So against my better judgement I decided to start posting this. I have about half (maybe a little less) of this story already written...SO with that said updates can be really quick; depending on the amount of reviews I get! So it's up to you readers! If you want quick updates be sure to review! Don't make me regret my decision on posting this before I finished writing it (like I planned on doing in the first place.) Anyway without further adieu I give you the long awaited sequel to Best Kept Secret!

Best Told Lies

You are the strength

That keeps me walking

You are the hope

That keeps me trusting

You are the life

To my soul

You are my purpose

You're everything

Sam twirled the ring on her finger and watched as the light caught the diamond making brilliant colors. She twirled it again and let the sun reflect off the gold blinding her.

One more week.

That was how long it will be till she sees Jake again, just one more week. But it felt like an eternity. These last couple of months felt like a lifetime and then some. Thanksgiving couldn't come fast enough…

Sam sighed and pushed herself in an upright position. She dug her fingers in the sand and pulled up a handful, letting the sand fall through her fingers she smiled. She was engaged to Jake. It was wonderful, but frightening. Not only because she couldn't let anyone at school know—for safety reasons of course—but also she didn't know if she was ready to be engaged. She loved Jake no doubt and has known him all her life, but they have only been dating a couple of months. Does that mean things were moving to fast? Would Jake change his mind? Was she making a mistake?

No, Sam shook her head and stood up brushing herself off. They were meant to be together, nothing could ever tear them apart.

x-x-x-x-x-x

Sam pulled out the mock bottom of her dresser drawer and put her ring in there. With one last look she carefully replaced the bottom and shut the drawer. She smiled when she heard Matt try to sneak up on her again.

"Hey Matt."

He cursed and Sam laughed. "I will get you one day you know?" Matt threatened as he plopped on her bed.

"Keep dreaming."

He rolled his eyes and plucked at a lose thread on her comforter. "So you going to your Aunts for Thanksgiving?"

Sam gave him a 'hell no' look and started throwing some clothes into a suit case.

"Oh come on Sam. You're going to have to forgive her sooner or later, she was just trying to protect you," Matt reasoned.

Sam sighed and shoved another sweater into her suitcase. "I know Matt…and I will. I'm just not ready yet," she picked up a pair of knee high black boots and raised her eyebrows. "How much do you want to bet I can fit these in this suitcase?"

"Sam, at least invite her to go to Nevada with you. A good long car ride together might help straighten things out."

"Twenty bucks?"

"Sam…"

Sam sighed when he gave her a disapproving look. "Alright fine! I will talk to her…but I'm not inviting her to Nevada—,"

"—Sam,"

"Because that is my—parent's—choice. If they want to invite her they will. Now what do you say? Can I fit these in here or not?"

Matt smiled and rolled his eyes at her overfilled bag. "There is no way."

Sam plucked out one of the sweaters and stuffed the boots in its place. She laughed as Matt guffawed. "Cough up the twenty bucks Matty."

"You evil little vindictive—smart—mind boggling…demon!" He grumbled as he pulled a twenty out of his pocket and gave it to her.

"That is why you always state rules my little friend," she gave him a little shove on the forehead sending him onto his back.

Tyler came running into their room he glared at the both of them. "Where have you been Matt? You were supposed to get Sam and meet in the auditorium fifteen minutes ago!"

The look on Matt's face reminded Sam of those cartoons when the light bulbs go off on top of their heads. "Oh yeah! Sam, Roland wants us all in the auditorium…," he looked at his watch and jumped off of Sam's bed. "Fifteen minutes ago!"

Tyler rolled his eyes and smacked Matt in the back of his head as he ran past. Sam quickly followed after wondering want Roland could possibly want.

When they got to the auditorium a few people gave them impatient glares as they hurried to their own seats where PJ and Jack were waiting. Sam sat down next to PJ and glanced at the empty seat beside him. "Where's Caleb?" She asked noticing he wasn't present. PJ only shrugged.

"Well Samantha…Matthew, thank you for deciding to join us," Mr. Roland chastised, but he smiled at them none the less. Sam smiled and Matt snorted.

"Now as you all know you are getting ready to join families for Thanksgiving holiday. You have a week starting that Sunday and you will return the following…," Mr. Roland continued to give announcements as Sam looked around for Caleb.

"Seriously you guys where is he? He's going to be in so much trouble," Sam whispered fiercely to them, but the just ignored her. She elbowed Jack and he jumped making a loud screeching noise with his tennis shoes. A few people looked at them but most just ignored them, by now they should know about Sam and her group.

"You are probably wondering why I called you all here to make announcements that you already know. Well that's because I didn't really call you here for announcements…," Sam quickly turned her attention back to Mr. Roland forgetting about Caleb. She didn't want to miss anything important.

"As you all know a team of our own students recently solved a large case in Nevada…," he looked at Sam again and smiled. Sam stiffened in her seat. What was this about?

"One of our own was involved in a serious hostage case and tortured. But she is still here…," Mr. Roland shook his head and laughed. "Now that deserves some credit am I right?" A few students murmured an agreement and Sam groaned internally. Great now everyone was going to think she was naïve enough to get caught…

"I'd like to call down: Samantha Forster, Matthew Gibson, Tyler Kelly, Peter Jenkins, Caleb Alden, and Jack Stenson. This was the teams' first mission and I think we should give them all a round of applause."

Sam groaned but smiled as she walked down to where Mr. Roland was standing. Suddenly Caleb was right beside her.

"Where were you?" She hissed. Caleb gave her a crooked smile and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"I was running late and since you and Matt already drew enough attention I couldn't get over there without being notice."

"Why were you late?"

"I was in the shower mommy."

Sam elbowed him and he laughed. They all hopped up the steps onto the platform and shook Mr. Roland's hand. "I don't think this was really necessary Mr. Roland…," Sam muttered. He smiled and patted her on the back.

"Nonsense. That mission was nearly impossible and you guys solved it in a jiff."

"Now we don't really have medals or anything like that for you guys, considering this doesn't generally happen. So instead I am giving you each an extra week off for your Thanksgiving holiday. Would this be ok? Because if you really want medals…," he gave them a teasing look as they all shouted no.

"Uh, I mean I think that should suffice," Caleb said shrugging.

"Alright then, time to give your report to your fellow classmates."

Sam felt her stomach sink. She knew they had to write a report but she didn't know they had to tell it…to the entire student body. Then again she should have known…Mr. Roland did tell them to memorize it. With a sigh she stepped up first and began telling everyone about the best summer of her life. Of course with out telling them about the best part...her engagement.

Review! Hope you are excited for the sequel! (And I hope it's good...)