Part 4 Hippie Samcedes

Sam quietly surveyed his surroundings as he watched the long haired smoking people pass around a cigarette. Generally, these were not the type of people who he associated with, especially not be free choice. He crossed his legs over each other and let his eyes land on a blue eyed girl with extremely long blonde hair. She was sitting with a dark haired, slightly darker skinned woman who was smoking a cigarette and blowing the puffs into the blonde womans face. The couple had caught Sam's attention because of a rather obese cat that just laid there between the legs of the fairer girl.

"I don't know Satan, that dude was like totally bogue. Can you dig it?" The blonde girl turned to the darker haired girl. "Like he totally didn't believe I was a unicorn and I'm like dude, you're such a putz. I am a unicorn." The woman named Satan passed over the cigarette to her friend. She took it between her fingers and pulled a long drag from it before she continued speaking."And then's he's like, don't be such a spaz. And I'm like fuck you man, don't make me throw Lord Tubbington at your ass. He looks fat, but he really ain't all that fat you know." Sam watched as she absent mindedly pet the cat between her legs and he had to wonder if it was even alive.

"Chill Sunshine. Don't listen to the man, man. They always tell us to do what the man wants and I'm like fuck you man, you ain't my dad." She leaned over and took the cigarette out of the other girls hand. "You gotta just keep on truckin, like fuck, the man always tells me to wear a bra and I'm like fuck you man, my tits like being long and loose. Grow a box and then tell me to wear a bra." She pulled on the cigarette and stared up into the sky. A tall man with long hair stared at the girl and yelled out.

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Hey man, don't Bogart that smoke. Pass it down!" Satan rolled her eyes and quickly glanced over at the tall man.

"Fuck you Frankenstein." Despite her harsh words she passed over the quicky shrinking cigarette. "You're such a burn out."

Sam grinned and looked over at the quiet shorter woman with doe eyes who was sitting beside him. She was sipping on a cup of mixed liquor. "I thought hippies were supposed to be peaceful."

"Nah my brother, sometimes we got our own probs, you dig?" She took another sip and closed her eyes. "We be seein brawls around here all the time."

Sam sipped on a cup of water. He didn't know these people well enough to feel comfortable drinking liquor with them. He stared into the fire and sighed. "What do you guys fight about? who stole someones flower." He chuckled and put his cup down.

Mercedes laughed and eyed the man. She liked it when he smiled or grinned. His face just seemed to light up in pure excitement and his eyes began to twinkle. She rolled her eyes at the flower statement. "Buzz off man." She said jokingly to the man beside her as she was handed the circulating cigarette.

"You don't smoke?" Sam raised his eyebrows and glanced down at her.

"I ain't no chump or burn out man. I don't smoke that shit." She glared at him in disbelief. "Not every person down for peace and love gotta do dope." Sam's eyes widened as he looked at the cigarette that was making its way back around.

"I thought it was a normal cig. I didn't mean to rattle your chains." He picked his cup back up and drank from it.

"Nope, thats a doobie. One of them can land you in the cooler if you're not careful. I ain't goin to no cooler for some smoke. If I go, it's cause I was fightin for my freedom and my rights." She shook her head and stared into the fire. "We in a new time my brother, but we all be playin by the same damn rules. You dig?"

Sam nodded. He actually understood what she was saying as he had seen the same ignorant behaviours being exhibited early that day. "I can dig it." Mercedes' head snapped up and she stared at him and smiled.

"Right on my man!" She said cheerfully. "You speakin the lingo now. That's good, Gimme some skin." She extended her hand and sam went to shake it but she slid her palm over his. He gave her a shy smile and continued to drink his water. Mercedes looked over at another blonde girl with flowers in her hair and a very pregnant belly. She was staring very intently at Sam, but he didn't seem to notice. "I think that girl want's to score with you green eyes." Mercedes slowly looked over at Sam as he stared around in confusion.

"She's pregnant." He said in surprise and slight disgust as his eyes landed on the woman.

"That ain't never stopped nobody before." Mercedes said with a chuckle.

"No I don't want to do it with her. I don't want to do it with nobody." He tore his eyes away from the other womans and stared back into the fire.

"Chill man. You ain't gotta do it. But if you want to, you can do it with me." The last part was said so quietly that Sam wasn't even a hundred percent sure he had heard her correctly. "I can give you a good time under these stars here tonight. I can make you feel good baby." She stared right into his eyes and Sam's breath hitched. He looked at the ground and then at his arm and his stomach churned.

"No." He said quietly and refused to look her in the eye.

"Ain't I a foxy mama?" Sam grinned and nodded. "Then why are you being a chump for?" She moved to sit in front of him and he simply stared at her. "I love making love, I'll show you that it's way better than war." Sam stared at her in disbelief.

"People are fucking dying right now and all you're fixated on is doin it?" He struggled to stand up. "What's wrong with you idiots. There's a war against communism right now to save your freedoms and ya'll don't give a shit."

"Damn man, no need to be so heavy." Mercedes scrambled up to speak to him.

"I'm goin home to my family. My dad's probably wiggin out right now." He scratched the mosquito bites on his neck.

"I hear that." She tentatively placed her hand on his left shoulder. He flinched at the contact and then settled into it. "I'll walk you back to your place."

"You don't have to, I'm a soldier I'll be fine."

"It's casual my man, but first I want to take you to a quiet place where I get to thinkin and shit. You know what I'm sayin? You need a lil' cool down my friend." She lightly rubbed his shoulder and Sam nodded.

"Okay…cool." He shrugged.

"Cool." She smiled up at him and led the way to her quiet place.

A/N: What shall happen in Mercedes quiet place? dun dun…just kidding, but not really. Thanks to those reading this, not sure why lol but if you like it yay! The next part will be pretty intense, but not like crazy