I Don't Like You,Cody Simpson.*A Cody Simpson Love Story*

Part 1-Welcome to LA

"WAKE UP!"My 9 year old brother,Michal yells in my ear.I groan and roll over.

"WE'RE MOVING TO LA TODAY!"Michal screams.

I get up and put on Victoria's Secret Pink sweatpants,a Pink shark bite tank top and a Pink hoodie.I LOVE Victoria's Secret Pink!

Soon we're boarding the airplane.

"JESABELLE!"My mom yells at me,"HURRY UP!"

I quickly get on and sit in my seat and take out my iPod Touch.I search for music.

Pitbull?Eh.

Drake?Nah.

Usher?Not now.

Justin Bieber?When did HIS music get here?

Cody Simpson?YUCK!EWW!

Nicki Minaj?HECK YES!

I put on Super Bass.Now let me fully introduce myself.My name is Jesabelle Marie Sanders.I'm 14 years old.I have short brown hair and hazel eyes with caramel and emerald green swirls.I'm barely 5 foot 3.I've been told that I have natural beauty,but I guess I don't see it.I fall asleep right after the plane gets in the air.

'WE'RE IN LA!WE'RE HERE,UH-HUH!WE'RE IN LA,YEAH!"Michal sings.I wake up and we get off the plane.I find my mom and we take a taxi to our new house.It is huge and it's beautiful!I hop out of the car and try to pick up one of the moving boxes.

"Need some help there,angel?"an Australian accent says from behind me.I whip around and see my worst nightmare.

Cody.Freaking.Simpson.

MAJOR EWW.

"I don't want your help,"I tell him flatly,turning around and again attempting to lift it up.I see a pair of arms lift up with ease.

"But you need it."Cody says,carrying the box."Where to?"

I groan and point to my house.

"Oi!I live right next to you!"

"That's just wonderful,"I mutter,sarcasm dripping of every word.

"You don't like me?"he asks,walking into the house.

"Nope!"

I walk up the stairs and find my room.My mom had all the furniture set up,but she said I was allowed to paint the room.

"In here,"I say pointing to an empty spot on the bed.

"There we go."

"Thanks,I guess."

"You're welcome,angel."

"Don't call me that!"I snap,walking back to the car.

"Of course,love."

I keep quiet and finish unpacking my stuff.When I'm done,I go to Michal's room and help him.He thanks me and I got to my balcony with my iPod.I'm jamming to Eminem,rapping under my breath.

"Are you listening to my music?"Cody asks,startling me.I gasp,having a mini heart attack.Cody chuckles.

"I bet you're secretly a fan,and you just won't admit it."

"Wrong,I never listen to your music."

"Prove it,"Cody whispers,stepping closer to me,"Prove you're not madly in love with me."

"Kay."

"Nothing?You won't even move closer?"

"Nope."

I show him my iPod and that his songs have never been played and on YouTube he checked the history.Again,nothing that had to do with him.He sighed.

"Might I ask how you got here?"I ask.

"My balcony is right across from yours,see?"Cody points to his balcony.I mentally curse,mad that I had to get this room.

"Okay well,you can go now."

"But I don't even have your number!"he protested.

"That's a relief."

"HEY!"

"Good night Cody."

"Can I at least get a hug?"

"Ugh,fine."

He walks over and wraps his arms around me.He sighs and nuzzles his head into my neck.My head goes into his neck,as my head has no other choice.Cody smells of cookies and cream,a delicious smell.I find myself not getting enough of it.That's when I notice Cody still hasn't budged.

"You can let go now."

"Oh,urm,yeah,"Cody blushes,letting go and climbing over my balcony to get to his.

"Can we be friends,at least?"he calls from his balcony.

"Maybe."

"We're going to hang out tomorrow,whether you like it or not."

"Whatever."

I turn around and walk to my bed,instantly falling asleep.I really hoped I wouldn't see Cody tomorrow.

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Hey guys.I changed Hailee Steinfield to Nicole Anderson.So sorry if it confuzzles you,but Nicole Anderson seems much easier to fall in love with,her features are better and she fits into the story perfectly.So,I need a cover,LOL.

~Princess