Raven tugged Sam outside, making the girl glance at her friend. "You know him?" Raven asked, disbelief in her voice.
"Yeah," Sam spoke quickly, pulling at her hair, one of her nervous traits. "He was one of my best friends."
Raven tilted her head, giving Sam a look like, 'Really?'.
Sam nodded. "Yeah, I know, hard to believe."
Sam pushed her friend at the stairs. "You go. I'll get the info."
"What do you mean?" Raven asked, her boot on the stairs.
"He also knows Alexander. Don't you think he might know where they are?" Raven nodded, and Sam headed back inside, face-to-face with her one of her best friends.
"Jagger?" She asked, stepping a bit closer, her blue eyes open.
"Sam," he said, smiling, and she blinked. Soon after, though, she smiled, sitting down next to him, her boots tapping the ground a mile a minute.
"Didn't expect to see you here," Jagger told her, and she nodded.
"I could say the same to you," Sam said, tapping a finger to her head. "I thought I left you back home when I moved."
Her finger found its way into her black hair, twirling a piece. "Your habits still haven't changed," he noted, and she nodded.
"I have two questions for you," Sam said, holding out two fingers, trying to act smart. He laughed.
"Yeah?"
"One : Do you know where Alexander is?"
"Didn't you move in with him?"
"Errrm, yeah. So...I guess, question over with...?" She blushed.
"Did you get stupider?"
Sam whacked Jagger's head, scowling. "Did not. And second question - why are you here?"
"Two reasons," Jagger said, shrugging. He leaned forward a bit, making Sam bit her lip. "One - to get revenge."
"Who? What? Where? Why? And can I help?" Sam smiled eagerly, leaning forward herself.
Jagger smiled. "Still the same old Sam. And I don't think you want to help on this one."
Sam pouted. "Fine. And second reason." He leaned forward, his nose touching Sam's. Heat flooded to her cheeks.
"I wanted to see you."
"Seriously?" Sam's hands went up and she leaned back, shocked. "Just for me?"
"Well...yes and no. I was really coming here just for revenge, but I also really wanted to see you." He smiled at her, and she giggled.
"Awww. Thanks. I missed you too." Sam saw Jagger lean in, so she decided to just go and lean in in too, and that's when Raven fell in. She bounced back, the compact in her hands.
Sam glanced down. "Raven-"
Raven pointed to a spot next to Sam. "Look."
"What?" Sam asked, but when she turned, Jagger was gone. "Huh?" She looked back at at Raven, shaking her head. "I don't know."
Raven and Sam rushed back to the play, Raven bombarding Sam with questions. Sam only replied with a 'iono'.
When they got there, Libby looked at them in worry. "Where were you guys? I looked everywhere and I didn't see you."
"Well, me and Sam moved to the back, because this woman kept falling asleep on us!" Raven fibbed, smirking at Sam. Sam nodded.
Libby pulled Raven away to meet someone, and Sam stayed back, looking at the window and waiting for Raven to come back. A figure stood outside. "Huh..." Sam said, looking behind her. "I don't think Raven will be out for awhile..."
Sam slinked out the back, brushing a lock of black hair behind her ear. She looked around, trying to find the figure, but no one was there. She crossed her arms. Something in front of her glistened in the moonlight, catching her attention.
Raven came up behind her. "Did you find anything?"
Sam bent down, picking up an object, and stuffed it into the depths of her pocket, shrugging. "Nothing of interest."
When they arrived, Raven went through the house, turning on all the lights. Sam shuttered. "Raven, you know I don't like that much light."
"They have to be on," Raven said, throwing a blanket over Sam's head. "Stay under there."
"Ugh," Sam moaned.
"Why are you doing this, Raven?" Libby asked. Sam nodded from underneath the blanket.
"Didn't anyone tell you guys? I'm afraid of the dark."
Sam giggled, picking up on the lie. "Can I use your phone?" Raven asked, and then left. Sam plopped down on the floor, and Libby turned off the light.
Sam threw off the blanket, sighing in relief. "Thanks," she said, rubbing her forehead.
"You don't like light?" Libby asked, pulling out carrots and setting them on the floor. Sam politely refused.
"Nah...it sort of bothers me." Sam leaned agaisnt the couch, trying to see if she could catch in on Raven's conversation.
"So have you met Raven's boyfriend?"
"I'm living with him."
Libby's eyebrows went up. "Really?"
Sam nodded, and Raven came out, joining us. She also refused to eat. "Tell us about your boyfriend," Libby said, and then smirked at Sam. "Although I think your friend already knows a lot."
"I'm only a friend," Sam sung out loud, smiling.
Raven smiled, telling Libby all about her boyfriend. Afterwards, Libby looked up. "Can I ask you a question?" Raven asked suddenly.
Libby nodded. "Do you believe in vampires?"
Sam flushed, not paying attention to what they spoke about next. Sam stood up. "Well, I'm tired! Can you believe it? Me? Tired? I know." Sam ushered Raven and Libby off, and stood by their make-shift bed.
"Can I put this on the windowsill?" Raven asked, pulling out a tupperware container of garlic.
"Just try and keep it far away," Sam said, coughing and sneezing.
Sam woke up, stretching her arms over her head. Soon after, however, fits of coughing starting and she couldn't stop sneezing. "Do you have a cold?" Libby asked her. "I did notice something smells funny."
Sam couldn't talk much. She pointed a black-fingernail over to the window. "Garlic?" Libby asked, picking up the container.
Sam glared over at Raven, who shrugged. "I couldn't sleep last night. Your performance really scared me."
Sam still took the container - her fits of coughing getting worse - and threw them away, her coughing starting to seize. "So, what's on the agenda for today?" She asked, settling into the couch, Raven in front of her, Libby sitting next to her.
"How about the art museum?" Libby asked, excited.
Sam nodded."I'm up for that!"
"Well, I wanted to check out the Historical Society," Raven admitted.
"Why?" Libby asked. "Wouldn't you rather have picnics in the graveyard?"
"Can we?" Sam asked, excited, latching onto Libby's hand.
"I was joking."
Sam pouted. "Oh."
"I have a project to do," Raven told her aunt, nodding.
Sam shook her head. "No we don't-"
Raven threw the ring she was wearing at Sam's head, making the black-haired girl shut up. "Now that I think about it," Sam said, lying down now. "I'm pretty sure we do."
After more talking and waiting, everyone finally got ready and they left. Sam sort of tagged along, letting Raven talk, her mind distracted.
"I found the mansion we're looking for," Raven whispered into Sam's ear as they were walking away.
"Seriously? Cool," Sam said, nodding along.
"We'll check it out tomorrow," Raven told her.
"Come on, Rave! I don't wanna."
"But you are!"
"It's your boyfriend."
"It's your bestfriend."
Sam was defiant, but in the end, she gave up. And when the time came, Sam went with Raven to the mansion. "How about I wait out here?"
"What if he is in here?" Raven asked.
"Then I'll go. But for now, I am not wasting my time."
Raven rolled her eyes, chuckling. "I cannot believe I'm friends with you." Raven pulled Sam inside, making her check out the mansion.
"This is worse than the bus ride here," Sam commented. "And he missed our stop."
Raven laughed, nodding. "Sam! Look over there!" Raven suddenly said, grabbing the black-haired girls arm and pointing to a tree.
"What?" Sam asked, and then it rustled.
Sam blinked, her large blue eyes widening. "Do you think...?"
Raven nodded, pushing the short girl towards the tree. "Raven, I don't think so-" Sam was cut off when a huge Doberman pinscher bounded towards her. Sam shrieked, running backwards at Raven.
"You were wrooooong!" Sam cried, running into the night, Raven at her heels.
Sam and Raven boarded the bus, Sam boasting a tired, mad expression while Raven seemed depressed. Sam plopped down into the seat, resting her head on Raven's shoulder. "I cannot believe you almost let me be eaten."
"Well, you sacrificed me to the dog once you started running!" Raven teasingly pushed Sam's head off her shoulder.
"I didn't 'sacrifice' you," Sam scoffed, crossing her arms.
"Then what do you call it when someone shouts, 'SACRIFICE!' and trips you?" Raven inquired, looking at Sam with wide eyes.
Sam shrugged. "I call it 'allowing someone to get eaten by the mean dog while you escape free of harm'."
The bus stopped at their stop, and Sam bounded off the bus, huffing. "I thought that couple would never stop making out!"
"Still not a big fan of romance, are you?" Raven chuckled.
Sam was about to come back with a witty remark, or something, but something caught her eye near the Dumpster. "Why don't you go on ahead?" Sam asked Raven, pushing her friend towards the theater.
"You sure?" At Sam's huge head nod, Raven walked inside, leaving Sam back in the darkness. She crossed her arms, tapping her boots.
"I was hoping to find you here," a voice Sam knew all too well said.
Sam turned, spotting Jagger. She blinked. "I missed you too," she said, scoffing and laughing. She brushed a lock of black hair behind her ear. "Wait...so why did you want to find me?"
"Don't you want information about your friend?"
Sam thought for a moment. "Well, can't I just ask Raven what she likes to do on Saturday? I mean, I know I was waiting for a long time to ask, but I'm sure I can-"
Jagger sighed. "Sterling."
Sam nodded, her eyes getting bigger. "Oh yeah!" She smiled. "Can you tell me here?"
"How about you come to my apartment?" He asked, and Sam nodded back. She shrugged her arms, her smile growing wider.
"Sure! I'm sure Raven won't mind if I escape for a few minutes." Sam followed Jagger until they made it to his apartment. "Nice crib," Sam murmured, heading inside with him.
Sam took a moment to marvel and pressed her hands to her cheeks. "You lucky VAMPIRE!" She leaned into to look at the spider in the corner. "Can I hold him?" she cooed, but her attention was cast off towards the coffin.
"It's big!" Sam gawked, opening it and snuggling inside. Jagger stood in front of her, eyebrow raised. "Sorry, do you mind?"
After Sam had done her rushing around, she took a seat next to Jagger on the couch. "So, what can you tell me?"
He leaned forward. "Nothing."
"I came all the way here so you could tell me nothing?"
"Pretty much."
Sam rolled her eyes, pretty much expecting this. Coughing into her arm, she settled herself into the couch. Thinking better of it, she stood up. "Maybe I should get going-"
She gasped when a hand knocked her back onto the couch. "Jagger, what the gibble?"
"Still coming up with your own swears, huh?" He glanced at her.
"So why can't I leave?"
"I wanted to spend time with my friend-who just moved away without telling me-is that a crime?"
Sam nodded defiantly. Jagger rolled his eyes, taking her hand. "Let's do one thing before you run off."
"Like what?"
He led her outside and into a field part that she didn't knew existed behind the club. "What are-?" She stopped when she saw him pick up a soccer ball.
Sam's face lit up and she clasped her hands together. "YES!" She licked her lips and back up a bit, signaling with her hands to have him throw it. "I call first dibs."
Even from far away, she saw him roll his eyes and scoffed herself, but readied herself anyways. She narrowed her eyes as she watched for the soccer ball. It reminded her of back in home, when instead of going to school, she stayed back, waited for nightime, waiting to play soccer with Jagger.
When the ball bounced towards her, she kicked it with a loud CRACK. She laughed wickedly and sped forward, trying her hardest to keep up with the ball.
After a good hour, Sam slowed down, brushing her sleeve up to check her watch. "Oh crap," she said, breathing heavy, "I should get back now."
Jagger nodded, picking up the soccer ball. "See you later?" he asked.
Sam shrugged, walking forward, waving behind her.