Sam's POV

Countdown: 18 days to the dance

I arrived at school with Carly today, since I did sleep over at her house. I was still wondering about what happened at Josh's date last night. Hopefully things didn't go wrong because of something I advised him to do or say.

I sighed, after I got my ham after the 'date' with Josh, Carly was kind of… badgering. First she lectured me on my outfit, I mean she said that on dates I should wear something a little fancier, I totally agree with her, especially with the fancy restaurant, but it wasn't a date. Secondly, its kind of connected with the first. She keeps on saying that it WAS a date-date.

I rolled my eyes as her voice ran through my head. "Saaaam! He likes you! He took you out on a daaaaate! It all fits. He. Likes. You." She kept saying it but in different ways like… "I swear he likes you, I mean c'mon, have you seen the way he looks at you?" or "Sam, he walks you to your classes, walks you home, ALWAYS talks to you, took you out on a date he liiiiiikes you." Well you get the picture.

I grinned to myself as I placed books on my locker, Carly was on hers talking to someone from her honors class.

"Hey, Sam." I smiled as I turned my face slightly to see a half grinning Josh leaning coolly on the locker in between Carly's and mine. Damn only he could make it look so simple but difficult.

"How was the date last night?" I asked him as I shoved one more book on my locker and grabbed 2 other ones.

"It was nice. But it didn't really work." He said with a offhand shrug.

"Aw. Why's that?" I said as I waved to Carly and walked to my first class with Josh tagging along with me.

"I dunno. I guess she really wasn't my type of girl, she was so plain, afraid of risks, I don't know if she has a sense of humor, and I could go on forever." He said as he shrugged.

"Hey that's mean." I said as I stuck my tongue out at him. Just then Gibby passed by without a shirt on. "Hey Gibby! Put your shirt back on! I was having a good day here." I shouted at him.

Josh chuckled, "and you thought I was mean."

I rolled my eyes but let it slide, "So why did you date her if you don't like her anyways?" I asked him.

Just then the first bell rang. He just shrugged as we both headed off to class.

"I dont know what to do sometimes."

"Why don't you just tell her?" I asked as I kicked a rock into the lake.

School ended about an hour ago and I'm here… at the park, talking to B.

"I can't. I just built a better relationship – friendly type sadly – with her and I don't want to lose it."

"But what if your relationship wont crumble? Seriously it's a 50:50 chance." I said as I kicked another rock.

"But…"

"Look, no buts just try. C'mon. It's better than keeping it to yourself then that's just a 0:0 chance." I said with a grumble.

"You know what? You're right." He said with a really happy tone. I laughed at his bipolar attitude,

"Go get her."

"I will. Thanks." With that he hung up.

I grinned, which soon faltered after my thought; well at least someone has a 50% chance of getting who they liked. I'm still on -50.

I sighed and made my way back home. When I was about 6 blocks away from it I heard a familiar voice calling out to me.

I composed my face so that it won't look like I was too happy to see him, coz people might get wrong assumptions.

"Hey, Sam. I have to tell you something…" The voice, that could only be his, said as he lightly touched my arm.

Cliffyyyyy… haha. Sorry for breaking it there especially after you guys waited forever. But the next part is one of the big parts so it needs to stand alone…

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