yes as long as it's a long time from now." Zack agreed. "So do you remember that you have a job?"

"I'm pretty sure that I'm a waitress somewhere but I'm not quite sure where." I answered.

"You work with me at the smoothie bar." He informed as I finished changing. Yes that seemed right. Some alliterative names of smoothies and what was in them came back to me. "Tomorrow night at six is when we go in."

"So are you going change?" I questioned, wondering why he was still wearing his same clothes. They didn't look like something that would be very comfortable to sleep in.

"Yeah, I'm going to do that in the bathroom." He replied as he grabbed a pair of pyjama pants and went into the bathroom. I don't know why that was necessary since we had already shagged, but he did it. He came out a few minutes later and I got into my bed.

"That's actually my bed." He pointed out. That might explain the smell of cologne. Other things could be done in this bed but to be honest, I was too tired for that. That wouldn't be fair to him and I don't think that he really wanted to right now either.

I got out of the bed and moved to the other one and it felt more familiar. Yes this was my bed.

"So if I'm not from London, I definitely remember something that had to do with London." I told him as he turned out the lights.

"That's probably because you used to be roommates with London Tipton." He told me. London Tipton was the heiress to the Tipton hotel chain and I guess this ship. Other than that I could not think of anything that she was famous for. I guess that wasn't a bad thing. At least she wasn't a tart like Paris Hilton. Why was she my old roommate if I was rooming with Zack? "You started out dressed as a boy and then you moved in with her when everyone figured out. Although, you eventually got tired of her and moved back in here in secret. You still have some clothes in there I believe."

Okay I believed that. I found most of the stuff that he told me believable because I seemed to have memories to match them. I just couldn't believe the whole being from Kansas thing, though. I actually didn't remember much about my family to be honest. I knew I had a mum and dad but I wasn't sure if I had any brothers or sisters and if I did, how many. I guess I could accept it even though, there wasn't really any evidence backing it up.

"Well good night Zack." I told him. "See you in the morning."

"Good night Bailey." He reciprocated. Not long after he said that, I found myself falling asleep. Maybe I would dream up some more memories.

I woke up in the morning around 6:00 a.m.

I decided that it would be a good thing to take a shower. If this was a secret, the best time to take a shower would probably be in the morning when no one could come in. It was like I had a strange memory of something like that happening. It was too vague to know when it happened.

It wasn't hard to figure out which shampoo was mine, considering it was pink. At least I hope it was mine because while Zack being a bat would explain why we've only been together once, it would be very disappointing.

As I was showering, I heard the bathroom open. Zack seemed to be using the toilet.

"Morning, Zack." I told from the inside.

"You're still getting up really early." He remarked. I didn't know what was wrong with that. "I'm going back to bed."

While showering, I tried to think who else I know on the ship. There was a big guy with an afro named Steely…no Woody. Yes his name was Woody. I'm pretty sure that Zack also had a twin…sister? No I don't think that's right. I think it was an effeminate brother, which isn't much different from a sister. I was going to ask to make sure.

I stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a towel. Zack didn't seem to be having any luck getting back to sleep.

"Hey Zack, do you have a brother or a sister?" I asked.

"Sometimes I wonder that myself." Zack muttered. That didn't really help. "I have a brother. His name is Cody. You actually went out on a date with him and didn't seem to enjoy it very much."

I pictured a nerdy and effeminate version of Zack and at first I wondered why he would be interested in me. Okay I'm having trouble remembering things but I have to stop being so judging.

I decided to wait for Zack to finish getting ready because I really didn't remember my way around this ship. He took me to some sort of cafeteria on the Sky Deck. There was the chubby guy that I remembered as Woody and the effeminate twin of Zack who I assumed was Cody.

"Okay guys so Bailey hit her head and now has been having some trouble remembering things." Zack explained. I didn't really need him to say that. "So just be cool right now."

I couldn't exactly figure out what he was trying to say there. Even though, I was supposed to be an American, (something that I still didn't believe) I couldn't understand their slang. It would make more sense for me to be British.

"Hello." I told them. "I can't say that I know much about either of you at this point."

"You still have an accent." Woody commented.

"I think it's because she was using the accent before and her brain remembered it for how she should talk. This actually happens with amnesia sometimes where some people gain completely different voices." Cody replied.

Okay so my first thought after hearing him speaking is that Cody sounded really pretentious. Now I wondered why I would be interested in him. I have a strong feeling that that date did not go well. He is not my type at all. Did I lose a bet or something?

"I still think I might be from England despite what all of you tell me." I replied.

"I can tell you that you're most definitely not." Cody replied. How exactly did he know this? "No matter how perfect your accent is, you are still in an American."

"Can you prove it? I don't suppose that you have my birth certificate." I asked. "You know just because you're intelligent doesn't mean that you have to be some sort of Hermione Granger-like know-it-all."

"Wow I have been waiting for someone to do that for a while." Zack commented.

"So Zack do you think that there's anyway that you and I can get a little snack after work?" I asked.

"Wait since when are you interested in him?" Cody asked angrily.

"He's hot, is there anything wrong with him?" I asked.

"We've only been here a few weeks and he's already dated most of the girls on the ship." Cody pointed out.

"What's your point?" I asked.

"The point is that he's all wrong for you." Cody argued.

"Well even if everything that you say is true, I can tell that Zack is a good fellow." I remarked. "You, on the other hand have done nothing but make statements to draw attention to your own intelligence and you seem to think that you are the smartest person in the world. You make it seem like I don't have a choice in who I want to date. Well I do, and I choose him."

For added measure, I grabbed Zack and pulled him into a kiss.

So as you can see, Bailey really laid into Cody. I decided on this plot when it was remarked that Bailey seemed to think she was British. Now she does think that she's British but she is still very much into Zack, possibly more than she was before. Please don't forget to review