Little Indian Gossip

A Phantom Stallion FF

By: wolflover97

Sam was heading to see Jake. He was staying at his grandpas till his parents and brothers came back from Las Vegas. She drove towards the Reservation with the radio blasting. Country Boy rang out from the speakers.

Sam pulled up at the Reserve not long after. She stepped out of her red Chevy and slammed the door shut as she took in the scene of the Reserve. Small boys ran around in deer skin pants. Laughter rang out from their mouths as they chased each other. Women old and young were cooking and cleaning hides. Men were eating meat and joking around. It was peaceful here. She walked over to Mac's tent and yelled out,

"Mac, is Jake around?"

"Yeah, hi Sam, he's hiding." Came the muffled reply.

Hiding, why was Jake hiding? She thought to herself.

Then Mac came out, his gray hair was slicked back and he was wearing a deer skinned outfit.

"Jacob, come on out." He yelled at the tent.

"Awww, Grandpa, you gave away my cover." Came Jake's muffled whine.

"Out!" Mac yelled.

"I don't want to!" Jake yelled back. "I look like a clown." He added.

"You do not look like a clown, you look like an Indian." Mac sighed.

"Even worse." Jake said.

"Jacob, now!" Mac said.

It was silent for a minute.

"Fine, but if I die from embarrassment, you are so not going in my will." Jake said with a sigh.

Then Sam saw a brown moccasin step out from the tent, the deer skin pants, a tan muscled chest and then Jake's face.

(Sam POV)

Jake looked like a real Indian, like, an Indian warrior, and holy cow did he have abs. I never looked at Jake as cute, or hot, or even handsome but whoa, did he ever. His face held an expression of nothing but disgust. He didn't like to talk about his Indian heritage and now he had to wear it.

"Hey Sam." He said quietly.

"Um, h-hi J-J-Jake." I stuttered then gave a cheeky smile.

Nice going genius.

He raised one black eyebrow at me. Aw, he looked so cute.

Yea, adorable, now he just has to ask you out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ask out, this is Jake we're talking about here.

Oh you know you like him.

Do not!

Do to, I know it!

And how would you know!

I'm part of your mind.

Oh.

Yea.

"Uh, Sam?

Shut it, he's talking.

Ugh.

"Sam?"

"Huh, oh yeah."

"Are you ok?" He chuckled and gave her that lazy tomcat smile.

I hate that smile.

Only because you think its absolutely adorable.

I hate you.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

(Normal POV)

Mac smiled knowing his work was done. Sam had never realized how much she loved Jake. Jake was always careful around love. He loves Sam, but always brushes that feeling of butterflies in his stomach off.

Mac simply helped them along. They needed to find love in each other. Now, of course Mac wanted Jake to marry a girl from the Reserve but he also wanted Jake to be happy and have love in his life. He walked away from the two teens to give them some privacy.

(2 hours minutes later)

Mac was walking back to the tent. Jake and Sam hadn't shown up for some time now and he was getting worried. Knowing those two, they probably started fighting. He rounded the corner just to jump right back. He peeked his head back over to confirm what he saw, it was confirmed.

There was Samantha Forster with her lips attached to Jacob Ely's. Her arms were locked around his neck. Now, Sam wasn't the only one, Jake had his arms wrapped around her small frame, one hand on the small of her back, and one in her hair.

Mac smiled at the teenagers. They finally got the guts to do something. Mac was happy, they were almost certainly together. He walked away with a mission. And one mission only.

…..Gossip…