(Sam's POV) prologue
I was walking home from school because my stupid car had broken down, and ever since
Danny started going out with slut, I mean Paulina he's been ,what do you say, busy.
I am seventeen and I am walking home. My parents are scary but loaded. Yet I'm walking home.
It is Tuesday. That means I only have about a year before I can get the HELL out of here.
Believe it or not, this isn't the worst part about everything. I'm actually glad to be back.
"Back?" Yeah, me and my parents moved last year. But I ended up moving back.
Okay, let me start from the beginning...
(Sam's POV)
It all started three days after my sweet sixteen. I had spent the whole day with Danny
and Tucker. It was the best day I could remember until Danny walked me home. That's when he
told me about him and Paulina. I guess he thought I was going to be angry or something.
Yeah, he was right. To cover up the outrage that is Paulina I started to laugh. Even though
I wanted to hunt Paulina down and hang her from the ceiling by her toes. I saw Danny's
expression. He looked relieved. But that wasn't the worst of it.
Nope, things actually got worse... We were walking up the driveway when Danny spotted
about eighty moving trucks. That's when my mother and father came out of the house.
They smiled - that's never good, then they walked over to me and Danny.
"Hello, Samiekins! Oh, Derek how are you?"
"Mother, this is Danny. Derek's my little brother, you know, your son."
"Oh, how silly of me! Of course! Do you want anything to drink Denny?"
"Danny, no thanks."
"Well then you can go now, we have a lot of packing to do."
"Packing?" Both me and Danny, not Denny, said at the same time.
"Isn't this a great surprise! Us, moving and all." My ignorant father said.
"Truthfully, no!" Danny said looking at me.
"Why don't you run along now Denny, and go tell the great news to your other friend...
Ah... Tommy."
"IT'S TUCKER MOTHER!"
"Bye, Danny." I said still looking at my mother.
"See ya Sam." Danny said slightly hurt.
That was the last time in about a year that I saw Danny. We had moved that night,
but I had refused to say goodbye.
About three boring freaking months later...
By now my parents had gotten to know the neighbors. Or what they would like to call them.
"Neighbor-reno's". I know, it's mildly frightening. But enyway, my mother had invited our
neighbors over for dinner. That would be okay, I could deal with that. But our neighbors
are just like them. That is bad. Okay, so it's the night they should come over. To make my
parents mad I wore a black shirt with flames on the front and back. I also wore a short leather
skirt with a purple skull on it sticking out it's tongue. I also wore those black panty hoes,
the ones with the holes in them. But I wore my normal boots. The ones I've had since I was
fourteen. As soon as I walk down stairs my mother screams.
"Get upstairs and change right now, missy!"
As soon as my mother said that our dog, Missy, got up from her bed and went upstairs. After about
three minutes she came down wearing one of my dad's shirts.
After that my mother stared at her. Marveling her brilliance. That I believe was stolen from
my parents and given to the dog.
After about ten minutes the door bell rang.
My father answered the door. And I watched in amazement as a man with a yellow tux, a women
with a blue and pink flowered dress ,with shoulder pads, walked inside. I walked over to the
door to greet the family hoping they would look at me like I was some pyscho. But they didn't.
They looked at me like I was normal. And I soon found out why...