Jody Bimpson. (Justin Bieber + Cody Simpson)

Memory Lane.

Cody's POV

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I slammed my laptop down and headed to my master bathroom.

I turned on the water and waited for it to fill up.

Once it finally did, I stripped and hopped in the boiling hot water.

I fought back a scream, as my body got use to the burning water.

I started to relax my body, and my breathing began to calm an eventually come to a slow steady pace.

"Who is it!?" Alisha's voice shouted over the loud voices coming inside of the food court, we were at the mall.

I looked down.

"Cody!" She whined.

I sighed.

"Look over there." I said motioning my head to a table 3 rows ahead of us, it was some of the popular kids at school.

"It's one of the sluts?" She questioned, wrinkling up her nose.

I rolled my eyes playfully at her.

"She's not that bad..." I said trailing off, staring at the back of  Mickie's head.

"Whatever." She mumbled, while chewing on some Wendy's fries.

They started getting up, and heading towards us.

"They're coming over! Play it cool." I hissed at Alisha, that was still eating like a dog.

"Aw, you poor thing...mommy and daddy don't feed you?" Allison mocked.

"That's enough." I said, getting up.

She merely looked at me and continued to mock Alisha.

I stopped listening because, Mickie was staring right at me...in fact she was smiling?

I finally gained some balls and walked towards her.

"Hey."  I said calmly.

"Hi, Cody." She said, still smiling.

We only had one class together...an I'm a nobody in that class, how could she know my name?

"What brings you to the mall?" I asked.

"Dress shopping." She replied, nodded down to the bags in her hands.

"For what?" I asked.

"A party...my party." She replied.

"Oh, have fun." I said, trying to leave because I wasn't even invited. 

"Here's my address, and bring your little friend." She said motioning to a now crying Alisha.

"I will." I smiled and walked away to get Alisha.

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"HOW COULD YOU? WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LEAVE ME, FOR THAT HOE!?" Alisha screamed in between sobs.

It's been almost an hour since we've left the mall and she is still crying.

"I'm really sorry." I repeated for the 100th time.

"Save it!" She said, wiping her tears and plopping down on my bed.

I sighed, and walked to my closet.

I came out like this:

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"You like?" I asked,while sticking my butt out trying to walk like a model.