A/N: Hey guys, thanks for the reviews (but don't stop reviewing now * lol
*) Okay so I don't own anyone except for Sam. and other people that S.E.
Hinton doesn't own (????) You get the picture! Okay here goes Chapter 4. (
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"Wake up," Sam opened her eyes to see Soda's smile. She smiled back weakly at him. "Darry made a chocolate cake last night, want some breakfast?" "Chocolate cake for breakfast?" Sam laughed wearily. "You're still not okay, are you?" Soda asked softly. Sam reached a finger out and played with his sandy blonde hair, and looked into his eyes, "I feel even better than usual because you're here." "We got Becca from you're neighbour last night," Soda explained, "she stayed here and she seems very happy with her chocolate cake!" "Shit," Sam moaned, "I completely forgot about Becca. I'm such a bad mother." "That's because it's not you're time to be a mother, Sam. And from what I see with Becca, you're an amazing mother, despite the fact you're barely old enough to be living alone," Soda stroked Sam's hair, "everything's going to get better. I'm going to help you through all of this. I promise." "Why?" Sam asked sadly, "nobody's ever wanted to help me." "Because I want for you to get out of this dump, to work you're way through high school and finish it. because. I love you Sam." Soda said finally. Sam's eyes went wide for a moment, "you barely know me," she said meekly. "I may have only known you for a week but I feel like I've known you forever. I've been in love once before, and I know what it feels like. And I love you." Soda paused, and when Sam didn't say anything, he said "I guess that was too much for one wake-up. I'll be outside," Soda stood up and felt pretty heart-broken. "Soda." Sam interlocked her fingers with his. Soda turned around. "I'm scared of love. Scared shitless. Anyone that I've thought I've loved has only turned against me. so I'm afraid to tell you how I'm feeling right now. But Sodapop Curtis I'm feeling the exact same way you are. in love." "I'll never turn against you, baby," Soda said softly. "I know." Sam said with a confused look in her eyes, "I think I want to kiss you." She said suddenly, then bit her lip because she was afraid that Soda would think her crazy. What if Soda's just lying too? But God I do want him, I want him to hold me again. Why does life have to be like this? Why can't I be normal? "Sorry, Soda, I shouldn't have said that I -" Soda shook his head and planted a kiss on her lips. Sam kissed him back until they were making out on Soda's bed. Soda began rubbing his hands along her back and began to pull off her t-shirt, but then he stopped. "Sorry baby." Sam blushed a little, thankful that he knew that she wasn't ready to trust anyone this much, "thanks Soda." "Now. enough of this," Soda said uncomfortably, "I need to ask you something. Do you really want to get out of this place?" Sam paused, "yes." "I was thinking about it last night," Soda said, "Are you applying to any Universities?" "I don't have the money," Sam shrugged. "Well Darry was given an athletic scholarship because of football and I was thinking that you could get an athletic scholarship for basketball to Brock, it's up in Ontario. I went to the library and found out all this stuff and if you apply before the end of this week, you can still make it into classes for next year." Sam stared at Soda for a moment, "you did all this while I was sleeping?!" she laughed, then she threw her arms around you, "I love you so much!" "Well then come on, get your application in!"
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"Wake up," Sam opened her eyes to see Soda's smile. She smiled back weakly at him. "Darry made a chocolate cake last night, want some breakfast?" "Chocolate cake for breakfast?" Sam laughed wearily. "You're still not okay, are you?" Soda asked softly. Sam reached a finger out and played with his sandy blonde hair, and looked into his eyes, "I feel even better than usual because you're here." "We got Becca from you're neighbour last night," Soda explained, "she stayed here and she seems very happy with her chocolate cake!" "Shit," Sam moaned, "I completely forgot about Becca. I'm such a bad mother." "That's because it's not you're time to be a mother, Sam. And from what I see with Becca, you're an amazing mother, despite the fact you're barely old enough to be living alone," Soda stroked Sam's hair, "everything's going to get better. I'm going to help you through all of this. I promise." "Why?" Sam asked sadly, "nobody's ever wanted to help me." "Because I want for you to get out of this dump, to work you're way through high school and finish it. because. I love you Sam." Soda said finally. Sam's eyes went wide for a moment, "you barely know me," she said meekly. "I may have only known you for a week but I feel like I've known you forever. I've been in love once before, and I know what it feels like. And I love you." Soda paused, and when Sam didn't say anything, he said "I guess that was too much for one wake-up. I'll be outside," Soda stood up and felt pretty heart-broken. "Soda." Sam interlocked her fingers with his. Soda turned around. "I'm scared of love. Scared shitless. Anyone that I've thought I've loved has only turned against me. so I'm afraid to tell you how I'm feeling right now. But Sodapop Curtis I'm feeling the exact same way you are. in love." "I'll never turn against you, baby," Soda said softly. "I know." Sam said with a confused look in her eyes, "I think I want to kiss you." She said suddenly, then bit her lip because she was afraid that Soda would think her crazy. What if Soda's just lying too? But God I do want him, I want him to hold me again. Why does life have to be like this? Why can't I be normal? "Sorry, Soda, I shouldn't have said that I -" Soda shook his head and planted a kiss on her lips. Sam kissed him back until they were making out on Soda's bed. Soda began rubbing his hands along her back and began to pull off her t-shirt, but then he stopped. "Sorry baby." Sam blushed a little, thankful that he knew that she wasn't ready to trust anyone this much, "thanks Soda." "Now. enough of this," Soda said uncomfortably, "I need to ask you something. Do you really want to get out of this place?" Sam paused, "yes." "I was thinking about it last night," Soda said, "Are you applying to any Universities?" "I don't have the money," Sam shrugged. "Well Darry was given an athletic scholarship because of football and I was thinking that you could get an athletic scholarship for basketball to Brock, it's up in Ontario. I went to the library and found out all this stuff and if you apply before the end of this week, you can still make it into classes for next year." Sam stared at Soda for a moment, "you did all this while I was sleeping?!" she laughed, then she threw her arms around you, "I love you so much!" "Well then come on, get your application in!"