Yes I do realize I'm a dumbass and misspelled several words. Please do not let that deter you from the story.

So like it says in the summary, this is before Cody and Bailey started going out. Also, it's before Marcus moves in. I like him a lot, but he ruined the plot of my story, so for the sake of simplicity, he doesn't exist.

Constructive reviews are accepted and welcomed. Enjoy!

Not for the first time, a fight had broken out in Woody and Cody's cabin.

"Why is there a half-eaten burrito on my bed?" asked Cody, doing his best to keep his temper under control. Every day it seemed like a fresh horror awaited him on his return to the cabin.

"Today was the all-you-can-eat Mexican buffet!" exclaimed Woody, "I can finally practice 'Stairway to Heaven' again!" he grinned up at Cody. The blonde boy stood, horrified. Practice? He was sure he would not survive the night if he stayed here, let alone study or work. With that comforting thought, he sprinted out of the room as fast as his sparrow-like legs could carry him

"MR MOSEBY!" he screamed as he ran to Mr. Moseby's office. "Mr. Moseby, I can no longer stay in the same room as Woody!" Struggling to rein in his horror, he did his best to present a rational and convincing argument to the diminutive manager. "If I am going to represent Seven Seas High at the upcoming International Academic Competition, I need to be alive. You know how important that competition is to the reputation of this school and I am the school's best chance at winning this." He stood back, nervously waiting for Moseby's response.

"The International Academic Competition does offer a large prize to the winning school. With the current state of things, Mr. Tipton is considering closing down the school. If we do win, the prize money could be enough to keep the school afloat, so to speak" Mr. Moseby chuckled at his pun. "I'll see if you can assign you to your brother's cabin. I'll just-"

"No!" Cody refused to go back to living with his twin "Zack is almost as bad as Woody! You didn't have to live with him for the first 15 years of your life! You don't know what he can do to a clean room!"

"Alright, okay, I'll move Zack into Woody's cabin and you can move into Zack's cabin. Is that alright?" He asked his prize student.

No matter what Cody had done in his youth at the hotel, there was no denying that he was possibly Seven Seas High's number one student, rivaled only by Bailey Pickett. Luckily each school was allowed to enter up to three students. Bailey and Cody would naturally be chosen; no one else came close to them. He would do anything to make sure Cody was happy and healthy. If that meant switching some students around halfway through the semester, that would be more than acceptable.

He nodded to the boy who walked away, a look of utter relief on his face. "But you will have to tell Zack!" he yelled to the boy's retreating back.

"NO!" That was the word that Zack had been repeating for almost the last 24 hours. "NO, NO, NO!"

"Zack! No matter how much you say it you're still rooming with Woody!" Cody finally snapped. He was almost done neatly packing his possessions into a few boxes for the trip across the hall. . After Cody had convinced Mr. Moseby to give him Zack's room the previous day, Zack had been sitting at his desk, petulantly denying reality instead of moving into Woody's room

"Come on Zack, be serious. I need to be able to focus on the contest. If I don't and we lose, they'll have to shut down Seven Seas High and we'll have to go back to Boston. Do you really want that? Go back to Mom and regular school and miss out on all the opportunities here?"

He could see that his argument was working. The idea of going back to cheek pinches and an overprotective mom did not appeal to Zack at all. They had gotten used to being on a boat without adult supervision. Going back would be almost unbearable.

"Fine, I'll go pack. But you better win this competition. I don't think I'd be able to stand not having a hot tub readily available." Zack began packing just as Cody put his last item of clothing in the box.

"Come on, I'll help you pack" Cody said grudgingly. "You know, it's going to take forever to get this smell out" he said, wrinkling his nose as he stepped into Zack's cabin.

"You're the one who wanted to switch cabins" Zack pointed out, still unhappy about losing his self-proclaimed bachelor pad. "Why can't Woody move in here?"

"Because as much as your cabin smells, there's a good chance it'll eventually be clean. Woody's room will never recover." He answered.

"Point taken" came the resigned reply. They continued to ship armloads of stuff from Zack's old cabin across the hall to his new one. It was a quite a process to unearth the floor of the cabin, ending with 4 bulging trash bags, a cut thumb and three stubbed toes.

"There. I think this place is acceptably clean now" remarked Cody as he threw out the last bag of trash.

"I would hope so. We've been working for like 5 hours!"

"It's been only three" said Cody defensively. "And it wouldn't have taken so long if you had just kept your room clean"

"All right, fine, whatever, let's go to the Sky Deck. We're gonna dock in Peru at noon; I wanna see if any hot girls are coming aboard." Cody rolled his eyes.

"Is that all you can think about? Hot girls?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"Food is pretty high up there too." Zack said after some serious thought. "The only reason you don't think about girls is because you're so focused on Bailey. I mean, really man. You gotta look around sometimes."

"I don't want to look around. Bailey is my one true love. My sixth month plan is just…taking a little longer than I hoped" He trailed off hopelessly.

"It's unhealthy to obsess on one girl, you know." Zack added.

"It's also unhealthy to sleep with every half decent girl that walks past you"

"Hey! That's not true, and you know it. All those girls were at least sevens" Zack looked slightly offended. "You would know that if you paid any attention to girls who aren't Bailey. Seriously, name at least three girls that you've thought were hot since you met Bailey"

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at his twin. He knew that Cody wouldn't be able to (truthfully) answer the question.

"Uh...um, those show girls were quite attractive..." Cody said, blushing, after a few seconds.

Zack laughed, surprised at his brother's confession.

"Fine, come on. Hot girls on Sky Deck. Let's go"

The weather in Peru was hot. There was really no other word for it. At the end of October, the temperature was unusually hot. 90's and sunny. Cody and Bailey were crushed that they were only going to spend one day there. They each begged Ms. Tuttweiler and Mr. Moseby to extend the stay by a week.

"How are we supposed to learn anything about this country's rich history if we only have one day?" begged Cody.

"We aren't even able to go to Machu Picchu!"Exclaimed Bailey. "We need at least two weeks"

"I'm sorry, kids. We are only here to pick up a few passengers and then we're heading east to China" explained Miss Tuttweiler. Her patience was wearing thin with the constant questions and complaints.

"Once all the passengers have checked in, you will be allowed to go ashore. So take these few hours to get acquainted with the capitol. The ship leaves at noon tomorrow but everyone needs to be back here by 10 tonight. That means in their cabins at 10, not wandering the ship, causing havoc at 10. Zack" She raised a meaningful eyebrow at the worst behaved student on the ship who grinned easily back at her.

"Don't worry Miss T, I'll make sure these kids get back here on time" he smirked. He turned to some of the wilder kids in the class and winked.

Cody didn't miss that interaction. He knew that Zack had started hanging out with some of the kids on the ship that hadn't made it in because of their brains, but because they had rich parents. These kids only seemed intent on finding the wildest party and getting as drunk as they could. He had found Zack slumped over the toilet in the middle of the night twice already.

He knew that Zack and his new friends would try to smuggle some alcohol aboard the ship if they could. He huffed angrily. It wasn't his problem, the ship's security should see to it. He had some ancient ruins to see.

Unfortunately the ancient ruins had to wait. They had to wait for all the passengers that they were picking up to check in before they could explore Lima. Cody and Bailey were sitting impatiently, praying that everyone checked in quickly. Zack, Woody and some of Zack's new pals were avidly gawking at all the women under 25 that came on board.

"Five."

"Seven"

"Really? A seven?"

Cody's patience was wearing thin. He could tell Bailey's was too. The brunette was fidgeting in her seat and occasionally sending death glares towards the group of guys.

"Ooh, definitely a seven"

"Eight"

Cody had just opened his mouth to tell them to knock it off when Zack motioned for him to come over. He excused himself to Bailey and made his way over to the cluster of boys.

"Cody, come here." Zack had a smug grin fixed on his face. "Join us. Help us rate girls" Cody scoffed.

"Are you serious? I'm not going to engage in your objectification of women" he said with an air of superiority.

"Come on Cody, Bailey can't hear you. Unless you shout it out" Zack coaxed. "Look there's one girl now." He nodded towards the tall red head that had just walked onto the deck. She was slim and fair skinned.

"I'm not going to do this. Really, I won't" Cody said.

"It's easy" replied Zack. "That red head is a 6." Zack's friend, Rob was quick to respond.

"No, a five. Braces". They all looked at Cody expectantly.

"Okay, a five" he gritted out between clenched teeth. Zack slapped him on the back.

"There you go Cody, it's easy" he said cheerfully. "Though, that girl is definitely a six. You just can't see it because you so focused on Bailey." Rob and his gang of well-manicured friends laughed.

"Okay one more then you can go back to fawning over your imaginary girlfriend." Zack said, turning his attention back to the lobby's entrance. Another pair of girls walked in. Cody began to say something but Zack cut him off.

"No, we're going to wait for a nine or a ten. That way we can see if your judgment is affected by your sad obsession for Bailey" he explained. And so they waited.

At least three more girls passed by them and were subjected to the boys' rating. Cody stood there impatiently, occasionally looking back to Bailey who was talking with Addison.

He turned back towards the entrance in time to see a girl walk in. She must have been the twins' age, almost as tall as Cody. Her thick, wavy, dark brown hair fell nearly to her elbows. Her white tank top exposed the long lean muscles of her arms. The shorts she was wearing revealed long, equally toned, tan legs. Big brown eyes surveyed the lobby before she walked to a bell boy and asked him something in fluent Spanish.

"Now she's a ten" breathed Zack. All the boys were gaping, slack-jawed, at the newest passenger. "Watch and learn boys" he swaggered away, cocky, towards the girl.

"Hola, muchacha. Me llamo Zack" he said as he approached her. "Como te llamas? Necesitas ayuda con tus maletas?" He said, glancing at the suitcases she was dragging

"I didn't know Zack spoke Spanish" remarked Rob.

"He doesn't. He just knows little phrases that will help him meet women in over 10 languages. Anything beyond that and…" Cody trailed off, watching the interaction. It seemed improbable that Zack would be able to communicate with her any more than that. The girl seemed to be regarding Zack with a mixture of disgust and amusement.

"I can carry my bags all by myself, thank you" she replied in perfect English. "And you can tell that to your lame ass friends back there too." She gazed coolly at the boys. Cody turned away in embarrassment, glad that at least one girl was able to see through Zack's charming act. She continued across the lobby, heading towards Moseby's office.

Zack wandered back to them, his cocky grin still in place.

"Come on Zack, she totally just rejected you; drop that stupid grin. She clearly wants no part of you" Cody said grinning in spite of himself.

"I'm always up for a challenge. Give me two weeks to work my magic and she'll be eating out of my hand" Zack boasted. "So, Cody. What did you think about her?" Cody glanced back to the corner where the girl had disappeared.

"Yeah, she was a ten." he said, not able to keep a guilty grin off his face.

The girl in question rolled her eyes as she pushed past the blonde boy, on her way to the manager's office. She knocked politely at the door. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal a short black man in knee socks, shorts and a bright yellow jacket with a handkerchief in the pocket.

"Hello. Are you the manager of the ship?"

"Yes, Marion Moseby, at your service. May I help you, Miss …?"

"Guevara" came the answer. "Andrea Guevara."

"You're Andrea Guevara?" Mr. Moseby said, taking in her denim shorts and tank top.

"Yes, that's me" replied Andrea icily. "I applied to Seven Seas' High School earlier this year."

"Ah yes, Miss Guevara, we received your application not too long ago. I must say, it was among the top applications we have ever received."

"Thank you. This is why I would like to know why I was denied entrance to this school." Mr. Moseby was somewhat thrown by this statement, but retained his perfect composure.

"Miss Guevara, while you're application was excellent; we simply do not have room for any more students. There are no cabins available."

"Mr. Moseby, let me be frank. As I am aware, Seven Seas High is suffering from lack of funds" Mr. Moseby stared at her. How had she known? Very few people outside the school's administration knew about the school's financial problems.

"I am also aware that in a few months Seven Seas will enter the International Academic Competition, which offers an extremely large sum of money for the winning school. Enough to keep the school running for the next two years. If you allow me the opportunity to study aboard this ship, I know that I will greatly strengthen this school's chances of winning" unknowingly using the same argument as Cody had not a day earlier.

"Ms. Guevara, on this ship there are two beds per room. There is one bed available, but it is a boys' room, in the middle of the boys' hall. As much as I would like to have you on this ship, I cannot possibly room you with a group of boys."

She knew she was going to sound arrogant but now was the time to sell her academic strengths. She knew that this whole meeting was to convince the manager that he needed her at his school. Much like applying to college, she noted wryly.

"If you would take a few moments to review my resume, I'm sure you will want to reconsider" she added, pulling a thick file folder out of her bag and handed it to him.

Mr. Moseby took it and flipped through the pages rapidly. He looked up suddenly.

"Are you truly fluent in all these languages?" He asked, amazed.

"Yes. I also know enough Russian, Greek and Portuguese to get by, but I did not include those as I am not yet fluent" She replied. Mr. Moseby continued to look through the extensive resume. Numerous U.S. patents, award-winning papers published in various notable scientific and literary magazines, a two page list of science competitions won and much more. He turned a page and gasped.

"Is this accurate?" he asked. She looked over the page he was on.

"Oh, yes"

"This is your IQ score?"

"Yes" she replied, trying her best to not look smug. She watched as he weighed the options. She knew she had convinced him. He swallowed thickly, a resolved look on his face. He turned towards the PA system microphone and pushed a button.

"Will Cody Martin please report to the manager's office?" Mr. Moseby spoke clearly into the microphone. He clicked off the PA and turned back to Andrea.

"I'm sure you must have run into Mr. Martin by now. Around your height, blonde hair, kind of obnoxious."

"Is he the one that's ogling all the girls that walk onto this ship?" asked Andrea with a look of apprehension on her face. Inside, she questioned whether studying aboard a ship was really worth rooming with such a pig.

"Oh no, I assure you, Cody Martin is quite different"

Cody had not gone back to Bailey. He continued to sit with the boys while he probed his guilty conscious. He felt guilty about the incident with the new girl. He hadn't meant for that to slip out. This slight revelation sent him into a slight panic over his feelings towards Bailey. He frowned.

Zack took his eyes off of the girls for a second to glance at his brother. He gave a dramatic sigh.

"What is it now Cody?" he asked, exasperated. "Just because you think some other girl's hot doesn't mean you don't love Bailey anymore. I mean seriously, you can love her and still think other girls are good looking." Cody still looked unsure, so he went on.

"Let me see if I can explain this in a way you will understand" he began. "Do you think that that school that sounds like a fish is a good school?"

"You mean Yale? Yes, it's an excellent school" replied Cody, beginning to see where he was going with this metaphor.

"But you still want to go to Harvard more than anything, right?" he asked.

"Yes" Cody answered. "Thanks Zack, I get what you're saying" And he did. It had surprisingly made him feel better. He would acknowledge that the new girl was undeniably attractive, any straight man could see that, but he knew that he still loved Bailey with all his heart. Feeling a whole lot better about himself, he began walking back to Bailey.

"Will Cody Martin please report to the manager's office" Mr. Moseby's voice blared out from the speakers. Cody paused in mid-step. He caught Bailey looking at him quizzically. He shrugged and walked in the direction of Mr. Moseby's office.

He knocked lightly on the door and waited.

"Come in" Mr. Moseby's voice floated through the door. Cody opened it and stepped inside. He saw Mr. Moseby looking stern in his swivel chair and on the hard-backed chair in front of his desk was the new girl. He quickly looked away and focused on Mr. Moseby.

Andrea looked at the boy that walked through the door and glared when she recognized the long haired blonde kid that tried to hit on her.

"Cody, meet Andrea Guevara, your new roommate." he said calmly. The calm and quiet of his office shattered.

"What!" Cody gasped. "Mr. Moseby, I just got my own room, you know that I need that to study and focus!" argued Cody.

Andrea remained silent. She refused to room with such a womanizing ass, but she was desperate to study at Seven Seas High.

"Cody, please!" cried Moseby. "Cody, I realize that you wanted to have that cabin for yourself to study but Andrea is a wonderful asset to this school and your cabin has the only available bed left."

"Mr. Moseby, if I might interrupt," Andrea said softly, "If there is any way another student might switch, I would be willing to room with someone else." She glared at Cody. "I don't think I would be comfortable sleeping in the same room as him" Disdain dripped from the every word as she stared coldly at the teen. Cody glared back and snapped.

"I know what you're thinking but that was my twin brother, not me."

"Oh, of course. It was your twin brother that was hitting on me, my bad. I should have realized" her lip curled.

"They really are twins. Zack would be the one who gave you the bad first impression. This is Cody, your roommate" Mr. Moseby stressed the word roommate. "There are a limited number of room changes that can be made during a semester so you will have to room with each other. Please try to make the best of this situation. Perhaps next semester a student will leave and you will be separated." Mr. Moseby used his most diplomatic tone as he tried to calm the two angry teens.

"Cody, if you can please show Ms. Guevara to your cabin, I will send someone to build a partition across the room later today." He turned to his computer and began registering Andrea to the school. The conversation was over.

Cody stood up and said stiffly, "Follow me" before walking out rapidly. Andrea picked up her bags and trailed behind him.

Andrea stared at the empty room. It was big enough, with two twin beds side by side. A night stand was pushed between the far bed and wall. Several small boxes were stacked neatly in the middle of the room. She enjoyed the bright blue wall paper. After depositing her bags next to the door she wandered over to the bathroom. It was clean and spacious. She turned back to the room and saw Cody glaring at her from the entrance.

"Look, I'm aware that you're not exactly thrilled about having a roommate but Mr. Moseby put me here and I am prepared to deal with this for as long as I need to" she said quickly.

"Look, I am not aware of what you said to Mr. Moseby to convince him to break all the rules of this school and let you stay here, but I need to prepare for an important competition later this year and cannot afford any distractions" Cody said, "If you're going to be rooming with me for the next semester, then I need you to promise to not distract me when I am working, understand?"

Andrea was not happy being ordered around by this boy, but knew that it would be in her best interests to play nice.

"I am also here to prepare for an upcoming competition, and I'm assuming that it's the same one. The International Academic Competition?"

"You're in the International Academic Competition?" asked Cody incredulously, looking her up and down again. She sighed angrily.

"Why is everyone doing that today?" Cody looked away embarrassed. Cody found it hard to not answer a question, something that often aggravated Miss Tuttweiler to no end.

"Well…I guess because you just don't seem the academic type" he answered lamely. Andrea's eyes narrowed.

"Good god, this is the twenty first century! You'd think such prejudices would no longer exist" she said. Her temper cooled slightly and she took a second look at the room while taking calming breaths.

"So did you just move in?" she asked.

"Yes. My brother, Zack, used to be here and I was across the hall. Yesterday Mr. Moseby allowed me to switch with him. For the first time in 16 years I was going to have my own room" he added bitterly. He began unpacking his clothes and organizing them neatly in one half of the closet.

"I'm sorry about that, but I'm willing to do almost anything to be at this school" she said. Cody studied her features. Her eyes were determined, her jaw clenched. She almost seemed angry at something as she also unpacked her bags.

"So where are you from?" he asked, hanging a couple of dress shirts.

"Peru, originally, but when my parents divorced, we moved to Chicago" she answered "How about you?" She moved next to him and started placing her own clothes in the other side of the closet.

"Boston. We used to move around a lot after my parents divorced, but we lived in the Tipton Hotel before my brother and I enrolled in this school" he said.

"You're from Boston? I have a couple of aunts and uncles in Boston. My sister and I visit them in the summer." She glanced at him quickly and continued unpacking.

"How old were you when you moved to America? You barely have an accent" Cody asked, intrigued by this sudden realization.

"I was six so I learned English quickly. I only came back to Peru last year when I was 15. My cousins all made fun of me because I spoke Spanish with an American accent." She chuckled at the memory. "Have you had time to go ashore yet?"

"Oh my god! I completely forgot! I was supposed to go visit some museums and ancient sites with Bailey!" he panicked, grabbing a clean shirt from his box and running into the bathroom. "I was supposed to type up an itinerary of what places we were going to go" his anxious voice was muffled slightly by the bathroom door.

"What am I gonna do? I didn't memorize any of the locations! I didn't get any directions!" Cody ran around the room, gathering his wallet, his student I.D. and everything that he might need. Andrea watched his flurry of panic with a look of mild curiosity.

"You know, I know where many of the museums are in Lima. I can show you guys around. I also know some good non-Americanized restaurants where you won't get food poisoning." She said calmly while Cody continued to run around the room, not even picking up anything anymore. She grinned when he stopped suddenly, her words finally sinking in.

"Really? You'd do that?" He asked, slightly shocked.

"Yeah, of course", she said, shrugging. "Though if you want to visit more than one site, we should leave like, an hour ago."

"Crap. Okay, let's go get Bailey and we'll head down" he said gratefully.