Sam rolls her eyes for the bazillionith time that hour, not even trying to hide her annoyance. Of course, no one notices her over the roar of the crowd. Carly absently pulls at Sam's sleeve without looking at her, trying to get her to stand up. Sam pushes her away and slouches even lower in the seat. Carly and Wendy continue belting the lyrics to their favorite songs and jumping around in excitement.
"I wish my life was like a Taylor Swift song," Wendy sighs as the song ended. Carly grabs her hand and laughs.
"Who doesn't?"
"Me," Sam mutters as she pulled a fat cake out of her bag, wondering why she had let them drag her to this concert. It's not that she has anything against Taylor Swift, but all of her songs are about three things: a guy who doesn't notice her, a wonderful relationship, or a broken heart.
Carly always tells her she's being cynical, but looking at her past experience with love (pushing her first boyfriend out of a tree, anyone?), she doubts she'll ever go through something so freaking cute she just has to sing about it. When her heart is this guarded, and her love life this lacking, it's hard to believe anyone could ever break her. And while she's never had much luck turning into a frilly little girl that all the boys can gawk at, being noticed has never been her problem.
Sam glowers and throws the wrapper onto the floor as she starts singing again.
If there's one thing Sam knows she'll never be, it's a Taylor Swift song.
I know this is boring and short, but it's just the intro and it needed to be here. The actual story will be better, hopefully.
I already have some of the chapters written, so I'm hoping that I will get them up here pretty quickly.
