Sam POV:
I sat in the car-seat and listened to the stupid radio. I glanced over at Freddie who was driving the car. I sighed loudly trying to get his attention. He didn't glance at me. I sighed loudly yet again.
"What?" he asked me.
"I'm bored."
"Get over it."
"Don't tell me what to do!"
"Shut-up."
"I will if you talk to me."
"Will you talk back to me?"
"Depends."
"Fine, I'll talk to you," Freddie said. He looked over at me and then back at the road. "You're annoying. There. I'm done talking to you."
I glared at Freddie. "Stupid."
"Thanks, I'm so glad that I'm so stupid," he said sarcastically.
"Don't make me punch you," I told him angrily.
"Yeah, I've gotten used to it."
I leaned over and punched him very hard in the shoulder. Freddie bit his lip from making any noise. I punched him again. "Sam!" he shouted. "I'm driving! Do you want to wreck?"
"If you talk to me while we're dead, then yeah!" I screamed. Freddie turned over and glared at me.
Thirty minutes later, I decided to try to talk again. "Hey," I said.
"Not talking."
"Can you pull over. I'm feeling a little sick."
Freddie sighed and pulled the car to the side of the road. "Since when do you-Hey!" He said as I opened the car door and stepped out. I started to walk down the side of the highway. "Sam!" Freddie shouted at me. I ignored him and continued walking. "Sam! Where are you-Sam!" I heard Freddie shout.
I continued walking along the side of the road. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Freddie was getting out of the car. He clicked the lock button and started to jog after me. Freddie caught up to me and grabbed my arm and turned me around. "What is your problem, Sam? I thought you were feeling sick, not wanting to walk down the side of the highway!" he told me.
I rolled my eyes. "Well, maybe I wanted someone's attention," I told him. I looked at a random car driving by. I pointed at it. "Like their attention!"
"Why the heck would you want their attention?"
"Maybe because I feel like it!" I told him angrily. "And maybe because I hate arguing with you, but yet I love it!"
"That makes no sense," Freddie told me while throwing his hands up in the air.
"You know it makes sense!" I shouted at him. Freddie was about to say something, but I shoved my hand over his mouth. "Listen, Fredward!" I told him angrily. "Maybe if you listen to my story for five minutes you'll believe me!"
"Beweve oo bout whut?" Freddie mumbled.
"That Abigail started it! I was the victim in that fight!" I told him.
Freddie groaned. "Not again," he said while removing my hand from his mouth.
"Yes, again! I won't shut up till you believe me!" I told him.
"If I say I believe you will you shut up?"
"Only if you really believe me!"
Freddie sighed. "Fine, I believe you and I'm not lying," he said to me.
I squinted my eyes at him. I looked him up and down to see if he was lying or not. "Do you?" I asked.
"Yes," Freddie said. I continued mentally shooting daggers at him. Freddie sighed, knowing what I was doing in my head. "Do you want me to prove it?" he asked.
"Yes!"
"Fine!" Freddie suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me against him. He then grabbed my chin with his free hand. He quickly kissed me roughly on the lips. I stood there and a smile started to creep upon my face. Freddie pulled away from me and looked down at me. "Happy?" he breathed.
I nodded my head. "Can we go to Hawaii now?" I asked since I was really wanting to go there now.
"Duh," Freddie said. He grabbed my hand. We walked back to the car hand-in-hand.
Then I heard a car honk at us and a random dude stick his head out and shout, "Stop smooching on the highway! I don't want to see that!" Freddie and I laughed and I leaned against him. I then glanced at the cars and saw a black car drive by. A woman was driving and she had her window rolled down and she was staring at us. She had long, curly, brown hair and sunglasses were resting on her nose so she could see us better.
...~*~...
I stood in the airport, waiting to get on the plane. I glanced behind me and I swear that I saw the same woman duck under a bench. I saw her hair and black clothes flash away quickly. I glanced over at Freddie who was reading a magazine. I slowly walked over to the bench and I saw the woman stand up. She smiled at me. "Dropped my suitcase," she said as she pulled up her bag. I glanced down at it and saw a tag with her name on it. It said 'Property of Unity Ami Houston.' I looked back up at her. She smiled once again. I noticed that she looked exactly like the woman in the car. I looked closer and saw black sunglasses in her hand and then I noticed she had blue-green eyes. She glanced up. "Got to go, my plane is here," she said and she walked away.
I turned around and glanced at the plane listings. My and Freddie's plane had just arrive.
Sorry for the long wait guys! Anyways, first things first, this is the news about the chapters! I will be switching off and on (ugh). Why? Half of y'all wanted more chapters, but you wanted them shorter. Some of you wanted 15 chapters, but you wanted them shorter. So, I've decided to do 15 or more chapters and just switch from long to short (since some of you wanted long chapters and I love long chapters). So, I hope you guys like! :)
Also, this is a random fact, but Unity Ami Houston is based off of one of my Social Studies projects. We were doing an Uncle Sam project and one of the choices was create your own American Symbol. I made my own symbol and wrote a two page report about her. Her name was Unity Sabrina Ami, so Unity in this story is sort of named after her.
And the next chapter will most likely come later on today or tomorrow! I know, shorter chapters=quicker updates! YAY! lol. But the next chapter will probably - hopefully - be longer than this one.
~InsaneBlueberry~
P.S. I have this WHOLE story officially figured out! I even know what Sam's new career is going to be! Also, when this story is officially over, I'm going to tell you what this story is based off of! It's one of my favorite TV shows! *hint hint*