Chapter 11
"Ugh!" Sam threw her pencil down. "I hate Algebra. What's the point of even having Algebra? It's not like we're ever going to use it. I mean, can you think of anytime in the future when we're going to need to know the circumference of a circle?"
"Yes," Zoey said.
"Shut up. This is so pointless."
"You know, you can do it in the morning," Zoey said.
"Or I can just copy yours," Sam suggested hopefully.
"I don't think so."
Sam huffed. "Fine. Where's my calculator?"
"We're not allowed to use calculators," Zoey pointed out.
"And Mr. Rollins will know how?"
"It's practically like cheating," Nicole said.
Sam snorted. "No, not really."
"You're still not allowed to use it," Zoey said.
Sam rolled her eyes. "You," she said, pulling her calculator out of her pencil case, "need to learn how to break small rules. It's not like you have any problem breaking big ones."
Zoey scowled. "That's not true. I only break big rules if I don't have any other choice."
Sam shook her head. "Whatever. I can't concentrate. I'm going to bed." She glared at her Algebra homework before placing her calculator on top of it and moving it onto her nightstand.
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The three roommates awoke the next morning to a loud banging on their door.
Sam groaned. "I'm not getting it," she said, flopping onto her stomach.
Another bang.
Zoey and Nicole looked at each other, and then Nicole buried her face in her pillow. Zoey sighed and got out of bed. She had barely gotten the door open when someone shot past her and jumped onto Sam's bed. Sam groaned in pain. Zoey just rolled her eyes and shut the door. She tumbled back into her bed.
"Go away," Sam mumbled to the body now lying on top of her. Ben just shook his head.
"Nope, sorry, can't do that."
Sam sighed and turned over, making Ben fall to the edge of the bed.
"Early," she said.
"I need your help," Ben said.
"Get a job," Sam said.
"What?"
"Early."
"Logan snores."
"Sooo not my problem," Sam mumbled.
"You have to help me come up with a plan."
Sam turned to him, suspicion in her eyes. "A plan for what?"
"Ah, you're intrigued."
She glared. "What time is it?"
"Why does that matter?" Ben said innocently.
"What. Time. Is. It."
"Around 5:50."
Sam pushed him off her bed. "Get out."
"Aw, don't be like that," Ben said, rubbing his back.
"I hate you," Sam deadpanned.
"No, you don't. Now get up."
"Did you really just give me an order?" she asked incredulously.
"Sam."
But Sam just shook her head and lay back down, pulling her pillow over her head. Ben sighed and grabbed the pillow. Sam glared at him.
"I'm not your friend anymore."
Ben rolled his eyes. "Well, in that case, I guess I won't come to school here."
Sam just looked at him dumbly. Ben shot into an explanation, trying to ignore the stares he was receiving from the now awake Zoey and Nicole.
"I can't stay there. My dad's driving me insane. And school sucks. It's not the same without you. It's depressing looking at your empty desk all day. Anyway, after my last stunt, and running away, I'll be surprised if he hasn't already considered sending me away."
"You still haven't told me what your last stunt was," Sam pointed out.
"Not the point?"
"Right, sorry," she said.
She sat shocked for a moment, but then she started to think it over. She surprised everyone in the room, including herself, when she reached over and hugged Ben.
"I've really missed you," she said.
He smiled a little before pulling away. "So, is that a yes?" he asked hopefully.
She nodded, and then sent a pleading look over Ben's shoulder to Zoey and Nicole. Nicole jumped out of her bed and ran onto Sam's, sitting really close to Ben.
"I'm in," she said. Sam smiled, and the three of them turned to look at Zoey.
She sighed. "Fine."
"Yes!" Sam ran over to Zoey and hugged her. "Thanks."
Zoey shrugged, and then joined the rest of them on Sam's bed, where they put all their scheming skills to use.
A/n Okay, I know I haven't updated this in years, and don't ask me why I'm updating it now. This story still annoys me, but I was really bored. So I hope you enjoy this, even though it's excessively short and not even slightly good.
Sarah- It's so worth it to update the stories I never update, just so I can read the reviews that you gave me like 2 years ago. That was from, like, freshman year. Wow. Well I'm in your building this year, yay! Maybe if you ask about this I'll actually tell you I updated.