*Zoe's POV*
Hey guys it's Zoe and to be honest I have no idea how my life went from perfect to shit in all of three months. It was just a normal day I got up, had my normal banana and honey on toast, brushed my teeth and put on my skinny jeans and my I don't give a fuck about you T-shirt and through my hair in a messy ponytail. I rang Cody to let him know I was on my way. Walking out of the the apartment elevator with a kiss to my dog goodbye contemplating on what to get Cody for our two year anniversary gift. Half an hour passed and the screeching bell rang for 8:30. I walked into my physical education class and skimmed across the room searching for Cody. His hope blue eyes gazed at me as I walked to the empty seat next to him, his cracked lips parted as if he was about to say something but before he could utter a single syllable I quickly pressed my painted lips against his, mumbling a quick happy anniversary.
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The bell rang for lunch, the thought of dealing with Cody for a whole hour made my body internally ache; an annoyed expression graced my face as I continued the long and tiring walk from the gym to the canteen. A built figure was crossing the empty hallway outside the canteen. I instantly felt goosebumps caress my body leaving me to quiver with his every movement. A hot hand grasps my lower back, snatching my attention from the mysterious built figure. It was Cody. He was grabbing my lower waist tighter and tighter trying to get me to walk away but I was frozen. For the rest of the day the guy took over Cody's place. The thought of the stranger made several chills crawl up my spine every time. I remained distracted for the rest of the day. The nicotine smell stained my clothes, every breath was putting strain on my lungs. No matter what I tried the mysterious silhouette wouldn't leave my brain. Every time I tried to talk to Cody this wave of guilt would cloud my mind momentarily taking away the memory of the new kid. It felt good to let him leave my mind but I felt lost without it.
