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Here's the next chapter. With love. ;P

Cody's POV:

16 weeks...

I woke late, stretching tall and yawning wide.

As I had a long, hot shower, I sung 'Macarena', also trying a few of the moves - what can I say? '94 was a great year - I was born, and the world rejoiced.

After bobby-pinning my hair into submission, I threw on some clothes and grabbed a juice box and Brunch bar before heading out the door.

Once I'd finished my bar and was out of the estate, I drank my juice, commiting the two-fingered gesture at Serenity - the fucked up Alsatian. Serves her right - I think whoever named her was going for irony.

As I passed Mr. Knox's place, I chucked my rubbish onto his manicured lawn - rebeliously, might I add. Take that, grumpy bastard.

I slipped into form class 10 minutes late, sitting next to Piper in the back row. She eyed my open-flannel-shirt-and-denim combo critically, but made no comment, thankfully for her face.

Lunch was not to my taste - thanks to Pipes, who read some study about babies craving the foods their mothers ate while pregnant with them. She's hoping Jellybean will go for celery, evidentally.

"Here," she said, handing me about a million tablets of vitamins and supplements.

I downed them with a swig of organic o'juice, wincing as the bitterness tinted my tongue.

Piper leaned forward. "You should really talk to Zach. As far as boyfriends go, he'd be perfect."

"Shaddup."

She took a bite of her vege burger - mmm... delicious - and chewed carefully, before swallowing. "Come onnnnnn..."

Rolling my eyes extensively, I rose to do her bidding.

I plopped myself in a seat across from Zach. "Piper says you like me. That true?"

"Might be."

"Is that because you think I'm more likely to put out cos' I'm knocked up?" I asked, pointing to my bump which was clearly visible under my white singlet, wrinkling my nose derisively. "Disgusting perv."

"It's definitely not. And I'm the perv now?" Zach raised an eyebrow. "Hey sexy? That mean anything to you? I felt so... violated. I felt like a piece of meat."

"Go cry in a corner then."

He grinned annoyingly. "You know what? I think I might."

He made no move.

"So you're a swanky trust fund baby from the 'burbs."

"And you're from the estate."

"Born and raised." I half-smiled, making a 'W' with my fingers. "West Side forever."

I adjusted my headband for a second, saying impulsively, "Take me out for dinner sometime. Somewhere greasy - Piper has me on a strictly healthy dietary regiment."

Zach bowed slightly. "Yes master."

I gave him a shove. "Isn't that what you want?"

"Okaaaaaay," he enounciated, as though taking me out was some kind of chore, though it isn't - obviously.

"Fine," I said, getting up. "I can tell when I'm not wanted."

Zach caught my arm. "Hey... wait."

I stopped.

"Burger King. I'll pick you up at 7."

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