~*Sam*~
Munch. Munch. Munch.
I was standing in the school hall (I swear, this place gives me da chills!) munching on my perfect cooked ham.
Suddenly, Carlotta walked up to me.
"Hey." She smiled.
I was way too tangled up in my ham. "Hawoo!" I managed to say with a mouth full of ham. Well, I don't want to swallow it first!
Carly then pushed me in a corner, smirking brightly, making me almost drop that delicious ham of mine.
"Woah, not cool, Shay!" I told her, finally facing her.
She rolled her eyes. I dived into my ham once more.
"Could you please get your face outta that ham! I need to tell you something AMAZING!" Carly rambled excitedly.
I sighed. "Fine," I put the ham down. "What is it that makes you go all woogy-woogy?" I gestured with the ham in my hand.
Carly giggled. "It'll make you go even more woogy-woogy than me, trust me!"
My eyes shot up. "You've bought Momma tape and fatcakes?" My hand found its way to the region of my heart and placed itself on it. I think I'm gonna tear up!
Carly gave me a weirded-out frown but I ignored it. "Now you make Momma go all emotionally.." I told her, wiping a non-existent tear from my eye.
"WHAT? No!" Carly hissed. "Tyson, the hot Tyson wants to ask you out! He asked me to ask your for a date for him, cause he was afraid you would break him a finger.. Or two fingers."
Clever boy! "..Or his thumbs." I added, nodding.
Carly nodded quickly, grinning like she was grinning for her live. "What do you say?"
"Uhm.." I wasn't really sure. Before I could even think of something to say, Carly spoke again.
"Say 'yes'!" She insisted, getting suddenly more serious.
I took a bite of my ham to gain time. Carly gave me a look.
Somehow I had to think about Benson. For the simple reason, that we took a break from our relationship. Are we allowed to meet other people, or am I breaking an unspoken rule here? Plus, we said those three words to each other. No, not 'School Is Out'. (which is kinda cool too, by the way.) 'Lunch Is Ready' is super awesome too.
"Sam, pretty please! He's great!" I saw Carly begging with her hands folded together, starring down at me.
"There are a whole lot other great guys waiting for Momma, ya know." I answered, hoping she would get the message.
"Yeah," Carly slowly said. "But this great guy want to invite you to a fancy restaurant for this Saturday." She explained slowly, looking deep into my face.
'Fancy Restaurant' was the cause for my sudden change of mind.
"Tell Tyler I'm in!" I smiled, walking away with my ham.
"His name's Tyson!" I heard her call after me.