"So, what's this teacher like then?" Sammie asked Dex, as she strutted down the hallways, struggling to keep up with her new… "friend"
"Mr Murphy." He stated. "He's pretty cool I guess, just make sure you don't insult his music." He giggled nervously.
"Music?" Sammie questioned, expecting some eccentric old man, who liked to whip out his guitar and a pair of bongo drums at every given opportunity.
"Yeah, he's Liam Murphy, the ex rock star." He strained his voice on those last three words, making him sound slightly sarcastic.
"Oh my God, I had no idea he was a teacher now." Sammie grinned, she couldn't quite believe it. "I wonder how many more surprises this school has in store for me." She doubted there were many. It's just, she'd had a massive crush on Liam Murphy, back when she was about 12. She had his album, and knew all the words off by heart. She'd even had a poster of him hung up on her bedroom wall, but ripped it down about a year ago. He'd kind of dropped of the music radar when it was rumoured he had been admitted into rehab.
"Well…this is where I'm gunna have to love you and leave you." He giggled that nervous, adorable giggle again. He could barely look Sammie in the eye.
"Are you not…coming in?" She places a seductive finger on her lips, and pretended to bite down on her nail.
"Believe it or not, I'm 17 - so I'm not in your class." He did it again, Sammie couldn't help but grin at him. He really was the most adorable creature she'd ever met.
"What a shame." She stepped closer to him, their faces only inches apart. "I was looking forward to a bit of entertainment." She messed with his tie playfully.
"Yeah well…" He grabbed his tie out of her hands. "Maybe I'll see you around." And with that, he turned on his heel and walked off. Sammie rolled her eyes, hopefully not all the boys in Summer Bay were like that.
She walked confidently into the class room, smirking at the teacher…Liam Murphy.
"Hey." He said, looking bemused. "And you are?"
"Sammie Braxton. I'm new." She giggled, and played with her hair.
"Well take a seat please, Samantha." Mr Murphy spoke, completely ignoring Sammie's obvious attempt at flirting. She did her usual confident strut, right down the middle of the classroom, and noisily pulled a chair out at the back.
The class was a bore, just a blur of musical rubbish. Mr Murphy seemed enthusiastic, which was cute and worth Sammie's attention, but what he was talking about was just so…boring. She didn't even take music at her old school, she knew nothing about it.
When the lesson had finished, she quickly gathered her books and hurried out of class. Maybe she'd find Casey on the way to her next one. She'd caught sight of where her next classroom was earlier, when Dex had walked her to Mr Murphy's class. She walked at a fast pace, really not wanting anyone to notice her. Suddenly, someone bumped into her shoulder, knocking her back slightly.
"Hey watch it!" She turned round to see who had been clumsy enough to walk straight into her- a rather short girl with long brown curls, and an upturned nose.
"Sorry." She muttered apologetically, not quite meeting Sammie's eye line.
"Yeah, you better be." Sammie threatened, aggressively moving toward her. Nobody bumped into a Braxton like that and got away with it. "You know, maybe next time you should look where you're going, curly!" She was towering over the girl, practically flexing her muscles to make herself seem more aggressive. The tall blonde guy next to the girl, who Sammie noticed as the guy who had walked her brother to class, stepped in between the two girls.
"Look I'm sorry." He pleaded. "She didn't mean to.""If you think-" Sammie was about to threaten them even more, when she felt a rough hand on her arm, tugging her back.
"What the hell do you think you're playing at?" Casey was stood next to her, his lips pursed in anger. He flashed a smile at Sammie's victims, and they walked off, both equally red faced. "This is our first day for God's sake, are you trying to make people hate you?""Oh, relax officer." She frowned, adding extra sarcasm to her last word. "I was only having a bit of fun." She smirked up at her brother, managing to shrug herself out of his grip.
"Well your idea of fun doesn't exactly translate to these people. And I don't exactly want to be the school freak this time round!" Casey spoke through gritted teeth, his face red.
"I'm sorry." Sammie apologised, backing down to her brother. She'd never understood why Casey had ever cared what people thought of him.