Charlie sat on his bed, humming asleep by The Smiths. He was about to open a book when a familiar voice called him down.
"Charlie!" Sam shouted. He immediately ran downstairs, as he hasn't seen his friends for a while. Patrick pulled him into a hug, so did Sam. Charlie couldn't help but fixate his vision on Sam's once short hair.
"Dont worry, I'm cutting it tomorrow." She said, a smile on her face. This brought a smile to the blue eyed boys face. Patrick was leaned against the wall, arching his brow.
"You two gonna kiss now, or what?" He asked, making Sam roll her eyes. "Roll them anymore and they'll fall out." He grinned at his comment.
Sam rolled her eyes again, then looking at Charlie. Her vision turned to his lips, then to him again. It wasn't long before he had her lips on his again. It gave him a floating feeling.. Like he had just won the lottery.
"Finally! Now, I'm starving. Who wants food?" Patrick whined. Sam agreed, then pulled me to the car. noticed bags in the back. Probably all their stuff.
"Let's go." Sam said, turning up the radio. He spent the rest of the ride carefully watching Sam and smiling to himself
