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

Chapter 13

Authors Note Thingy:

OMFG IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!! AND IT'S ONLY NOVEMBER!!! AGGHHH!! WHAT KIND OF SORCERY IS THIS?!

now that I'm done terrifying you, I bring you back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Which is pretty much as bad as that huh?

The bake sale was horrible yesterday. I don't even wanna talk (or write ) about it.

When it was over we were walking back to the Robotics room and we passed my science teacher. He asked how the sale went and while everyone else said "fine" or "good" I said "it was horrifying! Dont lie!"

So yeap.

Rant at the bottom.

Dedication- my friend Mariah. Just cause I fucking felt like it.

ON WITH THE

CRAPTER!!!!

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Wait. A. Flip. Flabbing. Second. She. Knows. The. Songs. Are. About. Her. This is how I die! Agggghhhhhh! I facepalm. Stupid stupid Greyson! She isn't an idiot, she's not clueless! Jess would certainly realize the songs were written about her! I mean, she knows me better than anyone else on the planet! Who else would they be about anyways?! My mom?! Well I love my mom and all but... Ewwwwwwwww!

"And ya know what hurts the most about hearing them?" she asks darkly, her eyes watering ever so slightly "If you really wanted to be with me in the tire swing, then you would've grown a pair and called. Anything would've been better than popping up unannounced" she says, the hurt filling her eyes "and I'm not the only one dude. What about Colton? Or your 'Little London Girl' hmmm?" Whaaaaa...? I thought she said she knew the songs were about her. Well, obviously not 'Unfriend You', that ones about Lauren, but Little London Girl is about her too. And Home Is In Your Eyes. And Take a Look at me Now. And basically every other song I've written. Ever. I mean, I even sang Paparazzi with her in mind! "Do you have any idea how much you've hurt us all?" she questions, hurt slicking her voice, snapping me out of my thoughts. She jumps us from her position and grabs her phone, tapping a few buttons before shoving it in my hands, folding her arms against her chest, her eyes now filled with fire. "Answer it" she says in the authoritative tone she uses when she wants, no tells, me to do something.

"Jello?" a husky voice says from the other side, sounding like someone who's just woken up. "Jess you better have a good reason for calling me at freakin' 4 in the morning" he grumbles through the sound of him shifting on the sheets of his bed. "Colton, is that you?" I say, not bothering to hide my excitement. "No shit Sherlock" he says, I can tell he's rolling his eyes. Jeez, Jess really rubbed off on him huh? "And your voice sounds weird! Oh jeez are you sick?! I'll get Riley, we'll be over in 20" he says, panic shining through his voice as he shuffles around. Who the heck is Riley? I'll ask Jess about it later... "Umm no!" I squeal out, admittedly sounding girly there for a second. Obviously confusing him because he lets out a "Huh?"

"It's actually Greyson. Uh ya know. Greyson Chance?" I say while awkwardly scratching the back of my head, hoping he'll remember me. If he doesn't, then dang this'll be awkward as hell. "Grey!" he says happily, before he obviously clamps a hand over his mouth, remembering its only 4 in the morning back in Edmond, and he doesn't wanna wake up his parents or siblings.

****** le minor time skip****** ;p

"Bye" I called, hanging up the final call, looking up to a smug looking Jess. On her rampage she had forced me to call every single one of her contacts, including people I don't even know and a pizza place back in Edmond. That was an interesting conversation...