You're Different (a Greyson Chance and Cody Simpson Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Author Note Thingy

OH MY FRUCKING GOD THEY PUT A CREATE THINGY ON THE WATTPAD APP! YEAH BUDDY! BEFORE IT WAS SOOOO MUCH WORK! I MEAN OPENING SAFARI, TYPING IN WATTPAD.COM, OPENING MY ACCOUNT, HITTING 'MY STORIES' OR WHATEVER IT'S CALLED 'CAUSE I FORGOT, CLICKING 'ADD NEW PART' AND THEN HAVING TO GO BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN NOTES AND WATTPAD COPYING AND PASTING THE ENDLESS SHITTY CHAPTERS! SO TIME CONSUMING AND WELL DOWNRIGHT BORING!

Anyways now that I'm done gushing about the new Wattpad update, it's time for my annual dedication thing a ma bobber (I can't tell you how many times I had to re type 'ma' in without auto correct changing it to 'may' or 'am')

And it is @karylle07 here on the glorious time consuming app that made me even more anti social than usual. Why you might ask, while eating the god given nectar called 'Nutella'. Well, simply 'cause she reminded me to update and asked me to update and I FREAKING FELT LIKE IT! Sorry if I'm being bi polar, cramps........ -_________-'

Anyways on with the regular shit (another rant will be placed at the bottom, as usual)

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Weeks have passed since my performance. When I came into school the next Monday morning, suddenly everyone wanted to be my friend. Well, except for Justin of course. I had posted the video on YouTube so Jess could see it. I texted her as soon as I put it up. She was proud to say, she was the first to 'like' it. I never told her or about than blond. I didn't tell anyone. I had a feeling she'd be mad at me for throwing away the girls number. I can practically hear her saying 'What other way am I gonna find out where she lives so I can bitch slap her?'. I smile thinking about my overprotective friend.

"OMG! OMG! Aren't you that kid from the festival?! Greyson Chance?!" I hear a feminine voice say from behind me. I hear her snap her gum loudly. Turning around I envelope Jess in a hug. "Fooled ya, didn't I say?" she says with a smirk when I let go. "Maybe" I mumble before linking arms with her and hurrying off to Honors Math.

I rub my eyes, attempting to pay attention as Ms. Simons drones on about Algebra. I have no idea how I'm so good at math, considering I pay no attention in class. I look to my left. Jessica is sitting there, taking notes quietly like the goody two shoes she is as school. I feel my phone start vibrating in my pocket. Usually when I get a text in class, it's from Jess, but I can tell this time it's not.

Glancing up to make sure she's not looking, I take my phone out of my pocket. I look down at it, reading the text from my mom. It says 'call me, it's important!' Oh god. What did I do this time. I haven't talked back to a teacher for like a whole 4 days. For me, that's a new record. I excuse myself from class, saying I need to use the restroom. Jess shoots me a worried glance. I never use the bathrooms at school. I mean, come on, have you seen those things?!?! A guy has to have his standards!

**** One extremely dreaded walk to the bathroom later *insert dramatic music here and ignore the fact I just sneezed on my ipod*

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"Hello?" I say into my phone after dialing mom. "Greyson? Greyson! You're going to be on the Ellen Show in a couple weeks!" huh?! "She saw your video and wants you on her show!" my mom squealed into the phone. "Uhh okay! I gotta get back to math" I tell her before hanging up. This is unreal! I feel like screaming! So that's what I did. I got a dirty look from a kid coming in to use the bathroom, but I don't care! It's Elle DeGenres!

I skipped back to class, trying to put on a straight face but failing. I walked in as calmly as I could and took my seat next to Jess. She raised an eyebrow at me as if to say 'WTF?!' and slid me a note. I opened up the random piece of paper and read the note. "You're coming to the hospital with me today right?" I nod in response and impatiently wait for class to end.