Told you all I'd complete it one day :)

I couldn't even begin to bear to leave this completely unfinished even if it was started almost seven years ago. I do still get emails on an almost monthly basis about my first fic baby. The entire story is now completed and I will be posting it, chapter by chapter, twice a week until it is all the way up. Thank you for the continued support.

Nothing has changed story wise. I've simply edited it up a bit. I went ahead and kept where I switched from third person to first person even though it kills me to do so. Also, I have not gone back and changed anything except punctuation and grammar mistakes. My writing style changes drastically within this story since I started it at 15/16 and I am no 2.5 weeks shy of 22. Please forgive those changes.

Heather

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"Stupid bitch!" Sam muttered walking into Kelly's where she worked with two of her best friends, Carly and Courtney.
Carly who was sitting on top of the counter, due to the lack of customers, looked up from the magazine she was reading.
"You're late…and who?" she asked, smiling.
"I know, I'm sorry." Sam apologized walking behind the counter. She let out a frustrated sigh and began hitting her head on the counter repeatedly.
"Ow!" Courtney said pulling on Sam's arm. "Who is making you cause yourself physical pain?" she asked as Carly got off the counter. Sam's dark hair fell over her face and she blew it back in aggravation. "Elizabitch. Who do you think? God, I mean it's bad enough I have to see her everyday with my ex boyfriend, but it's like she flaunts it in my fucking face. I mean I would love to just go after somebody she loves and flaunt the relationship in her face."
"Ah, honey. That won't happen. Sluts like her…they don't love, they conquer and destroy then move on to their next victim." Carly said sympathetically, "I mean look what she did to me and Jax, and Courtney and Nikolas. Men…they can't resist her. They know she's white slutty trash…weirdly, it's part of her appeal."
"Right," Sam said before leaning back and groaning. She actually stamped her foot in frustration.
"Wait…"Carly trailed off staring off into space and slowly beginning to grin like the cat who ate the canary.
"I think I might have a solution for you. But first, do you want to get back at Seth. I mean make him pay for ever making you feel like shit and making you want to," she gently glided Sam away from the counter, " give yourself brain damage."
"Yes," Sam answered automatically.
"Ok then." Carly said looking over at Courtney and smiling. "I think I may have a solution."
"You're not thinking…"Courtney asked smiling coyly.
"It depends. Are you willing to help out for the cause?" Carly asked. Sam glared at them as they spoke, completely ignoring her.
"Well, I am…"Courtney trailed off tapping her finger on her chin.
Sam looked between them and it slowly dawned on her what they were talking about.
"No, no way!"

"No." Jason Quatermaine said for the fifth time as he walked out onto the terrace of the Quatermaine mansion. He pulled a white shirt over his head before turning to turn his blue eyes on to Carly. She was his best friend and he would do almost anything for her…almost.
"Jason, please. I mean you have Courtney's blessing, what more do you need?" Carly begged.
"How about a different girl to help? If it were anybody else, maybe, but I am not…just, Carly, no. Not Sam."
"Sam needs revenge. She needs the pleasure of flaunting something in Elizabeth and Seth's face. Surely you understand that. Come on, Jas...barely anybody knows you and Court are dating and this could be perfect…Jasonnn." She pleaded.
"No." he said again, turning away from her. The sun caught his slightly spiky blonde hair and set off his profile. On anybody else it would have charmed them. Then again, on anybody else they would have stopped pestering after he said no the first time. Not Carly.
"Fine then. If you don't do this for me I'll tell everybody about the time I caught you playing with Emily's Barbie dolls."
"That's normal." He retorted.
"At fifteen?" she asked grinning, folding her arms over her chest.
"Hey that was three years ago. Nobody will care."
"Oh, maybe not by word of mouth. But what about when I print the pictures?"
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, I would dear friend. I'm willing to sacrifice you to the wolves we call our 'peers' if you don't help me with this."
He stared her up and down, trying to judge whether or not she would actually do it. She would. He could tell by that evil little gleam in her eye.
"I hate you." He said engulfing her into a hug to show he was joking.
"Yes, I know. I am so horrible!" she kidded hugging him back.
"Knock knock." Courtney said standing by the sliding door.
"Hey." Carly said unwrapping herself from Jason. "Where is our favorite sulking princess?"
"She's in the car, still sulking and refusing to come inside."
"See?" Jason smiled. "My job is done. I can't help if she doesn't want it."
"Oh, she wants it. She just doesn't know it yet."

"You have got to be kidding me." Sam yelled as she looked out the driver's window of her Black 05 mustang convertible. There, walking up the Quatermaine driveway, were Seth and Elizabitch. Sam slammed open the door to her car and stood up angrily.
"Why on Earth could you be here?" she yelled. They both turned to her in surprise. The surprise turned to glee on Elizabeth's face.
"Well, hello Samantha. What are you doing here?" she asked putting a hand on a trim hip. Liz was pretty, Sam would give her that. Decked in blue jeans and a red 'wife beater' top she was the look of casual. Bitch.
"I came to see…um…"
"Come on, spit it out." Elizabeth snapped.
"To see…um…" she stalled again. NO! She would not resort to this! NO NO NO NO NO!
"My boyfriend." Damn! Her mouth betrayed her brain AGAIN!
"You have a boyfriend? Here? Who is he? The cooks son?" she sneered.
Before she got a chance to open her mouth and retort the door opened and out stepped Jason, Carly, and Courtney.
"Hey babe," Jason said wrapping an arm around Sam's waist and pulling towards his chest.
Sam smiled slightly at Elizabeth's open mouth and discreetly pinched herself. She winced in pain. Yep, this was definitely happening and it had trouble written all over it.

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"The look on Elizabeth's face was priceless!" Carly exclaimed happily, pacing the Quatermaine living room. She couldn't stop smiling at Sam. Sam sat on the couch next to Courtney and smiled slightly.
"What's wrong?" Carly sighed, stopping in front of her.
"Carly, I didn't want to do this, remember?"
"Didn't you say that you wanted to get back at Elizabeth and Seth, no matter what the cost?"
"Yes, but,"
"And wasn't it you that said you wanted to flaunt a relationship in Elizabitches face?"
"Yes, but,"
"So, what's the problem?"
"The guy you choose!" Sam snapped standing up. "In case you didn't notice, we can't stand each other!"
"So what? It's not like you are actually dating him. You'll just go to public places, that Elizabeth just happens to be at, and you know. Act…couply."
"Please." Jason said, "I just wrapped my arm around her. I can't get much more couply than that…at least with her."
"Oh, thanks." Sam sneered.
"Not a problem." He said flopping down on the couch and putting his arm around Courtney.
"See? If he even touched me like that, I'd cringe."
"Look. Just give it a month. If you don't want to continue after that…don't. But. I think a month will be…ok… to make Elizabeth freak out some." Carly said looking at them both. "One month." She said holding up one finger, before clasping her hands to her chest. "Starting tomorrow."
"Fine," Sam said giving in and sitting down in the comfy chair. "What exactly are we supposed to do?" she asked Carly and Courtney. Courtney got up and stood next to Sam's chair. She hauled Sam up by the arm and dragged her over to Jason. "You can start by sitting next to each other." She said smiling. She moved away from them and stood next to Carly, who was surveying them.
"And taking some pictures." Carly said. "We need to convince people you have been together for awhile already. Ok," she said turning her attention directly from Sam, "You and Seth have been broken up for what? Three weeks?"
"You mean I caught him practically humping Elizabeth's leg outside of my favorite store? No, four weeks, three days and six hours…not that I'm counting."
"Ok, even better. We will say you and Jason have been dating for three weeks and three days. That left a week of mourning, so you don't come off looking like sloppy seconds." Carly said pointing to Jason.
"I agree. And for once, Carly is right. We do need pictures to prove to people that you have been 'dating.'" Courtney said wrapping an arm around Carly's shoulders.
"See, I have good ideas." Carly smiled brightly.
"Let's not push it." Courtney grimaced.

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"Come Monday, you two need to act couple like." Carly said as Courtney rearranged Sam In Jason's lap one more time. "Ok, guys. These are all really good. We just need a few more. Five tops." Carly said going through the ten she already had in her digital camera. "Seriously. Consider professional acting. In these you actually look like you like each other."
"Ha ha. Take the picture." Sam said cocking her head to the side and smiling.
"Bossy." She chided.
"You're about to see just how bossy I am if you don't take this picture." Sam snarled through her clenched smile.
"Ok, ok." Carly said focusing her camera on them. "One, two, three." She said seconds before the flash went off. "Ok. Go change shirts."
"Carly…"Sam complained. They had already changed their shirts four times.
"What?" Carly asked exasperated. "Those need to look like they were taken at different times."
"Yeah, cause nobody is going to notice that they were all taken in my living room?" Jason retorted.
"Hmm. You have a point there."Carly murmured. She glanced at outside the window, were the sky had gotten steadily darker as the afternoon had progressed. "Oh, I know! Let's go outside."
"Carly! It's about to rain!" Courtney said, staring at her incredulously.
"Good. Even better. Their first kiss can be in the rain." Carly smiled.
"Ok, you are freaking delusional." Sam snapped, "I am not kissing him!"
"Yeah, and my feelings mirror hers. I don't want to kiss her either." Jason cut in.
"Jason. It's ok if you do. I know I have nothing to worry about." Courtney smiled sweetly.
"That's not the problem at hand. I don't want to kiss her."
"How about holding her in the rain? Oh oh! Or an almost kiss! Like The Notebook. Aww. Yeah! Do that. Except you guys don't have to come inside and screw after we take the picture."
"I agree. Because we're not kissing." Sam said folding her arms over her chest.
"I said an almost kiss. As in we make people believe that the picture was taken right before the kiss. Is that alright with you oh so picky picky people?"
"I don't know…"they said together before looking at each other in surprise. Jason looked at Carly who narrowed her eyes at him and waved around her camera, reminding him of the blackmail.
"Yes, yes. Fine. Okay? " He snapped at her in irritation. Why oh why had he ever gone in to his little sister's room that afternoon? Why? And why did Carly just have to get a digital camera for her birthday? A huge smile broke out over Carly's face. "Ok, great. Now go get changed."
"Carly…"Sam groaned.
"Go! Put on the white top."
"Oh yea. Cause white and rain go so great together." Sam said sarcastically.
"Well, that's sort of the point."
"Fine," Sam sing-songed over her shoulder while walking out, "But just remember this is a couple picture, not a porno…or one of Jason's spank bank fantasies."
Jason snorted as if to say, 'Whatever.'
"Love you too…hon." She said exiting.
He turned to Carly. "I am going to kill you…and then shoot myself!"

"Carly, you are insane!" Sam screeched over the wind. The four of them were huddled under the pavilion of the gazebo in the Quatermain garden.
"So I've been told. Now go! Both of you!" she said pushing Jason into the cold, pouring rain.
"Carly!" he yelled at her in agitation. His black shirt instantly soaked through and clung to him.
"Go!" Carly yelled. Courtney pushed Sam towards Jason.
"Run to him!" she screamed, straining to be heard.
"What?" she yelled over her shoulder.
"Run to me!" Jason yelled. Sam ran to him, her white shirt already plastered to her and hair stuck in clumps to her face. She ran into Jason's arms and he picked her up. She locked her legs around his waist and clasped her hands around his neck.
"Now!" Carly and Courtney yelled at the same time. Jason wrapped a hand around the back of Sam's neck and leaned in slightly peering up at her in curiosity. He brushed the saturated stands of silky hair off of her pale face.

Sam took in a deep breath, closed her eyes, and leaned down, as she was now propped up higher than him. Their lips hovered hesitantly, a breath from actually touching. Sam's eyes clasped tightly shut as she tried to keep her breathing under control. Carly snapped the picture. "Okay! Come on," she yelled, beckoning them over. Sam buried her head in Jason's neck as he held onto her tightly and ran towards Carly and Courtney and the dry protection of the gazebo. Once there her legs unlocked from him and he placed her steadily to her feet. Sam turned to Carly and glared at her, her teeth chattering. "I hate you so much, you don't even know."

See you Sunday.