OMFG
"Sammy, sweetie. We're moving. To Chicago," Sammy's mother tells her.
"What?!" Sammy yells. "Why the hell would you make me move that far away? Why?"
"Honey," her father says. "My boss, Mr. Fletcher, he wants me to run the new building in Chicago."
"Say no!!"
"I can't. It's not that easy."
"This sucks!!" Sammy heads for the stairs. "I am going to my room and never coming down!! Ever, ever, ever!!" She enters her room, and tumbles down on her bed. "FUCK!!" she yells into her pillow. Why the fucking hell would they make me move to fucking Chicago? She thought. Her cell phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Hey, girl," Its her friend, Amy. "You wanna go to Yum-Yum's? Get some ice cream?"
"Nah, I am not really in an 'ice cream' mood."
"What? You are always in the mood for ice cream!"
"Fine. I'll meet you there in like ten mins, 'kay?"
"Mm-kay." They hang up their phones.
Sammy makes herself presentable, and heads out.
"Well, it looks like you did emerge," her dad says.
"Fuck off," she says.
"Watch your mouth!"
"What ev'" she goes outside, and walks to Yum-Yum's.
"WHAT!" Amy says.
"Yeah, I'm moving." Sammy says.
"Why?"
"Cuz my dad's a fucking loser, cuz his fucking boss is forcing him to go."
"But, your so close to eighteen! Why can't you stay? You could stay with me."
"I know but--" Her attention is drawn to the hottest guy in the world, Brad.
"Hey," he says in his dreamy voice.
"H-hey," Sammy says.
"It's Sammy, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I've seen you around, and I was wondering…"
"What?"
"Would you like to, uh, come back here with me, Saturday?" Sammy is in shock. Brad, asking her! All she can stutter out is: "S-s-s-sure."
"Cool. See you then." He winks, and strides off.
"H-O-L-Y S-H-I-T!" Amy exclaims.
"I know!!"
Tonight is the night of Sammy and Brad's third date this week.
The doorbell rings. Sammy rushes down to the door and opens it.
"Hey, Beautiful," Brad says.
"Hey. C'mon, lets go."
"Man, I really like you," Brad says.
"I really like you, too." Sammy whispers. They're laying on the hood of his car, near the lake. She moves her face closer to his. He closes the space between their lips. Sammy melts. Brad opens his mouth and hesitantly moves his tongue into her mouth. She welcomes him in. it was such a passionate kiss. They'd grown so close in so little time. Brad brakes the kiss.
"I don't know how," he says. "But, I feel like I need you."
"I do too," Sammy says. "I know it might be a bit soon, but, I think… I think I'm in love with you."
"I know what you mean."
"Today is the day!" Sammy's mom says. It is a week after that night with Brad.
"What", Sammy says. "No, I haven't said goodbye to anyone. I just got a boyfriend!!" She sets off running out the door and to Brad's.
"Sammy," he says. "What's wrong, baby?"
"My parents a re trying to make me move to fucking Chicago!" she cries.
"NO! But, your practically eighteen. You need to convince them to let you stay."
"Ok. Can I use your phone?"
"Of course."
"Mom?"
"Sammy, come home now. No. I am an adult and I choose to stay here."
"What?"
"I am staying. Nothing you do can make me stay."
"I see. Its ok, I guess. We will see you when we see you." Her mom hangs up.
"She said I could stay!" she exclaims to Brad.
"Yes!" He brings her into a kiss. This was very passionate. Sammy loved this boy, and he loved her too. And he knew it. He brakes the kiss, gets down on one knee, and says: "Sammy Marie Andrews. I love you with all my fucking heart-" he pulls out a ring. "Will you marry me?" Sammy looks at him in shock.
After a moment she says: "Yes." They kiss for a very fucking long time. They are in love, and they are so happy.