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Sam's POV

First day back at school. Girls hugging and jumping up and down as they see their friends for the first time after summer break. It's pathetic how cheery they are. You have the guys with their fist bumps and one-armed hugs greeting each other at the doors. Everyone seems so happy. I wonder what it's like to be truly happy...

"Sam!" My brunette friend screeched walking over and hugging me.

Fake smile time.

"Hey Carls..." I say as she continues to hug me "Thinking of letting go any time soon?"

"Sorry" Carly smiles letting go of me. "I've just not seen you all summer. How was it staying with your Uncle?"

"Good, I guess. How was your summer?"

"It was good. I met this guy..." Carly continues on to explain what seems like her perfect guy. Of course she met someone. She's always meeting guys. They're just all over her all the time. I'm just the pathetic best friend.

"Sam? Sam!"

"What?"

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Sorry Carls. Tell me about this amazing guy again."

"Doesn't matter. What's up with you?"

"Nothing. This place. What's the point in school anyway?"

"I know you'd rather be at home in bed."

"True" I lie.

"But at least try to not get into trouble?"

General POV

Math class. The one place where everyone managed to feel confused over the same thing. Sams desk was in the back right corner. Sam never did try in class. Sometimes she spent the lesson daydreaming, making fantasies up in her head of what her life could be like. Dreaming about the perfect life, she knew that's the closest she'd ever come to being happy. Other times she spent the lesson drawing on her notepad. Just random little drawings some scribbled out. No one in the class really did any work. It wasn't the most advanced class.

Sams POV

I love the walk home from school. I'm not exactly a fan of exercise, but this walk is my favorite part of the day. All alone, earphones in, music on full blast. Carly wanted me to go around to hers after school, but I made an excuse up. My mum will get mad if I don't come straight home, and the shop closes at 6 and I need to get my mum something to drink. She'd go insane if I didn't get her anything.

Freddie's POV

"He asked me to go to the carnival with him. Can you believe it?" Carly grinned. "I can't believe he asked me. I mean we were talking but I didn't think he'd ask me out on a date. This is amazing. I can't wait. You think I should wear the pink dress? Or maybe I should wear the shorts and flowery top."

"Carly." I groan. "Can we please talk about something else?"

"Sure. Sorry. I'm just so excited"

"I can tell. You told Sam about your date?" I ask.

"I tried telling her this morning about the guy, but she wasn't listening much. Then I was going to tell her about the date after school but she rushed out of class and I didn't get chance. I'll just call her later."

Sam's POV

"I'm home!" I yell walking through the front door.

"You got my stuff?" My mothers drunken voice replies.

"Yeah, I'll put it in the fridge."

I put the box of cans in the fridge and make my way up to my room. My moms boyfriend will be round soon, I don't want to risk running into him. Not after last time.

Carly's POV

"It was amazing, we had such a good time together. I think he really likes me"

"That's great Carly." Sam sighed.

"What's going on with you? I know you hate school but it's only the second day back and you're acting weird"

"I'm fine, honestly. I'm just tired."

Sam's POV

"I'm fine, honestly. I'm just tired." I lie.

Just as Carly's about to say something Freddie walks up to us. For the first time I'm actually glad to see him.

"Hey Carls, Demon."

"Nub." I reply.

"You two coming to class?" Freddie asks.

"No, we're just going to hang out here all day. What do you think?" I reply.

"Can't you just be nice for once? It was just a question." Freddie whines.

"Guys, come on" Carly interrupts.

"I am nice, just not to you." I smirk.

"Bye." Carly yells walking off from the argument.

"You're not nice to anyone, and you wonder why no one likes you."

Wow. Can't say that didn't hurt. Just as I'm about to walk away Sir walks up to us.

"You two. You're late. Detention. Tonight."

Great. That's all I need.

Freddie's POV

I can't believe I've got detention. My mom's going to kill me. Why does Sam always find ways to get me into trouble? I'm dead when I get home.

General POV

Only two students in detention today. Sam Puckett and Freddie Benson. Not speaking. Just the two of them.

"Will you stop staring at me?" Sam whispers, not taking her eyes away from the wall.

"What's up with you? Since when do you care so much about detention?"

"I just have places to be that's all, and because of you I'm not there."

"You can't blame me for this. You started it. You're the reason we're both here." He yells.

Sam's POV

Just give it up Sam. You're not going to make it home on time. This is all his fault. If he'd not started that stupid argument we wouldn't have been caught at the lockers after the bell and have ended up with detention. My Mom's literally going to kill me. I won't have time to go to the shop now, and she gets super angry when she has nothing to drink. I'm dead.

"Sam? Seriously, why do you look so scared?" He whispers.

"I'm not scared!" I yell. "Like I said, I have place to go and because of you I'm going to be late."

"Look, we only have a half hour left of detention and then we can go. Okay?"

"What time is it?" I ask.

"Half 5."

Great. What am I supposed to do now?

General POV

Slowly opening the front door, Sam prays that her Mom is passed out somewhere. Unfortunately she's not so lucky. Her Mom meets her at the other side of the door.

"Where have you been Sam?" She yells.

"I had detention. Sorry." Sam replies staring down at the ground.

"You got my stuff?" Pam spits.

"That shop was closed. I didn't have time."

"You didn't have time?" Pam yells. "What am I supposed to drink tonight? You useless piece of-"

"Pam?" Bills head peeps out from behind the door.

Bill is Pams boyfriend. He's perfect for her. Covered in tattoos, always drunk, just as aggressive as her.

"Is there a problem?" He continues.

"She didn't get us anything. Claims she didn't have time" Pam laughs.

"I really didn't have time. When I got out of school the shop had shut. I'm sorry. I'll just get you more tomorrow." Sam cried.

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow's not good enough. What are we supposed to do tonight?" Pam yells.

"Calm down honey. It's okay. Sam knows the rules. She does something wrong she's punished. Right Sam?"

Sam nods along. It's too late to do anything. The only thing she can do now is get it over with. Fighting would just make it worse. Bill takes the shaking girls hand dragging her up the stairs, slamming the door behind him.

"That'll teach her" Pam laughs to herself, walking back into the lounge.

Authors note: Well, that was quite a long chapter. If you have any suggestions on the story or some constructive criticism just review. I'd love to know what you think of this. Thanks for reading. I'll update soon. Obviously only if people are reading :P. - Megan :)