Cody was sure his life's going to look like that: beatings, bullying, no peace, no smile, just tears.

After moving with Danny, he never felt more awful. Every day he was called names, laughed, scared almost to death. But he was strong. Stronger than he thought. He still was a great student, but slowly his interest in school decreased. He needed to find something better. After another argument with his roommate, he went strictly to London. Found a bus to the city and in 30 minutes he was under one of the bridges. Alone, scared and hungry.

- My 15 years old life sucks. I just wish I can go –he sighed. It started to rain and wind was howling. It was really cold.

- Auntie, thank you so much for taking me here. I was really done with tornadoes and whole this farm shit. I can't thank you enough for everything –

- Sweetie, you don't have to. You know you are my favorite niece and my goddaughter. I'd do anything for you

- Thanks. If you don't mind, I'm gonna go for a walk

- It's ok, call me if you get lost

- Bye

- Bye honey.

Half an hour later, Cody was still under the bridge. Weather hasn't changed a bit.

- Excuse me, are you okay?

- Yes, I am.

- But it's raining and it's so cold. Why are you here?

- I felt like it's the safest place in the world right now

- Under the bridge? Are you kidding me? What will your parents do if they found you're not home?

- They won't do anything. I'm here by myself.

- What? You look like a 16 year old guy for me

- Fifteen actually.

- Right, where are your parents?

- My mom and brother are in Boston, my dad – I don't know. He's a singer, he probably has a concert somewhere right now

- Then why are you here?

- We used to live in a hotel, I mean me. My mom works there as a singer. My brother and I made some stupid things and the manager and the owner of the hotel kicked and deport me from USA. They were very mad at us, especially me. So I can back home in 6 years.

- Six years? You are going to be 21!

- I know. I go to private school very close to London, but people hate me out there. Bully me and everything. That's why I'm here. I'm tired of that.

- So why don't you talk with principal?

- Cause he knows the hotel owner – Mr. Tipton and he won't talk to me because the previous accidents.

- You need help. Hm what's your name?

- I'm Cody Martin, what's yours?

- Bailey, Bailey Pickett. I came from United States too, but from the Kansas.

- Wow, you guys have tornadoes?

- Yeah, that's why I moved out to my aunt. I'm tired of packing my things every day, cause I'm scared that tornado will hit our house and I lose everything

- I get it. That sucks, but we have each other right now.

- That's true. Can you give me your number? Maybe you could visit us sometime?

- Yeah, I could. Mine is 7986531265, yours?

- Here you go – 4515412312 – But your number is British? ( I know how it sounds, but I think about you know - He doesn't live in USA anymore, so he has to have an British number to have 'more' free calls there xd)

- Yes, yours?

- Mine too. Okay Cody, come with me. I know I told "maybe you could visit us sometime'', but now's a good time. You are hungry, cold and tired. Come on

- Thanks Bailey – as he said that, they left the bridge and called the taxi.