~BECKY'S POV~
Gay? They're gay? Well, Cody being a f*g doesn't surprise me, but Mike? MY Mikey?
No.
It can't be true. He must just be...confused. Yeah, that's right! He's confused.
I guess I'll just have to help him discover that he's straight after all.
Yeah...
Suddenly, Cody's mother rushes back into the room and hands her son an ice pack. My stomach grows tight as Mike takes over, holding the pack to the little faker's lip.
This is pissing me off.
"Uh, is there anything I could do to help?" I ask, and immediately Cody's cold eyes meet my own. I know he hates me just as much as I hate him.
Why?
Because he's nervous, obviously. I make him that way. He knows he'll lose to me.
"No. I'm fine now." Cody hisses. The male holding him by the waist sighs in relief and pushes his
