Cody and Sam are BEST FRIENDS---
clip of Cody and Sam, talking to each other.
What happens when they BOTH want to be MORE than that?
clip of Cody asking Sam to the dance.
Will they be TOGETHER after all this time?
clip of Cody and Sam about to kiss on the dance floor.
Or will the esence of FEAR keep them APART?
clip of Sam yelling to Cody, "Afraid?! Afraid of WHAT?"
Once Upon A Time---
A Cody Martin Story. and a JULiA fanfiction.
Hey everyone! I hope all of you love this fanfiction---my FIRST Cody fic. Reviews would be loved.
it's all for you guys----------xoxo, JULiA
I admit—I'm a tomboy, and my best friend in the whole world just happens to be a guy. I don't really know exactly how Cody and I became friends, but we have, and we're the best of friends, after a whole year of hanging out together.
I guess it started the day I moved into the Tipton, where Cody and his twin brother, Zack, live with their mom. After I rigged the front doors, I guess Zack and I became friends. But, in the end, I connected more with Cody than I did with Zack, even though Zack and I are still friends.
I think I've always had a little crush on Cody, in the back of my mind, you know, a soft spot for him and I'd do anything for him. I don't think about it much, but I have something for him. I don't know what it is about him, but I kinda like something that he has in his personality. Plus, he's kinda cute too. That's not a bad thing either. But I know that he doesn't like me like that. It's guaranteed 100 percent fact.
Ever since I've met him, this past year, he's been out on dates with about 6 girls. Some of them turned into girlfriends, and some were a one time thing for him. It was creepy, but I wanted to be that girl on his arm that night. I know, it's stupid and crazy. Don't worry; I'm not an axe murderer or something like that.
But anyway, I think you'll want to get to the story now, after my forever long rant. I tend to do that a lot. So, here's the story, well, actually, it's MY story. It's about how Cody and I---oh never mind, just READ IT. And I promise to stop doing this ranting thing.
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The room was dark tonight. Cody and I are sitting on the couch in the suite he lives in with Zack and their mom. Zack is in his room, talking to his latest girlfriend on the phone, and their mom is doing a singing show in the lounge. So, it's just me and Cody, in a dark suite, with a horror movie.
I know, I know, it might SOUND romantic and everything, but you're wrong. It's so far from that. Cody is more scared than I am about the murderer that's in little Jimmy's closet. I even laughed a couple of times; no, not at the movie, at Cody.
I kept on eating piece after piece of the heavily buttered popcorn. We had probably the biggest bowl EVER filled with 2 bags of popcorn. When the murderer popped out of Jimmy's closet, before I knew it, the huge plastic bowl was flipped over and popcorn was everywhere. I bet you can't guess who did it either. Hah, yah, it wasn't me, it was Cody.
"Cody! Chill, it's a movie. Plus, that murderer isn't even scary, and he's the worst actor in the history of scary movies." I said, laughing a little bit, in-between my words that I was saying to him. I flicked the popcorn off of my lap, onto the couch, next to Cody.
He looked over to me, trying to pick up all of the popcorn. "Sorry Sam. And you're wrong. This actor is a very convincing guy." He said to me, shaking while picking up the little pieces off the space on the couch that was in-between the two of us. I picked up a few, and threw them into the bowl, just because I felt sorry for him.
Zack came out of his room, slamming the door and walking in stride, as he always does. "Hah, I could have sworn I heard a girl screaming in here." He looked down to me and laughed a little bit, as I picked up little cornels of popcorn.
I smiled my sarcastic smile up to him, and then pointed my index finger to Cody. "Hah, it was all HIM." I giggled a little bit, under my breath at how sarcastic Zack and I were being about this. Cody and I were best friends, but sometimes he was just way crazy about things.
I got up off the couch, and then said, "I gotta go. I told my mom I'd be home by 10. I'll see you guys at school Monday." I walked out of the suite, with this feeling inside of the pit of my stomach. It was something I haven't ever felt before. I mean, even though Cody was more scared than me, I felt something. He was something else, something special.
Don't get me wrong, he's my best friend and everything, which will probably never change with us. He just looked so cute tonight…WAIT. What am I saying?! He's CODY MARTIN. I'm not supposed to like him. I mean, I farted in front of him once. And you know, you don't do that I front of the people you like.
WAIT---did I just say I liked Cody? Ok, so I have a soft spot for him, I'll admit that to you. But, LIKE him like THAT? Whoa, I've never thought about it. But, he's cute, and smart and funny, and he's just so amazing. Ok, I admit it now. I like Cody, but is that so wrong to do?