Sam has the perfect girl. The girl I loved, wanted, and craved. I wanted to reach out and stroke her slightly wavy, perfect brunette hair. I wanted the chance to stare into her ocean blue eyes forever. Why can't I have a perfect girlfriend like that?
I've tried to get her attention, but it's usually not positive. I give her stress (again, not positive). She did sort of have a pet name for me that I had earned through my pranking her.
All I wanted was Sam's girl, and Sam's girl was my step-sister, Casey.
I wrote this a while ago when I was pretty bored. It's based off the song Jesse's Girl by Rick Springfield (LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!). I hope that this somewhat is redeeming since my last attempt at writing was most definitely not the best. I do realize that this is short, the story component is 100 words :). It also is to prove how 100 words is barely anything.
This may be one of my last new LWD pieces for a while, so thank you for reading.
-KaRoSi