Unrequited Love?
JAM school fic, written for Jodie (Pink Lemons) Enjoy and please review! Amy x
"Sam!" Jo called as she ran down the road after her best friend.
"Oh, hey Jo. You alright?" Sam replied, seeming a little distracted.
"I'm alright, but someone seems out of sorts. What's up babe?"
"Oh erm…boyfriend troubles." Sam muttered.
"Yeah and I'm the Queen of Sheba, honey. I know you better than that. You're stressing over that Biology assignment aren't you?" Jo stopped in front of Sam, giving her a knowing look.
"No…no…" Sam stared at the ground, shifting from foot to foot awkwardly.
"As in 'yes…yes.' If it helps Sam, I haven't done it either. Like, what's a chromosome when it's a home?" Jo said, confused.
"You're a poet and you didn't even know it." Sam giggled and Jo joined in.
"But I'm a straight A Biology student, Jo. My dad will kill me if he finds out my grades are slipping. I've just got so much going on at the moment, you know what with my mum and…and my sister…" Sam continued, getting emotional.
"Hey, hey. I'm sure Mr. Baxter will understand. I mean, it's not like you skip all of the assignments or anything…" Jo soothed, placing her hands on Sam's arm supportively.
"No, that would be you, Jo." Sam smirked as Jo's jaw dropped in mock offence.
"Come on; let's get to school before Mrs. James has our guts for garters. Eurgh, what a thought." Jo shuddered, as Sam laughed.
"Samantha Nixon." Mr. Baxter bellowed.
"Yes, Sir." Sam answered, confidently.
"Assignment? I do believe it's due in for today."
"Actually Sir," Jo interrupted. "In my homework journal, it says it's in for next Monday."
"Excuse me?" Mr. Baxter's voice boomed around the lab.
"It's true Sir, it says that in mine too." Another voice piped up, belonging to Rachel Wells, another girl famous for making excuses regarding homework.
"Oh. Right well er…" Mr. Baxter, adjusted his tie. "I suppose I must have made an error. Easy mistake to make." He laughed, nervously.
"And the Masters' magic works again." Jo whispered to Sam, grinning.
"Come on Jo, you haven't had a girlfriend for ages! Rachel stuck up for you in Biology, I reckon she likes you." Sam insisted.
"I doubt it, last thing I heard she was going out with that loser Mark." Jo replied, her mind clearly elsewhere.
"Ok well…what about Lucy? I mean, she's really pretty. And quite smart. And nice." Sam enthused.
"Look Sam, I am not interested in Rachel or Lucy or any of those girls. So will you quit playing Cupid!" Jo raged, storming to the girls' toilets. Sam followed.
"Jo, what's eating you? I've never seen you like this. You're the strong one remember?" Sam smiled.
"I'm sorry Sam; I know I'm not usually like this." Jo mumbled, trying her hardest not to cry in public.
"I know. I've got to get to History, babe. I've actually done my homework for that." Jo laughed, drying her eyes.
"Is it ok if I pop round to yours tonight, Sam?"
"Yeah, why not? We haven't had a proper chat for a while." Sam smiled.
"I know, I just don't want to invade your family life, I know how tough things are at the moment and…"
"Jo, it's fine. Trust me. You're my best friend and I'll always have time to spend with you, ok? Nothing's ever going to change that." Sam smiled, holding her best friend in a tight embrace.
"Thanks Sam, you really are a great mate. " Jo smiled, wishing she could tell Sam what was really bothering her.
"Hey, come in!" Sam ushered Jo into the hall way.
"Thanks. Hello Mr. Nixon." Jo smiled politely.
"Nice to see you again, Jo." The tall, stocky man replied.
"We're just going to go and watch TV and do girly things like…painting our nails." Sam informed her dad.
"You two have fun. But remember we have to go out and see your Aunt and Uncle tonight. We're leaving at 7 so be sure to be ready for then, ok?"
"Sure dad, no worries." Sam replied, leading the way to Sam's room.
"Now then, what's troubling you? Today in the toilets, that really isn't like you. I've been worrying about you all day. I hate to see you like this." Sam said, offering Jo a seat as she sat next to her, placing her hand over Jo's.
"I'm sorry about that, I really am, you shouldn't have had to see me in such a state. I can't really explain how I feel. Just like I'm under so much stress at the moment what with all these assignments that I can't do and exam time coming up, I can't cope with it all. I keep hiding things from the people that mean the most to me." Jo stopped, realizing that she had maybe gone too far. "Listen to me, babbling on about my problems when you've got a stack load of your own. I should really get going; you've got this family thing to get ready for." Jo stood as if to leave.
"You're going nowhere until you talk to me about these 'things you've been hiding', please Jo, you can trust me with anything, you know that. I'm forever going on about my problems and you listen to them without one complaint. I think I owe you this much." Sam smiled.
"You don't understand, this is so hard for me to deal with."
"I will never understand unless you give me the chance. How do you know until you try?" Sam questioned.
"Please, just drop this. Forget I ever said anything." Jo headed towards the door as Sam reacted quickly, blocking her from leaving.
"Will you get out the way?" Jo began getting annoyed with Sam.
"No. No I won't. You're my best friend and I'm not having you going through this alone. Talk to me." Sam ordered.
"Alright! Alright." Jo sat back down on the bed, playing with her hands as she thought about what to say.
"There is someone that I'm interested in, more than interested in, I think I'm in love with her actually. I've felt this way for a long time but I can't possibly tell her how I feel. We're friends you see, and I don't want to ruin our friendship because that means more to me than a crush." Jo admitted.
"By the sounds of things, this is more than just a schoolgirl crush. You're in love Jo. You have to tell this girl how you feel before it's too late and you'll end up regretting it for the rest of your life."
"Yes but then say if I tell her and then she doesn't feel the same way and I lose her as a friend. I would regret that decision much more. Losing a close friend is a lot harder than losing a love. Girlfriends come and go, so I've learnt, but friends are there for you no matter what and I would rather keep my friends."
"A close friend?" Sam questioned, as the realization of what Jo was trying to say to her began to dawn on her.
"Yeah. She's been there for me through a lot, but I'm not sure she'd appreciate me telling her this. She's straight anyway, all the good ones are." Jo laughed half-heartedly.
"How do you know she's straight until you make a move? You never know, she might surprise you…"
So what do you think? Should I continue with the second chapter? Please review x