Sam crawled over to the passed out woman on the sidewalk. He shook her gently but she was pretty much dead to the world. He didn't know what else to do so he blew on her face. He blew and blew until he felt light headed. This breathing thing sucks, it isn't as fun as I remembered it. Luckily she began to stir. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up into the face of the blonde man above her. There's my girl, there's my Merc-

"SAVE ME LAWD HAVE MERCY SAVE ME!" she tried to back away from him. He crawled over to her quickly and put his hand over her mouth. She bit him, hard.

"OW Damn Mercy, I've had this body for like two seconds and you're trying to ruin it already." He held his hand to his chest and sat next to the shocked woman.

"Who are you?...how do you know who I am, how do you know about Sam?" she looked around to see if she was being spied on.

"Because I AM Sam!" he stared pleadingly at her. People walked by them and stared at the couple on the ground. "What are you looking at huh?" he threw his hands in the air. "Can't two friends CONVERSE ON THE GROUND!" Mercedes pulled one of his hands down and stared at him.

"Prove it that you're Sam." She slowly and shakily stood up. Sam got on all fours and slowly got up as well. Mercedes raised her eyebrow at the pitiful man. "What is wrong with you? You got osteoporosis or something?" Sam laughed.

"No...just not used to being so fucking heavy. God...how do alive people do this?" he sighed and took a deep breath. This talking and air thing was going to take some time. "Well, I've known you all of your life. You're an only child, we used to play Barbies when you were little." Mercedes shook her head,

"Everyone plays with Barbies!" she crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm going to need some more."

"I used to hold your hand in therapy." He looked sheepish, "I felt really bad that your parents thought you were crazy."

"HOW DID YOU KNOW...," she looked around and spoke more quietly, "How did you know I went to therapy?" she narrowed her eyes at him, "No one knows that."

"No one but your parents, the psychiatrist, and me." Mercedes shook her head and stared at the man in front of her. She was trying really hard to believe that this was her Sam in the flesh. She suddenly began to cry. Sam reached out to hug her but she put her hands up to stop him.

"How...what?" she stared at him in confusion and then a look of horror crossed her face. "Oh my God!" she whispered forcefully, "Did you kill this person and invade his body?" Sam rolled his eyes.

"I should have never made you rent those sci-fi movies for me." He grabbed her hand and pulled her to walk with him. He didn't want her late for school. "No...this person died." He looked sad. "He died and ...I took his body."

"That's nasty." She shook her head, "Are you going to decay?"

"NO, I will not DECAY!...well I don't think I will." He sighed, "I just wanted to be closer to you...I figured veins and a heartbeat would do that."

"I'll say," she looked him over and noticed his muscular arms and pouty lips. "You look good not dead though. Less transparent." Sam laughed.

"Yea, but it sucks. I have to use the toilet when I don't want to. I have to figure out if I'm hungry before I pass out from the lack of food. I have to remember to breathe, I tried to pop into my room once and just farted in front of my 'parents'...it's a hard life man." he shrugged.

"Your what! Where've you been all this time?" she looked him over and noticed the nice clothes.

"Oh...yea..." he scratched the back of his neck, "Apparently I have a family and I have friends. Well this guy did." He gestured to his body and she stared at him with her mouth open. She wasn't sure why she was so surprised. "Yea, my names Chris Jacobson...it's weird. They think I have amnesia, which is kind of awesome but really weird." Mercedes stared at him in confusion.

"Why?"

Sam laughed, "Well I have no recollection of anything from that life and I insist that they call me Sam." He shook his head, "I told them that I needed to transfer to this school to get better." He winked at her. "Might've been dead, but I'm not dumb."

Mercedes' head hurt from all of the confusion and the fall to the ground didn't help. "So...what the hell are you planning to do as a human?" He stopped walking and let go of her hand. He turned around to face her and gently cupped her face in his large hands.

"I plan on doing a lot of human things with you...A LOT of human things with you." He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. He nibbled on her bottom lip and she placed her hands on his now solid hips. She slowly opened her mouth to give him more access. Sam tried to remember how to kiss. He guessed sticking his tongue in the moist hole would be a good idea. He felt their tongues slide over each other and realised he was running out of air and that there was pain in his groin area. Damn you teenaged body. He pulled away and stared at the shorter woman who was still puckered up. He bent down and gave her a quick peck.

"Wow..." was all she managed. Sam grinned at his job well done. Good job human body...good job. Mercedes blushed.

"Not bad for a dead guy." She pulled a disgusted face and scolded herself for the words.

"CHRIS?" a faint voice came from across the street.

"Let's do that again shall we?" Sam bent down to kiss Mercedes again.

"CHRIS JACOBSON, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

Sam groaned at the high voice. Mercedes stared at the brunette woman heading towards them. "Who the hell is that?"

Sam covered his eyes, "Ugh...my girlfriend."