Chapter 10 – Lies, Doubts, Acquisitions, and the Break
Sam drove as fast as she dared to pick Amber up. She thought if she should tell Amber where she was or not and decided against it. She would tell the girl later when she and Carly worked out a few other issues. Overall she was very please she went to see Carly; it went better than she thought. She felt, and knew Carly did as well; the two could be best friends again. Sam secretly wished she could tell Carly she loved her more than a friend, but now was not the time. She knew their friendship was going to be delicate at first and she had to be careful. One wrong word or misunderstood action would ruin everything. Then there was Amber. "Oh, man, this is going to be tough. I love her…I know I do…but Carly was right, if I truly loved her I would not have any doubts. That makes sense. And what about what she said about those rumors. It made sense too. Is there any truth behind those rumors? Oh, I know Amber is not a whore and a lot of those things spread around at school are not true…but how much do I know about her sexual past. I mean…we agreed not to talk about our sexual past, hell mine is very little, but the girl sure does know a lot. Damn she even taught me some things…a lot of things." Sam talked to herself aloud all the way to the school trying to convince herself of her love for Amber and she was doing the right thing. Sam hated feeling guilty, a feeling she never had before.
When she arrived at the front of the school she saw her girlfriend sitting on the curb with her books open, her hair pulled up, and wearing her glasses. She was writing in her notebook. Damn, she sure is a hottie, Sam thought and sighed when she saw Amber look up and wave excitedly at her. She is going to be pissed I am late and I am not in the mood to argue, the day was just too good to let an argument ruin it. Sam drove to the curb and Amber got in the car all smiles.
"Sorry I am late." Sam said without looking at her girlfriend.
Amber leaned over and kissed her on her cheek, "Its fine…I expected it. I have been dating you for a while and I know you well enough to know you would be late. It gave me time to finish some of my homework. What are we doing for dinner? I am starving."
Sam sighed in relief and turned to the other girl, "I kinda ate already…sorry I was hungry."
"Oh…it's cool…I…well lets just stop by The Den and I can get a sandwich or something…maybe soup…they have good soup." Amber said as she put her seat belt on. The Den was a local sandwich shop on the way to Sam's house. "So what did you eat?" Amber asked while Sam pulled out of the parking lot.
"Uhh…oh…umm…just some tacos, sorry I didn't wait but I was hungry."
Amber giggled, "Its fine…I missed you this afternoon. How was your day?"
"Fine, nothing exciting to talk about," Sam lied, "How about you? Any trouble in Gym Class?"
Amber giggled again, "No…I did not dress out, told Coach I was having cramps and he excused me so I just sat there doing homework."
Sam laughed, "That was good, but what happens when you do get your period? He may be dumb but I think he knows you don't get more than one a month."
"I'll worry about that later." Amber answered and went on about her day and asking Sam questions about hers. Sam was getting a little annoyed with the questions. She controlled her temper since she knew the real reason for being annoyed was guilt about lying to Amber. Damn, I used to be able to lie and not think twice about it, but when it comes to her and Carly I never could do so with a clean conscience, she thought when she pulled the car into the sandwich shop parking lot. It did not have a drive through so Amber was going to go inside to get her food. Sam parked the car and turned off the ignition and waited for Amber to get out. The other girl opened the vanity mirror and frowned when she looked at herself. She then opened her purse and got out her compact and lipstick.
"You did not tell me I looked to terrible." She said as she let down her hair and shook it out. Sam glanced at her and her annoyance started to grow. Sam watched Amber reapply her make up and then brush her hair. Why couldn't she just get out of the car like a normal person and go get her food instead of primping herself like she is going to do a photo shoot!
"Damn, Amber…First you do not look terrible and second just get out of the car and get your dinner! Fuck…it's just a sandwich shop! You are not meeting the Queen of England in there! You don't have to be such a priss about it. Unless you think you are going to meet a future date or something!" Sam snapped.
Amber snapped her clutch purse shut and got out of the car. Before she closed the door she looked at Sam and stuck out her tongue, "Ok, ok, Miss. Impatient!" She said cheerfully and walked into the shop. Amber stood in line waiting for her order. She was not going to let Sam ruin the fun she had planned for tonight. She was thinking all afternoon of what she was going to do and she was extremely sexually aroused. Amber could sense something was bothering Sam and she would ask her later. The Goth girl knew her girlfriend and knew when not to pry about what may be brothering her until the time was right and right now was not a good time. Sam was in a dangerous mood.
While waiting for Amber, Sam pulled her cell phone out and found Carly's name and sent a quick text – Carls, had a great time and C U soon! SP
She closed the phone and was surprised it chimed alerting her to a new text. She did not expect Carly to respond so quickly or even to respond at all. She read the message – Sam, me too & thank U…4 everything! U R the best! Call me when u can. CS
She smiled and saved the message. Amber soon appeared and Sam apologized for snapping at her and the other girl cheerfully said it was ok and they drove home.
The girls got home and Amber went into the kitchen to eat her soup and sandwich while Sam turned on the television. Amber was disappointed her girlfriend did not want to talk to her while she ate, but she knew later Sam would be in a better mood. Amber smiled wickedly at the thought of what she was going to do, yeah that will put her in a great mood. Amber ate and went to take a shower and change.
Sam sat in front of the television not really watching it. She did not know why she was so irritable and felt bad about snapping at Amber when all the girl did was try to make herself look better. But her primping and girly acting started to wear on her nerves. She used to find it cute, but now it was just annoying. I do need to apologize to her more…it was stupid of me to snap at her. And what was the deal with my last comment about her looking for a date? Where did that come from? She thought and then heard clicking on the hardwood floors behind her. She turned her head to see Amber walking into the living room wearing…WOW! I have no idea what the silly girl is up to, but damn she looks hot! Sam thought as Amber walked in front of the chair Sam was sitting in. Sam just stared at her girlfriend.
Amber was dressed in a simple white button down dress shirt, tied in the middle to show her bare stomach; a blue and black plaid skirt that was so short the garters she was wearing were showing out of the hem; attached to the garters were white stockings; on her feet were black heels; her hair was in two pony tails that fell to the sides of her head and the two locks of her red streaks fell across each cheek; and her makeup was in perfect order as usual. She stood in front of Sam biting her right index finger and swaying back and forth like a child innocently explaining why she did something wrong. Her left hand was behind her back.
"Ms. Puckett…I…I have been a bad girl and was told to some see you to get punished." Amber said innocently.
It took Sam a full ten seconds to get over her shock before she knew what her girlfriend was up to. It took her so long Amber even frowned when she thought she made a mistake. But she smiled when Sam finally played along.
"Well, Amber St. Claire, I see you are in my office for a third time this year. I am afraid this time I will have to punish you with a spanking."
Amber, who quickly got back into character, shifted her feet in mock fear, "Please Ms. Puckett…I…I will behave, please don't spank me."
"No, my dear, you had two other chances. Now be a good girl, for once, and remove your panties."
Amber blushed, "I…I am not wearing any. I…I took them off before I came here…see." She muttered in a childlike voice and brought her left hand from behind her back and showed Sam her white cotton French cut panties.
Sam frowned, "See you have been a bad girl. Hand me your panties and come here and lay on my lap so you may get your punishment. I am afraid it is going to be strict and harsh."
Amber slowly made her way to Sam, handed the girl her panties, and lay down on her stomach so her butt was on Sam's lap. Sam placed the panties next to her and lifted the short skirt and took a sharp intake of breath as she admired her girlfriend's small well shaped tight butt. She ran her hands gently over the alabaster buttocks and heard Amber let out a small moan. The blonde then bent down and lightly kissed Amber's butt and ran her tongue seductively over the smooth skin. She suddenly brought her right hand down hard on the small buttocks. Amber let out a yell of pain and moaned in pleasure. Sam grinned as she felt the familiar feeling of arousal between her legs. She brought her hand down again hard and once more Amber yelped in pain. Sam took time to admire the red hand prints on her girlfriend's pale butt. She then gently rubbed Amber's butt seductively.
Amber turned her head, her buttocks burned with pain and her arousal increased as her eyes began to water. "Ms. Puck…Ms. Puckett…how many do…do I have to get?" She asked timidly.
"Fifteen more…you were bad. I was only going to give you ten but when I found out you took off your panties I had to add five more."
Amber felt a wave of fear rush over her, she did not expect that many. It was true the pain did excite her and increased her sexual stimulation but that did not mean it did not hurt and she had a very low tolerance to pain in general. But what excited her most was Sam's dominance over her, but still she did not know if she could take that many. "P…please, Ms. Puckett…I…I don't know if I can take that many."
"Well you should have thought of that before you misbehaved. Now it is going to get worse and you are going to scream and we do not want to bother my secretary so open your mouth."
Amber had no idea what Sam meant but opened her mouth in obedience. Her empty mouth was soon filled with her panties and she struggled to keep Sam from shoving them in more, but to no avail. Sam was much stronger than her. Sam held her tight while she pushed the panties into her victim's mouth and when they were in she once again caressed that beautiful butt. Amber cursed herself for not thinking of what could happen with her panties. She hated to be gagged and she also made the mistake of pulling panties from the dirty laundry hamper. They were the ones she had on yesterday and she could taste herself on them.
Sam brought her hand down hard fifteen more times on the naked butt of her girlfriend. She spanked Amber slowly and with purpose and had to hold the squirming crying girl down with all her strength. She was getting extremely turned on by the other girl's muffled whimpers and cries. When she gave the last stoke she looked at the cherry red butt and smiled. Her hand stung from giving the spanking. Sam then spread the girl's butt and inserted a finger in Amber's pussy. Amber let out a muffled moan as the finger went inside her. Her pussy was extremely wet.
"Why, Amber dear, I do believe you got turned on by your punishment. Does that mean you want more? Do I need to spank you again?" Amber squirmed and let out muffled whimpers and pleas for Sam not to spank her again. She could not take anymore. Sam laughed.
"Well…maybe not, but I see you are a very naughty girl. I think it is time to teach you how naughty girls can please others. Stand up!" Sam screamed as she removed the panties from Amber's mouth. Amber got to her feet in front of her blonde girlfriend and rubbed her sore butt. She had tears in her eyes and her mascara was running down her cheeks as she watched Sam quickly remove her pants, panties, tee shirt and bra. Sam slide down in the chair and spread her legs. Amber was extremely aroused.
"Come here, naughty girl and kiss me. I am going to tell you what to do and you will do it or you get spanked again."
Amber hesitated for a moment, not in fear or lack of desire, no she hesitated to admire the vision of beauty in front of her. Sam lay on the chair and her long curly blonde hair spread over the front of her chest to barely cover her breasts. Amber admired the small well shaped breasts tipped with light brown nipples. She admired the girl's well but feminine defined flat stomach. She admired the small patch of hair over the girl's pubic area. She admired the light tan skin of her girlfriend. Once again Amber was reminded of the beauty of a Greek goddess and thought there was no way even Da Vinci or D'angelo could capture anything as lovely as the naked girl in front of her. Her admiration was brought to an end when Sam once again told her to come to her.
Amber made her way to Sam and dropped to her knees and kissed the other girl. They kissed for a long time and as their tongues entwined in each other's mouths, Amber began to fondle Sam's light brown nipples. Sam gave a sharp intake of breath while Amber kissed her neck and continued to pleasurably torment her nipples.
"Ohhh…God Amber…more…kiss my breasts…suck them…ohhh yes." Amber started sucking the girl's nipples with delight. She moved from her left to the right and back again. She then felt Sam push her head down and Amber knew what she was to do. She kissed down Sam's body and when she got to the spread thighs her tongue ran up Sam's inner thighs, teasing and tasting. Sam let out a loud moan and pushed Amber's head into her pussy.
"Goood…Amber…I cannot take it…stop teasing me…eat me…eat my pussy." Amber smiled and brought her tongue to the folds of Sam's pussy and teased. After a brief moment she plunged her tongue deep inside Sam and felt the girl buck her hips to meet her and gasp in pleasure. Amber relished in the taste and pleasure she gave her beautiful girlfriend.
After twenty minutes of performing oral sex on Sam, Ambers tongue was beginning to get sore and her jaw ached. Sam had yet to cum and Amber had tried everything she knew. She played with the girl's clit, rimmed her ass with her tongue, penetrated her pussy with her fingers, used her tongue and hands in everyway she knew, and Sam had yet to cum. The blonde never took this long. From the sounds she was making, Sam seemed to be enjoying herself at first, but after a while Sam's moans of pleasure stopped as Amber continued. After s few more minutes Amber felt Sam pull her from between her thighs and let out a long sigh. Amber laid her head on Sam's stomach.
"Stop, Amber…I…I guess I am not in the mood anymore." Sam said as she reached for her tee shirt.
Amber looked up, "It's ok, Samantha…maybe…well…do you want to try other things? You can do things to me if you want. We could go into the bedroom." Her voice was timid.
Sam moved Amber's head so she could put her shirt on and muttered no. Amber frowned and tried to kiss Sam but her head was pushed away. "I'm not in the mood…sorry." She sounded a little disgusted.
"But…well…I…I'm sorry I could not please you…maybe if we tried…ouhhhh…let go! That hurts!" Amber yelled when Sam grabbed her arm tight.
"Damn it, Amber, I am not in the mood! I just don't feel like having sex tonight! Damn, girl, do you always think sex is the answer to everything…I mean it is all you ever seem…fuck! Just leave me alone!" Sam said and let go of Amber's arm with a hard twist, The Goth girl now had tears in her eyes as she rubbed her right arm and stared at her girlfriend.
"What…what does that mean! I'm Sorry you did not get off, but I did all I knew what to do! And what does 'I think sex is the answer to everything'? The answer for what, Samantha? Ever since you picked me up you have been in this weird mood and I have ignored it because I wanted to…ohhhh…I wanted to thank you for the homecoming thing! And…and you hurt my arm!"
Sam glared at Amber and the Goth girl flinched a little. She knew that look in those wonderful blue eyes and it scared her. People did not mess with Sam Puckett when she got that look in her eyes, but Amber was not just people so while she was scared she did not back down, "What…you going to hit me know? Was trying to break my arm not good enough for you?"
"Shut Up…you know damn well I would never hit you like that! I am just not in the mood…fuck…just…just forget it!" Sam grabbed her panties from the floor and put them on while still sitting on the chair.
Amber got up off the floor, "I'm going to bed…so…night." She got up and hesitated before leaving the room. She stood there looking at Sam, who had focused back on the television. Amber was waiting for Sam to say something…anything before she went to bed. After a moment the girl knew Sam was not going to say a word and she stomped into the bedroom. Sam ignored her.
About five minutes later Amber came from the room now dressed in her pink pajama bottoms and a white camisole. She was carrying a pillow and her blanket she had brought from home when she moved in with Sam. "I'm sleeping in the other room tonight…and…and…you should do your homework!"
Sam looked at her girlfriend and glared, "What is with this homework shit every night! Fuck, Amber, I will do it when I want. What are you my mother? Why do you care so fucking much if I do it or not!"
Amber glared back, her eyes were puffy, swollen, and red from crying, "I care because I want you to due good in school so you can…can go to college and I care because I love you!"
"Well maybe I don't want to go to college! I am sick of school and the bullshit! I am not like you, Amber; I am not smart like you so stop pushing me about college! I am not going! And…and how do you know you love me! What makes you so fucking positive you love me anyway? Hell, we are only seventeen and do we even…ahhhhh! Just forget it!"
Amber dropped the pillow and blanket and stood stunned for a full minute before answering, "You…you are smart! You can go…that is why I push you! And how do I know I love you…very simple, Samantha Puckett…I know I love you because when I think of you not being in my life I want to die! Just like I felt when my mom and…Aaaarrgh you can be so damn impossible sometimes!" Amber bent down and picked up her pillow and blanket and stormed off to the other bedroom, that used to be Sam's. She turned in the doorway, "And stop using that language with me…you know I hate it." Amber then turned and slammed the door.
"I'll use what any fucking damn fucking language I want to use." Sam mumbled to herself and turned back to the television. She used the remote to flip through the channels several times and finally threw the remote on the floor and looked at her school books sitting on the coffee table. Sam sighed and picked them up and started doing her homework. After about twenty minutes of struggling through her harder classes' homework she threw the books on the floor and went to bed.
On the way to her bedroom she had to walk by her old room which Amber now occupied. As she passed the door she could hear crying and she thought briefly she should go in and make sure Amber was ok and maybe even apologize. As her hand touched the door knob she heard her phone chime a special tone she assigned to that number and she knew she just got a text from Carly. Sam forgot about Amber and ran to get her cell and read the text – Hey, I wanted to call U, but did not know if it would be ok since SHE was there. Guess what? My dad is coming back in town in three weeks! I am so excited and want U to come with us when we go to dinner. He is very fond of you and said I could not have a better friend…I agreed. Luv ya, Sam and call me…CS
Sam quickly type in her reply – I would luv to go…and glad you did not call. Rough around here tonight…very rough…anyway…tell you tomorrow…lets have lunch at Marco's…night and luv ya back SP
Sam waited for the reply and it came quick – Sorry things are rough Marco's is great no one from school goes there…nite Sam and hang in there…CP
Sam saved the messages, she just hated to delete them for some reason, and she attached the phone to the charger and went to bed. She was excited about lunch and talking to Carly about problems and things, just like it used to be. Sam did not forget about Amber in her excitement it was that she really did not seem to care at this point.
The next morning Amber woke and went through her normal routine in a daze. This was the first night since she moved in that she and Sam had not slept in the same bed when Amber stayed over. Yeah there were a few nights when she went to her apartment for the evening to just make sure it was ok, but never had they slept apart while in the same house. After she showered, put her makeup on, and got dressed she went to make breakfast being careful not to wake Sam up. She was tired and did not sleep well and stayed up until three in the morning crying and debating if she should just crawl into bed with Sam, but she did not. She felt Sam was out of line and she was not going to apologize this time.
Amber was sitting at the table sipping her hot coffee. In front of her was some sliced fruit and toast she had yet to touch, she was not feeling hungry this morning. She looked up and saw Sam walk into the kitchen. Amber smiled, "Good morning!" She greeted in a cheerful voice and pushed the fruit and toast across the table so it would be in front of Sam when she sat down.
"'Mornin." Sam muttered and sat at the table and drank her coffee and ate some of the fruit without saying anything else. Amber also remained quite. After they ate both girls gathered their books and walked to the car. On the drive to school neither girl said a word and Amber looked out the passenger window with her head to the glass. A single tear ran down her cheek as she stared at the passing scenes.
"Amber…I can't meet you for lunch; I need to finish that math homework." Sam lied. It was true she needed to finish the homework, but that was not the reason she could not make lunch.
Amber shook her head and sniffled, "Do…do…I can help." She said in a small voice still staring out the window.
"No, that's ok…Marty from class can help…you know that nerdy kid who loves math. I'll ask him."
Amber squeaked out an "ok" without choking on her emotions. So this is how it ends, huh? We start like this and then it gets worse and then we end it. Ohhh…God please don't let her! Please God let us have something special…don't take her away from me too... please not Samantha…not her! Can't you see…I need her! Amber silently begged as she tried to hold back her tears.
When they got to school Sam parked and Amber jumped out of the car before the blonde had time to turn off the ignition. She muttered a love you to Sam and ran to the nearest bathroom to finally let go of her tears. Sam stood there for a moment and shrugged, "Probably needs to fix her lipstick or something. God forbid someone sees her with a hair out of place." She muttered and made her way to her locker.
Amber ate lunch in the school cafeteria that day; well she sat at lunch in the school cafeteria, instead of going out like the majority of the seniors. The only seniors left at school during lunch were the "nerds". She found an empty table and sat down. I few of the other students stared at her and the more popular lower classman (and class woman) gave her odd looks and whispered comment about her. Amber did not care; she was used to that by now. Some of the "outcast" students she knew would either wave or nod their head in her direction and received a small smile in return. A few waved for her to join them, but she just shook her head and made her way to the small empty table in the corner. She wanted to be alone. She sat down and stared at her awful looking food and promised herself she would not cry again. Amber did not eat anything and twice she had to tell boys to leave her alone and she would not go out with them. She wanted to be alone. Amber jumped when her phone chimed in that she had a text. Excitedly she reached into her small purse and pulled it out, praying it was Sam. She frowned when she saw Ran's name on the face of her phone. Amber flipped it open and read the text – hey, you ok? Don't see u or Sam at lunch. She was quite in class and did not talk and even had the nerve to tell me to back off! Let me know if you are sick or need anything.
Amber replied and her small delicate hand with perfectly manicured nails clicked over the phone keys expertly – no, not sick. Sam had something to do and I wanted to eat in the café. Thanks…Ams
It took a longer than normal for her to get a reply, Ran was not into text message and was slow when typing her messages. K…hey guess what, Jason asked me to go to homecoming with him! Well he has asked me about a 100 times. I finally said yes, I like to see my boys sweat, maybe we could double?
Amber relied quickly – yeah…maybe…sorry have to run, need to finish something…ams
Her phone chimed again and Amber sighed, she really did not want to talk or text or do anything right now. She opened her phone and read. Ams, baby…u ok? What is going on? Call me NOW!
Amber dialed Ran and it rang only one time before her friend picked up, "Ok, girl, tell me right now…what is going on?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me Amber. One you are not good at it in general and two you are horrible at it with me. Tell me, did…Amber I have to ask…did she hurt you and I mean physically? I ask because well…you know how she can be and what she has done."
"NO! She would never do that me," Amber lied, her arm was still sore, "and…and I resent you for saying it Ran! Samantha would never hurt me like that! I don't care what she did in the past, yeah she has a reputation for fighting and bullying and…and other things, but she grew out of stuff like that! How dare you insist she would hurt me! We just had a fight and it really is none of your business anyway!"
There was silence on the other end for about ten seconds and Amber finally heard Ran's voiced, which sounded shocked, "Well fucking excuse me for being concerned and caring about you! But since you don't want me to care or be concerned, I'll just keep my fucking mouth shut! And next time you and her have a fight, don't fucking call me to cry about it! And how dare I ask if she hurt you, I will tell you how come I dare, One- you are my best friend in the world…or used to be and I care about you a great deal! Two – I don't care what you say about her, I have been going to this school for four years and I know her and seen the same thing you have so don't tell me she is all chuckles and giggles."
Amber took a deep breath, "I am not going to be rude and just hang up, so I am going to tell you. I am done talking to you!" Amber clicked her phone shut.
Amber sat there thinking about homecoming and whether she was going or not or even if her and Sam would be dating by the end of the day. She then thought about her fight with Ran and regretted the things she said. Ran was her dearest friend and they were closer than sisters. She opened her phone and sent a text – Ran, I am so sorry…forgive me? Luv Ams
The reply came quickly, ur words hurt ams…a lot…I need to think about it.
Amber felt her emotions build up and thought she could not live without both Sam and Ran. Who would be next, my brother! Is he going to call and tell me I am adopted and he does not love me either? Amber panicked as her imagination went wild when her phone chimed. She was a little afraid to look at it, but she did. OK, freak, I thought about it…sorry it took so long but I needed time…I forgive you, but we need to talk…something's up…and none of your drama queen BS either! BTW, u owe me a nice expensive present for this…luv u too!
Amber smiled for the first time that day, thanks Ran…I mean that…as far as the present…I have no clue what you Vietnamese people like…maybe a pig or something. We will talk later…ams
Amber thought of homecoming and did not know if they were going or not. She truly did not know if she was going to have a girlfriend then. It was still six weeks away. She did not even know if she was going to have a girlfriend by the end of the day. She felt her emotions get the best of her and got up and went to the bathroom, her high heels clicking on the hard floor. God…sometimes being a prissy girlie girl is a pain, she thought
Sam met Carly at Marco's, a small sandwich shop located not far from the school. The students avoided Marco's since it catered to the business men and women during lunch and the owner did his best to keep the kids away. Not that they really wanted to eat there. It was not a cool hang out anyway. Sam told Carly all about her fight, leaving out the more intimate details and kinkier parts, Sam knew Carly was a virgin and felt she would freak out about some parts.
"Sam, well…why did you blow up? I mean it sounded like you and her were…well…doing it…and you got mad." Carly asked turning red, "Is she that bad…with sex?" She added with a nervous grin trying to hide her embarrassment almost whispering the word sex.
Sam laughed, "No, Carls, it was nothing like that…she is rather good…well very good…well she is freaking awesome if you must know." Sam said making Carly blush deeper and enjoying the teasing of her friend, it had been a long time since she got to see Carly blush and tease her. "Hey you asked…but anyway, I just thought of the things you said about her and the rumors about her and all that shit and I got angry. Hell I should blame you?" Sam ended with a laugh. Plus I was wishing it was you that was going down on me dressed the way Amber was!
Carly frowned, she knew Sam did not blame her but she felt bad she may be the cause of their fight. She did not mean for her words to make Sam question her relationship…well not much anyway. "Sam, I'm sorry…I…I…wow…I really did not mean it that way. I only meant I did not want to see you get hurt and she has a reputation for well…you know casual relationships and one night stands and I even heard she was the toy of choice at one of those freak party's she goes to. I mean…have you and her ever discussed things like that?"
Sam smiled at her friend and thought how beautiful she looked today in her purple skinny jeans and black shirt, "Carly…she…she has not done things like that, that I am sure of! I have been to the raves and they are nothing like that…well to sometimes they can get out of control, but she would never do things like that. And no we really never discussed our sexual past, I mean she knows about the people I have been with and she told me the ones she had been with, and it really at all. But of course she could have not told me all the people. I mean…well…she knows things that…" Sam started to blush herself. She was never one to talk about her sex life to anyone including Cary, "ummm…she knows things that are wonderful and great, but not your normal things…know what I mean?" Sam saw Carly blush and nod her head. Sam really did not believe the rumors about Amber, but she was looking for something…was it an excuse to end the relationship? Do I really want to break up with her? I care for her, and face it you are not going to have a shot with Carly. She is not gay so stop it! She thought while Carly remained quite. Amber is a great girlfriend, but should she be my great girlfriend?
"Sam…Sam…snap out of it!" Carly said while snapping her fingers in front of Sam's face, "There must be something else. I never seen you so…so confused. What else happened?"
Sam explained the way Amber's constant primping and girlie way she acted was beginning to get on her nerves. She told Carly she used to find it adorable, but now it was plain annoying.
"Well, there is nothing wrong with trying to look nice…I do it. But not to the extent she does, that is true. But that is Amber…and to be honest with you…I kind of respect and admire her for that…please, just because I hate her does not mean I cannot appreciate the way she looks. She is a lovely girl…anyway…sounds to me the two of you have been spending too much time together. I mean you and her have been playing house for a while and that much time together in a relationship can get to anyone. Hell, Sam we are only seventeen! What you and Amber are doing is serious stuff. We are way too young for that."
"Yeah, maybe we just need a break. Chill out for a while. And she keeps pushing me to go to college and study and do my home work…that is pissing me off too. What if I don't want to go to college?"
Carly laughed, "Sorry…I am just picturing you doing your homework. You used to get the smart kids to do it or beat them up. Sorry…well you could go to college you know, I know you Sam better than she does and you are not stupid. Far from it! But college is your choice and if you don't want to go that is up to you."
"I know…you just don't have to live with her and listen to it. She can be…determined…a lot of the time."
Carly smiled and reached across the table and gasped Sam's hand, "Sam, you do not have to live with it either. Keep that in mind. Wow, we had better get back or we'll be late." Carly said looking at her watch and wondering if Sam felt the electricity she did when she held her hand.
Sam got up after the shiver of excitement coarse through her body when Carly held her hand…did she caress it? No, no, no…stop being stupid. Be happy she is your friend again! Don't ruin it now! Sam thought as she made her way to the bathroom. Carly picked up their trash and placed it in the trash can and waited for Sam. She thought about what she said to Sam and her hints about what to do and smiled. Ohhh, Carly Shay, you are going to burn in hell for this…that was plain evil. Maybe being friends with Tiffany and her group did have some benefits…it taught me how to manipulate.
The two girls walked back to the school very close to one another.