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Cody

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Today was a Monday, I was drained of sleep as I'd got a train back to London from Sheffield late last night. During the Easter half term I went on tour with the boys. Well I stayed in hotels and took trains or airplanes to places. With the tour continuing, I sadly had to go back to school.

One of my favourite places we visited was Newcastle. It's such a beautiful city. Old buildings in the city centre were tall and beautiful. The multiple bridges going down the river that flows into the sea. I was in love with the city.

It's currently 8:45am and I'm in the sixth form common room. A place where everyone hangs out until the bells goes telling us we have to go to registration. I was sat on a comfy chair on my phone waiting for Sahara to arrive. Knowing her she'll probably be late.

I was looking through my camera roll at the photos and video I took at the concerts I'd been to. This Easter holidays were the best Easter holidays I'd ever had. I went to a few of the concerts with Sahara and we sang our asses off. I missed it already and the last time I was there was only yesterday.

"Sup perra," Sahara said happily as she fell back on the soft chair.

"Sup azada," I smirked.

"Did you hear about a new guy joining today?" She smiled as she leaned forward.

"I vaguely remember something about someone new joining us," I shrugged.

"He better be hot."

"You probably hooked up with someone last night," I said, whilst I playfully rolled me eyes.

I didn't judge Sahara for the amount of times she has sex, it was her life and whatever she did was her choice, not mine.

"What? He was good in bed," she shrugged.

She would also usually tell me about how good they were in bed and how big their penis was. She also told me if any of them had a kink and what pet names they like.

"Did he have a kink?" I smirked, knowing this is when she'd spill everything to me.

"He had a daddy kink. His dick was huge. He was definitely a dominant. I think I have a few bruises," she giggled.

"That's too much."

"You know I always tell you what happens," she smirked, "anyway back to the new guy."

"What about him?" I asked.

"If he's hot will you flirt with him?"

"It depends how different your definition of hot is to mine."

"Well," she started, "Luke was cute, but not hot in my standards. I personally think you need to step up your game."

"Offensive," I scoffed.

"I'm just saying," she said, putting her arms up in defence, "well he's hotter now than when you were dating him."

"Can we stop talking about Luke please?"

"One last thing. His hair is better now."

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