Cody's P.O.V
My nice guy act isn't working. It won't matter who I act to be. Jade just doesn't want anything to do with me. So I've decided that's enough, no more downplaying it. I'll just be me, the real me. The one I was before all of this: the fame and the fighting. I'll be the same old nice and funny - though cocky - Cody.
Kelsie drove me home again today, while Jade and Nate rode together. Nate seems like an alright guy. But I don't think he's right for Jade. I wonder if they're going out. If not, then they sure act it. Honestly, Nate to me seems like the gay type.
And what's with Kelsie and James? Everyone around here are just so obvious with their feelings. It's like a bad reality show. I've been here not even a week and I'm already over the drama. The fans included!
I wish I could just go back in time, to where I was just Cody, and not some big hot shot, labeled everything that's not good. Like 'Party animal!' for instance. What parties? I sighed as I looked out the window. I really need to get away from my thoughts because I can feel a migraine coming on.
"Thanks for the ride, Kelsie." I told her and she nodded, a look of sympathy. "It gets better. Jade doesn't always hold grudges." She tried, and failed. "Yeah, you can forgive but you can never forget." I walked up into the house, giving Sal a hug as I did.
"How was your first half a day?" She grinned and I smirked. "The life." I lied. That's a sin. She laughed and I made my way upstairs. This is going to be one very long and pained few months. But as I said, I'm going to be just me, and see how that unfolds.
As I headed for my room I walked pass Jade's. I know I shouldn't... But her door is open, teasing me. And so I made my way in there. Wow, is it decorative. But the first thing that caught my eye was her wall of photographs. Better yet, the pictures where I was standing, laughing, jumping, swinging, playing, kissing, my best friend. My ex-best friend.
I made my way over there and I picked up the photo my mom had taken. Jade and I stood far away, over on the pier, but close enough that you could see our happy faces. I was holding her around the waist as I planted a big sloppy kiss on the outside corner of her mouth. She was laughing. We were fourteen, and both our families had gone on a picnic down by the lake near her old house. I smiled at the memory.
"You can keep it if you want." I heard her beautiful voice whisper. I turned around to see her by the door, her arms crossed. I looked back down at the photo before looking back up at her. She was heading for her en suite. She closed the door loudly and I sighed, sticking the photo back up.
I spotted another one and I felt my heart literally break. It was of Jade's dad, Jamie, and me. We had our arms around each other and we were laughing, standing in front of my Christmas tree. I missed him. So much. I got along so well with him, but Jade and Kelsie are right. I let fame get to me, and I ignored my best friend at a time when she needed me most. Mostly, I was disrespectful to Jamie.
I turned around and sighed. I really have to change.
Jade's P.O.V
I fell against the bathroom door quietly, listening to his breathing. How much I just want to get up and run to him, throw my arms around him and have the feel of my best friend back, you'll never understand.
But I can't do that. He hurt me badly, and I need to know that he's sorry before I can even think about really doing what I want to. I just hope he hurries, because the longer he makes me wait the more my heart hurts. I haven't once considered the option that he may not even reply, that he may not even want to be friends. I guess I just can't bring myself to think of the worst. But that's reality.
Suddenly he sighed and I heard him walking back out of my room. I wish he'd stay a while longer. Sighing myself, I got up and undressed for a shower.
