DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of Meg Cabot's characters, her plots, etc. I'm just a fan writing a story.
This story skips 10th and 11th grades of high school, assuming that Sam and David are still together. It's now Senior year. I hope you enjoy it. More will be up soon. Please read and reply!
SAM
Once you hit senior year, things start to feel like they are closing in on you. It's time to start looking for colleges, fill out applications, and take the SATs. It really doesn't hit you until that first day of school when you get off of the bus and realize that this is your last first day of school. David and I were both feeling the pressures of being seniors and we both knew that the pressure was going to increase as the year went on.
To add to the pressure, David had invited me to one of his father's dinners at the White House. You know, one of those dinners that you read about in the paper or see on the news, where everyone at the white house wears a tuxedo or formal gown and drinks champagne while standing around the edges of the dance floor as a small band plays elegant music. I was never excited about dinner at the White House to begin with, but it meant a lot to David to have me as his guest, and I had finally (though reluctantly) agreed to go.
Besides the normal stuff that had been bothering me lately was the fact that David and I were both leaving for college next year. The chances of us going to the same school was very slim. I wanted to go to an art school and David definitely didn't. It was weird trying to picture myself in college without having David there. Even if we kept dating at a distance, would it still be the same? When would we see each other? I always hear that people go to college and change a lot. What if David and I start changing and don't have feelings for each other anymore? These are the kinds of questions I had been asking myself for the past month.
While I knew that I had time to put those thoughts aside and concentrate on the present, I knew that it was something I'd eventually have to start thinking about. What I didn't realize was that I would be worrying about my relationship with David much earlier than I had originally planned.