Hiya!
Once
again, UBER sorry for not updating in a while. But hey, better late
than ever.
Enjoy! And PLEASE tell me your ideas for the story. To tell you the truth, I'm kinda making this up as I go OO.
Chapter 7
It took a long moment for Sam to figure out what just happened.
One moment, she was fake flirting with Jake; the next, she was on the ground with her head throbbing.
She tried to get up, and almost fell back down due do being dizzy from the fall.
After she caught her balance, a reassuring hand was on her back.
"You alright, Sam? I saw the whole thing," a familiar voice told her.
She turned, and was relieved to see it was Darrell (See? TOLD ya I'd add him in :). She smiled, and gave him a one-arm hug.
"Thanks, Darrell," she told him, "I think I'm alright though, just a little—"
She stopped when she saw him blushing from her hugging him.
"Are you okay?" she teased Darrell, "your face is all red."
He touched his face with his pale hands, "Huh? Y-yeah, I'm fine. It's just hot in this school.. Jeez." He then pretended to fan his face with his hand, hoping Sam would buy it.
She laughed, and then muttered, "Whatever you say, Darrell."
With that, she walked off to her first period class.
History seemed somewhat boring that day. The sub was completely timid, and didn't know how to handle the class. So, Sam wasn't able to finish her homework early since Jen kept talking to her about Rachel. Sam just pretended she was listening; she was more worried about how Rachel kept stealing glances of her during the class. Often, Sam would stare straight back, as if challenging her to fight. Rachel was usually the one to look away first.
Maybe she just wants to taunt me? Sam thought as she was collecting her books to leave school (I've decided to make History her last period class. XD).
At this point; Sam didn't know, and she wasn't going to stop and ask.
As she was walking out of the classroom door, thought, Rachel passed her, muttering something under her breath to Sam. She couldn't tell what she said, but Sam was positive it wasn't, "Have a nice day".
As Sam and Jake drove out of the school parking lot, Sam had many questions that wanted answered. Sure, it's wasn't right to pommel them all on Jake, but hey, who else was she going to ask? Rachel?
"Why was Rachel glaring at me during history? It was so weird! It was as if she wanted me to cause a scene in school – again!"
Sam was in a rant.
It seemed as though nothing would shut her up. Jake tried many things. He tried putting the volume up on the radio, he tried singing to the song that was literally vibrating the car, and even opening up all the windows. Nothing shut up that motor mouth.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
"SHUT UP!" he screamed over her voice, thrusting his backpack on her, "I don't know anything you're saying! I don't know Rachel all too well, remember?"
Sam giggled for a while over Jake's sudden outburst. Jake seemed to enjoy the peace and quiet, until Sam said something that made a cold shiver run up and down Jake's spine.
"She's your girlfriend now, Mustang eyes. No turning back."
Sorry, all I have for now :[
