For starters I don't own American Girl or a Nobel Prize in writing, yet. This is a test for myself to write a good story about something that I wouldn't usually write about to see how well I do. This is also my first story on this site. So lots of constructive criticism.
Samantha headed closer to the house she was almost there she was holding her breath just a few more feet almost there. "Hello Sam." the voice broke through the silence and anticipation in the air. Samantha exhaled her hopes of making it back to the house before Eddie found her shattered.
Samantha had returned to Grandmary's house for the summer. Grandmary and admiral had wed and gone on a honey moon and all and Samantha was stuck here she knew they wouldn't pay attention to her so she had brought letters to write to Nellie. She had grown, though not much, she was 12 almost thirteen. She had snuck out early to write to Nellie in peace. Unfortunately Eddie had discovered her.
"Hello Eddie Ryland." Samantha huffed this was not the time she was hurrying to get back. Now living in New York Samantha had gotten lady lessons and school lessons so she quickly attempted to control her emotions. She spun around her pale pink dress weaving in the wind around her. "Eddie Ryland my name is Samantha only my friends call me Sam and if I am not mistaken we are NOT friends." Samantha replied with a bit of a hiss in her tone as she walked over to Eddie who stood next to the tree. Eddie was a bit taken back by this but he recovered fast. "Well SAM for once your right." He sneered his blue green eyes flashed with amusement it made Samantha wonder if he missed there fights she quickly brushed the thought from her mind. "We definitely are NOT friends and it seems I have to make up for that long time I didn't see you." Samantha was always a quick thinker she replied cooling thanking her acting skills. "Yes? Eddie Ryland and what, exactly, will YOU do? Samantha questioned mockingly. She smirked and raised an eyebrow. Eddie smirked and he seized Samantha's wrist and pushed her back into the tree pinning her there by holding her wrists beside her head. He was smirking. Samantha fought her blush down trying to look sensible. It wasn't working she wore an expression of shock her mouth open wide she looked like a bird that just flew into a window. She had felt this strange spark when Eddie had grabbed her and pushed her against the tree. Now her body had heated up along with her now pink cheeks. She tried to struggle but Eddie grip was strong and she couldn't budge.
Done, review or don't I will still write. I do encourage readers to read stories they don't think are good like for what may seem childish topics there can be good stories.