A.N: :)

Heather: Thankyou and it's so sweet of you to say that :) As I know it's not as full of action as other stories.. Your right in Cal knowing him, which means he won't go to school because Cal would know he shouldn't be there ;) The kidnappings a good idea... :) Thanks for the review :)

Atrecia: Yep :) As the twisted weird world of my stories go :) Cal had a box with an engagement ring in it, sorry I didn't make it clearer... and yeah the stalker is kinda creepy :L :)

Londa27: Hmm, guess you'll have to read on and see, although he's not in this chap I do have something planned between them in a couple more, so he hasn't disappeared ;) Yeah, I had that feeling with the stalker, I knew I needed him but he got a bit weird for even more :L Glad you think it's awesome :) Sam would wear the dress because she's like that, if she wasn't freaked out by the physcho and if she didn't have school the next day, but she also doesn't need to because he's already proposed, this was th elittle box Cal had... :) I wouldn't bet on the stlaker showing himself but then again i know what's gonna happen ;) I don't think Sam would marry him either :L Thankyou so much :) Haha, since Cal's a vamp, even though she doesn't know that yet... I think that would be hard but there's more to that... :)

Nelson: Ahaa thankyouu, what's a story without mystery and well the stlakers my mystery element, hehe :) Thanks for the review :)

tomkat: Oh, thankyouu :) Glad you liked it :) Good to know :)

stargirl: Thankyou! Yeah, he's supposed to be lol :L Glad you liked the argument, there will be more of them to come :L :)

Kep reviewing guys! :) Chap Eleven :)

Chapter Eleven

The next day things at school were fine, or as good as they could be when you found out you had a stalker who had proposed to you. Sam had left the dress at Vixen's house because she couldn't exactly carry it to school with the rest of her things and had said she'd pick it up another time, which she was not looking forward to doing. The 'engagement ring' was in her bag and if it happened to go missing, then she wouldn't really care. It was a beautiful ring with a silver band and gorgeously large diamond set in the middle but she would be damned if she put that thing on. That would be proclaiming her self as that guys, she presumed it was a guy, fiancé. Not going to happen, she just wanted to forget it had ever happened but her mind wouldn't seem to let her. The only time Sam had spoken about the stalker was when she'd told Summer about it. She didn't know why she'd told Summer but she just thought she deserved to know as she'd been among the first to talk to her at school and she trusted her. Summer was of course horrified at this and went out of her way to make Sam feel better but after Sam was proving mostly unresponsive on the matter she got the hint and kept quiet. But Sam appreciated her trying to make her feel better. The few times Sam had seen Cal; he'd wink at her, but he hadn't come over to speak to her. When Summer was with Sam she found it hard to get her head around how one night could suddenly make Cal be all friendly with her. Sam had pointed out that he wasn't being all friendly by giving her a wink, but Summer insisted once again that Cal had a crush on her. Once Summer had actually said that near Cal, and Sam had prayed to God that he hadn't heard after promptly clapping a hand over Summers mouth. That day Sam had been spending a lot of time with Summer as they'd had a lot of the same classes, dance, P.E, ICT and social studies, the only class they hadn't shared was first, which was Drama. Vixen and Ali had stayed off that day to carry on their little reunion. The story was that Vixen was sick but those in the know knew the real story.

After spending more time with Summer, Sam began to realise that there was more to her than just her pretty face and her seemingly quite boy crazy nature. She was bubbly and easy to be with and hardly took offence at anything, she had a bright sense of humour and laughed at almost anything, she wore colourful clothing and was rarely seen without a smile on her face, she was also pretty smart. She wasn't Oxford material but still pretty smart, maintaining a B average all round. The more Sam observed Summer the more she began to spot the differences between her and Winter. Sam had seen Winter around sometimes and Winter would often wave. This didn't go by well with Summer, who wasn't afraid to let her feelings known to Sam, she simply ignored Winter. Though Summer's anger was pretty harmless as she somehow could only bitch about her sister but there was no real malice in her tone. The only thing that really seemed to rile Summer up was Rowan and Winter and even then she rarely did anything about her anger, she was very sweet and quite easy going. She didn't really get angry at a lot of things. Sam betted that if someone spilled a drink down her on purpose she would say, 'hey no problem, it was an accident right?' Not that anyone would spill a drink down Summer Childs; she was basically liked by everybody. She was pretty, smart and never had a mean word to say about anyone, except maybe her sister but nobody was perfect, what was not to like?

From what she'd seen so far of Winter, she saw that she had way more of a temper than Summer and took to this to physical harm, as seen with Alex, it looked as if it might not take a big thing to make her flip her lid. She was also a much sadder person than Summer, where as Summer was always happy, Winter wasn't. Although she maintained a happy go-lucky smile for the crowd, when she thought no one was watching her mask slipped. Winter also seemed a tad more defensive than Summer and would probably know how to hold her own in a fight more. The things they had in common were that they both seemed painfully honest, but that was just a guess and that they both thought of other people more. Summer was shy though whilst Winter appeared more at ease in a crowd.

After school that day Sam gave Summer her number as Summer had promised to call Vixen to see if they could arrange a shopping trip for the weekend. When Summer got on the bus, Sam was about to head out of the school when she was Alex stood there, obviously waiting for someone, but whom? She knew that she couldn't go out there, she wasn't scared of him in the natural sense but that she didn't want to deal with his crap that day. As the minutes passed by and everyone filed out of the school and he stood there, Sam came to the realization that he must be waiting for her. Yep, just what she wanted as she was sure he wouldn't be too happy that he'd been punched in the face by Cal because of her. It was his own fault but she doubted he'd believe that. Sam had not seen Alex at all that day and had thought she'd been really lucky but obviously fate had been building up to this particular moment and was getting her back. For what though? She'd heard what goes around comes around, but what exactly had she given around? She was just about to go out there when someone put their hands on her shoulders. She opened her mouth to scream but her common sense got the better of her. She turned around to see Cal, she should have known, okay, well not really but he did have a tendency to creep up behind her and put her in a bad mood.

'You scared me,' she whispered in a hiss.

'Sorry,' he laughed.

'Sssh! He'll hear you!'

'Who'll hear me?'

He poked his head around the corner and saw Alex waiting there, annoyance showing plainly in his face.

'What's he waiting for?'

'Um, me I think...'

'Oh.'

'Yeah, oh.'

'Want me to get rid of him?'

'You could try.'

'I'd succeed.'

'Aren't you going to miss your bus?'

'Someone trying to get rid of me?'

He raised one dark eyebrow.

'Uh no,' Sam stammered whilst blushing.

Why would he think that? Sam hated who she could go from so confident around him to being a little baby. She guessed it was when she actually realised who she was talking to.

'I just thought you got the bus...'

'I'm staying till four at school today,'

'Why?' Sam asked curiously.

'Nosy aren't we?'

But he was smiling.

'Fine, don't tell me, I don't care.'

'Yes you do.'

'No I don't'

'Yes you do!'

'No. I. Don't!'

Then she stomped away from him completely forgetting that she was hiding round the corner.

'Sam,' Cal warned but it was to late.

'Sam!' Alex grinned joyously, when he spotted her. 'I'm so glad to see you, I've been waiting here for you!'

'I know,' Sam said grimly.

'Well, where've you been?'

'Hiding.'

It just slipped out.

'From me?'

He seemed to like this as he grinned even wider.

'No, from a fucking rabbit!'

'Don't get snarky with me Sam, you forget we're all alone here,' he hissed.

'Actually no we're not.'

'Oh really?'

'No, me and Cal were just leaving.'

She felt her hand back and grabbed Cal's hand and then towed him along behind her.

'You and Cal?'

He sounded disbelieving.

'He's walking me home.'

'Uh, Sam, I have to stay here, remember.'

He whispered but Alex still seemed to hear as he laughed.

'Shut up!'

'I always seem to make you made don't I Sam?'

His voice sounded sad but his eyes glinted mischievously.

'Not as mad as he makes me,' she jerked a thumb towards Alex.

'It's a talent, what can I say,' Alex grinned cockily.

'Go away.'

'Not on your life.'

'Go away.'

'No.'

Sam ignored him.

'Sam, is it alright if I come round today at six or something?' Cal asked.

'Sure,' Sam blinked.

What for?

'What for?'

'Just to hang out, but if you don't want to...'

'No, no that sounds fun.'

'Can I come?' Alex asked hopefully.

Mock hopefully.

'No,' Cal and Sam said in unison.

'Oh I get it,' Alex said angrily. 'You want some alone time.'

'Not at all,' Sam said evenly. 'It'd be fine if it wasn't you that wanted to come.'

Alex didn't reply.

'So I'll see you later Cal?'

'Sure.'

He pulled her to him and hugged her and Sam couldn't help noticing how great he smelled. It was the most amazing smell ever; she didn't know how she could describe it. All she knew was that she'd breathe that in all day if she could. Forget about oxygen, Cal scent was gonna be the new thing, by it in a bottle in the perfume store and wear it or simply smell it, it was gonna be a hit one day for sure. Sam had never been addicted to anything but she could see herself becoming addicted to him, uh, his smell... As she walked out of the school she thought Alex would follow her but luckily she heard Cal telling him that Alex was going with him wherever they were going. For some reason, although Alex seemed pissed, he still went. Well, good. Sam didn't know how she'd become such good friends with Cal but she didn't actually care, if good friends was as close to him as she could get, she'd take it. All the way back to her house, thoughts of Cal flitted through her brain but she remember to text Jeremy and Sasha, her closest friends in London.

Jeremy:

Sorry I haven't been in contact, but it's not like you called me either :P So don't be pissed, please... You know I love you (: Had a great party last night and met a boy... I know you'll be interested in that but I also know cause your super sensitive your not gonna wanna talk to me :( So I'm gonna say if you want the details, you'll have to text back, or ring me, whatever's better, Jer. Love,Sammy.

Sasha:

Sash, hot party last night, so wish you were there! Sorry, I haven't been in contact before now but it's been crazy at the minute (: I know you won't be pissed at me like Jer, text back and since I know your boy crazy I'll tell you I met a boy... He's really gorgeous, coming over today! So excited!

Sasha texted back in minutes with an excited reply.

How was the party Sam? How many cute boys go to your new school then? So jealous that I missed this party :( It's fine darling, I'd be the same. How's things been crazy? Yeah, Jer has been pretty pissed at you but c'mon it's your first day at a new school yesterday, he can't expect miracles and besides you both know he'd do the same to you. :P Send me picky of hot boy coming over and don't forget to spill the goss, (:

Sam replied:

It was great thanks, will have to get you to come see me soon (: Will be awesome! The party was pretty good... ;) You know just new school and things that's all, I'm home now, will have to text you later cause I'm getting ready for Cal (cute boy). I'll try and send you a picky but you and I both know I'll never be subtle.

Sasha:

Don't we know it! Speak later.

Sam put her phone back in her bag and tried to ignore the fact that she was disappointed Jeremy hadn't texted back. Maybe he hadn't got the message yet? No, she knew that wasn't true, Jeremy was like a phone addict; of course he'd seen the message. Fine Sam would give him like a day or two to calm down but then she was pulling out the big guns. Sam opened the front door with her key and was heading for the stairs when she heard her Grans voice.

'Samantha could you come in here please?' What did she want now?

'Coming Grandma.'

Sam walked dutifully towards her Grandma's voice. When Sam walked in the room she saw her Grandma, looking as prim as ever but this time with a smile on her face, sat next to another girl. Sam realised that she hadn't seen her Granddad at all in the big house, it was like he didn't live there.

'Samantha, this is my niece Catherine, your second cousin.'

Sam almost sniggered at the girl's name, because she didn't look like a Catherine at all. Sam wondered how her Gran could approve of this niece the way she did, Sam knew if she'd worn anything that revealing she'd be in her Grans bad books for life. Whatever. Catherine was wearing super short, leather shorts and combat boots with chains on them. The shorts had a huge buckled belt on them and on her extremely pale legs were covered by fishnet tights. She had a tiny lacy black tank top on her top half, stretched tightly over her breasts, low cut and stopping short above her tummy button, where a purple diamond belly bar was glinting in the light. Her long, obviously dyed red hair hung down in two messy plaits over her shoulders, stopping just below her tank top. You could see her dark roots very well, so she obviously hadn't bothered to maintain the red colour, maybe she wanted it to grow out, or maybe she liked the roots showing. Her eyes were a rather startling shade of purple that matched her belly bar and they were surrounded by tons of thick black eyeliner. They had to be contacts. Her nails were short with chipped black nail polish on them and in her right hand she was holding a purple lollipop. Catherine smirked slightly as if noticing Sam's assessment. Her Gran frowned at Sam.

'Samantha, you shirts looking a tad to far unbuttoned, we have appearances to keep up,' she said sharply.

Sam looked down at the shirt she'd decided to wear for that day at school and saw that three buttons were undone. Three, you couldn't even see any cleavage.

'What the hell,' Sam exploded. 'You criticize me for my clothes when she's sitting right there.'

'Catherine's going through a hard time at the minute that's why she's going to be living here, this is just a phase, Catherine is simply exploring other clothing styles, isn't that right Catherine?'

Catherine pasted on a sweet, obviously fake smile, what a kiss ass.

'Yes, Aunty.'

Sam wondered how long this phase had been going on for.

'Ah, Samantha, you don't know Catherine so you shouldn't criticize her clothing choices.'

She laughed to herself, why did she always insist on always saying Sam's name before she spoke to her, it was annoying.

'I'm convinced you'll go back to your old style Catherine. Do you remember when you used to wear those lovely dresses I got for you, do you remember that beautiful pearl encrusted one I bought round for you for your sixteenth birthday?'

Her Gran was staring into space and so did not notice the disgusted look Catherine had on her face.

'I remember Aunty, that dress was beautiful.'

'Did you bring it?'

'Oh, no that dress is home safe, Aunty.'

Sam bet it was, was in the bin with the rest of the things Gran had obviously bought Catherine. Sam really didn't like her second cousin. At least Sam didn't pretend to like her Gran for her money, Catherine was obviously using her Aunt and Sam didn't like it but it wasn't like her Gran would listen to her. Her Gran went back off into a dream world.

'Oh do you remember your birthday Catherine? Where you wore that beautiful dress and I braided your beautiful brown hair with ribbons and plaited it?'

'I remember.'

Catherine's eyes flashed with hatred. Obviously her sixteenth birthday hadn't been a success. Sam nearly felt sorry for her, nearly.

'Do you remember when I told you how good your hair would look short? It looked wonderful didn't it?'

'The best,' Catherine grumbled.

'I still don't know why you grew it again... '

She looked questioningly at Catherine. Catherine shrugged.

'Change, I was fourteen then, now I'm seventeen.'

'Well you have had those red plaits for a long time now Catherine, perhaps it's time you changed back to the short do?'

Her Gran said this in a light way but she was obviously serious. Her Gran didn't notice the way Catherine tensed up but Sam did.

'Maybe.'

'Would you like me to book an appointment now?'

Her hand stretched towards the phone.

'No,' Catherine said quickly. 'I'll wait.'

'You're sure?'

'Yes, you must not keep spoiling me like you do, Aunty.'

'Oh, well if that's the reason, I'll ring them up straight away Catherine, don't be so silly.'

'No, Aunty, it's not fair on Sam,' Catherine seized on the first excuse you should get and then shot Sam a wicked look from beneath her lashes. 'You buy me everything and Sam doesn't get a thing, perhaps you should book the appointment for her?'

'No,' Sam's Gran said. 'I don't think the style would suit Samantha at all.'

Why did Sam feel rejected? That bitch.

'Well, it wouldn't hurt to try Aunty?'

'No, you're the one that needs cheering up.'

But she seemed to have forgotten about making the phone call.

'Oh, Catherine, do you remember when I bought you that all in one pink swimsuit for you friends party?'

'The one that you insisted attending?'

Sam's Gran didn't notice the way Catherine's eyes flashed dangerously.

'Yes, that one dear and all the children were splashing you because they were jealous of your pretty swimsuit.'

'Like hell they were,' Catherine muttered.

'What was that, dear?'

'I said of course they were,' but she couldn't keep the sweetness in her voice like before.

'Do you remember when you went on that day with that Tommy boy and'-

'I remember!' Catherine snapped her face flushing.

Sam had completely forgotten she was supposed to be getting ready this was hilarious. Her Gran looked at Catherine surprised.

'Sorry Aunty, I'm just tired, could you get me a drink please? Hot chocolate?'

'Of course Catherine, I can't imagine how tired you must be, I'll give you and Samantha time to get to know each other.'

When Delia turned, Catherine rolled her eyes.

'So Catherine,' Sam laughed. 'Have you had a good time with Aunty Delia these years?'

Any normal person would laugh it off but not Catherine.

'First off it's Candy,' she snapped. 'Not fucking Catherine, second of all I'm seventeen and therefore older than you and you will do what I say.'

'Uh, so not gonna happen!'

'I think you'll find it will.' She said this part sarcastically. 'Samantha.'

'Catherine.'

They eyed each other.

'I'll be watching you Frost. Ha, Frost, does that mean you're frigid?'

'No!'

'Oh, I bet you are, I bet you haven't even kissed a boy, look at you so innocent.'

'I have kissed a boy and FYI, at least I don't look like a slag.'

'So what honey, experience is everything?'

'Experience is asking for an STI!'

'That's what a condoms for sweetie, but I bet you wouldn't know anything about that.'

Well, she was a virgin yeah, but that didn't mean she wouldn't know anything.

'Yeah, yeah, I wonder what Gran would say about your extra curricular activities.'

'You wouldn't dare!'

'I would.'

Candy opened her mouth but was cut off by her Gran coming in with the drink.

'Everything alright in here?'

'Fine me and Samantha were just getting to know each other.'

'Alright I'll leave you two to it.'

'Please.'

Then Delia walked out.

'Interesting name Candy is, bit like a hooker wouldn't you say?'

She didn't really think that but she wanted to wind Candy up.

'But I guess that suits you.'

'It's not a hooker name,' she said with an icy smile. 'Boys love it, they love my name, can't imagine any boy loving Samantha.'

'Funny, I can't imagine any boy loving Catherine either.'

Catherine narrowed her eyes.

'Shut up! I told you that wasn't my name!'

'Not what gran thinks.'

'Shut up you frigid little bitch.'

'I'm not frigid as a matter of fact I have a boy coming over at six.'

So suck on that.

'Is he ugly?'

'No, he's gorgeous.'

'We'll see.'

'Oh we definitely will.'

'Well,' Candy said with a evil grin. 'If he's that gorgeous I'll have to get you to set up a date between us because if he is up to my standards he obviously won't be with you.'

Sam wanted to deny it, but they weren't together.

'I won't you stupid twat, like I'd set him up with a whore like you.'

'You don't have a choice!'

'Yes I do.'

'No,' she examined her nails. 'Because Gran might find some money missing around the house.'

'You're going to steal her money,' Sam asked din horror.

Candy flashed a wicked smile.

'No, you are.'

'I'll tell her it was you.'

'And who's she going to believe? Her perfect little niece or the Grandchild she didn't even want.'

Ouch. Sam winced.

'Yep hurts to know the truth, Aunty wanted you aborted but your mum wouldn't allow it, or so my mum told me.'

'Your lying!'

'Believe what you like Sammy, but just remember don't you fucking dare double cross me! Or you will pay!'

Then she left. Sam felt really unhappy. Why did so many people dislike her? What had she done?

Life was a bitch and the whole world wanted to fuck hers up.

A.N: Not the best chap I know guys, I'm sorry, but you know you have to deal iwth chapters like this in stories :( What did you think of Candy/ Catherine then? like, dislike, I'd really appreciate this because I want to know if she should stick around or not because I'm not sure...

So reviews, please... Thanks to the people that always review, you guys are awesome :) x