Chapter 21

-Cassie's POV-

I was probably sitting there for about an hour. I didn't get up until I heard a voice next to me.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Came the soft voice of Cody. I turned my head.

"Never mind me, what about you, mate?"

"Detention for my phone accidentally ringing in the middle of class." He said it nonchalantly. I giggled. I wiped some tears from my cheeks.

"Emma Morris said some really nasty things to me."

"Like what?!" Cody said.

"She said I was a looser, that I was stupid and ugly."

"What did you do about it?!"

"I told her I was loads more prettier on the inside than her. Then the bell rung and she left."

"You're far from ugly." Cody said to me. I guess I could take his word for it because he met so many girls during his career.

"I can't believe she said that to you!" Cody cried, outraged. We got up and walked out of the hall. We left the school and walked down the sidewalk that lead to home.

Finally, I broke the silence. "You're gonna learn how to drive this weekend." I said.

Cody laughed.

"No, I'm dead serious, like a chicken." Cody stopped. We both knew when someone was serious when they talked about a chicken.

"But you know my dilemma!" Cody said at last.

"Pft, you have plenty other of dilemmas!" I cried.

"If I can stand up to Emma, then you can drive."

Cody didn't respond. I could tell that he felt hopeless.

"Whatever." He said at last. I smiled. Now we were getting somewhere! (No pun intended hehe.)

So the next day we started. I sat inside the car in the back passenger seat. I didn't know how to drive-I was only 15, but Cody's mum did. She sat in the passenger seat. It was flipped in Wales. We drove on the other side of be road than Americans.

"Ok, hands at ten and two" said Cody. He gripped the steering wheel. He turned on the ignition. I could tell that he was nervous.

"Your doing fine sweetie." Said Mrs. Markson. Cody gulped. I caught his eye in the review mirror. I winked. Cody took his eyes off me and looked over the dashboard. He backed out of the driveway. He changed the car to forward, and slowly, made his way down the street.

"For God's sake, Cody, this street is emptier than the distance between us and Mars!" Cody turned around in his chair.

"You what?!" He stammered. Just then, we were interrupted by a click. We all turned our heads to the left. There was a giant white van with men holding up cameras.

"Oh geez." Cody groaned. He swiveled the car down the alleyway where we almost died. Cody pressed harder on the gas. He was probably going 25 mph.

"Ok, take a right at the next traffic light." Said Mrs. Markson. The van was at our heels. I got a little scared. Slowly, Cody sped up. He took the right at the traffic light. The light turned red.

"Oh thank goodness." Said Cody. I thought I was gonna have to-"

Beep!

I turned my head to look outside the window. At least 50 vans started to surround us.

"CRAP!" Cody cried. He pounded his horn. The vans were almost in a complete circle around us. I looked up in the mirror, and saw Cody smirk. Oh no.

He slammed the gas pedal, and we shot out of the circle like a cannon ball being blasted out of a cannon. I read the speedometer. It said that we were going 100 miles an hour!

"Cody!" I cried. "Are you nuts?!"

"This is turning into a high speed chase!" Screamed his mum.

"Call nine one one!" Cody cried. His mum did so.

We were swerving around corners and speeding down alleyways. The vans couldn't keep up with us. We were driving for about ten minutes, when we reached the police station. We had only a matter of minutes before the vans came along.

"Quick!" Cody's mum said. "Cody, get in the trunk and put the blanket over yourself." Cody climbed back. When I saw his face, he gave me a look of terror. I helped him into the trunk with the blanket covered.

"Cassie, sit up here." Said Mrs. Markson. She switched to the driver's seat and I moved into the passenger seat.

The vans came up right next to us. Lads and women came out and pounded the window. I felt scared. Finally, a policemen came out. He made us roll down the window.

"What's going on?" He asked. People came up to the window and shoved microphones in our faces.

"I dunno." Said Mrs. Markson. "I was out driving with my neighbor here. I was taking her to the chocolatier to get some birthday candy for her mom, when we got surrounded by all the paparazzi."

"Aren't you Cody's mom?" A lad said. It was Ryan Harvey. How does he find us so fast?

"Yea, so?" said Mrs. Markson. Ryan shut his mouth.

"Everyone move out, or I will be forced to arrest y'all." Said the police officer. When everyone left, he faced Mrs. Markson. "I'm sorry." He said. "If you ever need anymore assistance, please call me, not 911, okay?"

"Yes, thank you." Said Mrs. Markson as the policeman handed her his card. He walked back into the building.

"You can come back out now, dear." Said Mrs. Markson. "I'll drive us home." I watched Cody jump over the headrests of the back seat, and buckle up. He sighed. We drove home in silence.