Georgian Superstar

Chapter 1 - Cody

One clear, starry night we were all hanging out by a bonfire. It was me and my brothers, the Aldean boys, Betty, who was my best friend, and a guy, Cody. We were all pretty good friends, except Cody. Nobody really knew him. We'd all seen him at school, or around town, but we never hung out with him, and we never saw him hang out with anyone. We didn't know why, he looked like a normal guy. Actually, like a guy who would be popular. But he definitely wasn't.

Betty was my best friend since second grade. We met each other while playing on the teeter-totter at school. Since the day her older brother, Josh, flung me high off the teeter-totter we stuck together trying to find a way to get back at him. Jessica was quite outgoing, thankfully. If she wasn't I doubt we'd ever have become friends. Honestly, I can't picture my teen years without her.

"Yo! Cody. Come here. Come hang out with us." Betty yelled out from her front porch as Cody rode his bike past.

"What? Why?" He asked, quite surprised.

"Eh, I don't know. You just look lonely."

"Yeah, come on, Cody." Jason encouraged.

Even though Betty was outgoing and sometimes obnoxious, she was kind and caring.

Cody slowly rode his bike up her driveway. He then kicked his rusty kick-stand down and walked up to the porch. We were all staring into the colorful flames when he blurted out,

"Ha, Angela. Look at your shirt."

"What about it?" I looked down to see my thrift store shirt. Sure, I wasn't up to date in styles because my family wasn't rich, but my shirt wasn't that ugly.

"It's so out of style." He smirked back.

"Yeah. So what? You don't seem to be a fashion queen in those cut-offs."

He looked down like he knew he'd been beat. But beat in what? It wasn't a competition, just an awkward conversation. Nobody around Rockyville was rich. We were all "thrift store clothes" kind of people. Except the mayor.

"What the heck do you care about her clothes, Cody?" Jason stood up to defend me.

"I-I-I don't know." He whispered.

"Yeah. What's your problem anyway? You're always mean. We invited you up here to be nice. You're always alone and by yourself. Now I know why. I guess you take advantage of the fact you're the mayors nephew."

Josh came out onto the front porch because of all the ruckus, "Is everything alright?" He looked down at Betty looking for her answer.

"No. Cody was just making fun of Angela's shirt." She looked up at him.

"Oh," he looked over at Cody, "I see. Well I think maybe Cody should go. It's late anyway. Momma was about to have y'all come in anyway."

Cody took the queue and left immediately without saying goodbye.

Then me, my brothers, and the Aldeans said bye to Betty and Josh and rode home on our bikes.

Seth, Tom, Jimmy, and Max went up to Max's front door and talked. Jason stayed back on the road by me.

"Hey, Jason, thanks for sticking up for me." I looked at him and smiled.

"Oh, it was no problem. Cody was just being stupid." He blushed a little.

"He was, but still, you didn't have to say anything. Anyway. I just want to say thanks."

"You're welcome, Angela." He smiled the cutest little smile, "You know, I wouldn't stick up for just anyone."

"Jason! C'mon!" Max yelled as he opened their screen door.

"See ya tomorrow. Hopefully." Jason said as he dropped his bike in the yard.

I smiled and waved bye. As I rode home with Seth and Tom I wondered what he meant when he said he wouldn't stick up for just anyone. Oh well, it doesn't matter. We're just friends, that's what he meant. Anyway, I don't care why, I'm just glad he did. He's a pretty good guy.

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