“You did good, I'm so proud of you!” My older sister, Eleanor, congratulated me.[A/N: Yes I do know Eleanor is an only child, but it will make sense later, I promise!;)]
“Really? I was so nervous. I can't believe I got FOUR yes! Oh my God, El! Do you know what this means?” I was like screaming.
“Bootcamp!!” We both yelled together, and she hugged me.
“Let's go celebrate!” She said. I knew what she had it mind. I knew her better than anyone.
“Starbucks?” She nodded, with a smile.
“You know me so well!” We linked arms, and walked out of the stadium.
As we were leaving, I bumped into a guy with curly brown hair, who had made it through as well, I think his name was Harry, but I wasn't sure.
“I'm so sorry!” I exclaimed.
“It's all good.” He smiled. He was pretty cute. “You're Cody, right?”
“Yeah, Harry, is it?” He nodded.
“You were fantastic out there, you know.” He winked. I smiled.
“You were too bad yourself!” He laughed.
“Well, Cody, I guess I'll see you at bootcamp next week?”
“I guess you will.” I smiled, as did he.
“See you then, Beautiful.” He said, as he flashed a smile and walked off.
“He seems cheeky.” El said. I rolled my eyes. He was adorable, and he had amazing emerald green eyes, which he used to look into your eyes, while you spoke. This kid, was perfection.
“You say that like it's a bad thing.”
“He just seemed to cheeky to be trusted, you know?”
“Um...No?” She rolled her eyes.
“He looked like a player, be careful.”
“Thanks, but I can take care of myself.” I said and sat down in her car.
As soon as we stepped out of the car, a load of flashes went off and I nearly went blind.
“Cody, is it true that you made Simon Cowell cry?”
“Yes, is it?”
“Simon himself won't admin it, but the other judges did. Please confirm.”
“Is this your mom?” I laughed at that one.
“No, she's my sister.” I said.
“Cody, over here!”
“Cody!”
El and I ran into Starbucks, and since our friend's mum managed this one, she locked all the paps out.
“Cody...I never knew...” Jenny said.
“Neither did I...” El said, rubbing my arm. I pulled back.
“I ment to keep it that way.” I said, looking down.
“You could've told me...”El said.
“No, I couldn't have, it was a secret and secrets are ment to be kept.” I said, calmly, and walked into the kitchen.
“Babe, you killed it!” My best guy friend, Noah exclaimed to me.
“I tried!” I said, smiling.
“The usual?” I nodded.
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“...And coming in at number one's most talked about TV show of the week, is X-Factor, but not because of Simon's WONDERFUL personality, but the story of a young girl, Cody Calder. The young girl stole the hearts of the judges when she told her incredible story to the world. The young artisit hasn't spoken to that paps ever since, but we have a feeling that her story, goes deeper than this. I'm Debra Mitchel, coming from you live from Down Town London, back to you, Mark.”
I turned the TV off. It was my dream to be know, and I was getting it. This is my time to shine, and they can't take it away from me. Because, like I said before, this is the part of me, that your never gonna ever take away from me.
I had two days before I head back to the X-Factor Studio for boot-camp. Was it insane that I couldn't get that curly haired boy out of my head? Ugh. He seemed freaking perfect.
“Cody, I have another photoshoot, wanna come?” El yelled from down stairs.
“No thanks, I'm gonna start packing.”
“Alright, I'll try and get you some cute clothes for you to take.”
“That won't be necessary!” I replied.
“I'm your older sister and you will accept what I give!” She yelled. I rolled my eyes, I love El for the weird things she does for me.
“You're going to be late!” I pointed out.
“Bye!” She yelled and I heard the front door slam.
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Sorry, these few chapters are kind of skippy, but the next ones won't be! I promise! So, does anyone have any predictions, comments, questions, opinions? PLEASE let me know what you think and remember to vote and become a fan of me! It would mean to much! I love you all!!
~Lex<3
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