Woah! Last chapter! It's weird too. I'm making Sam as strange as possible in this one ~.^

It had been nearly two weeks after the 'Randy incident', and Stella, Sam's mom, had posted missing signs of him all over the city.

Even though she couldn't stand seeing her mom so stressed and sad, but Sam kept her mouth shut and had not told a single soul so far. She also has been 'going out' as she calls it, with Pepito, and they had seen each other nearly every day, until…

Pepito practically skipped down the street as he made his way to Sam's house. Man, how he loved her! So was so unpredictable and he learned something new about her nearly everyday. Everything about her was unique. From her reptiles, to her 'Soap Around The World' collection, which had over three hundred bars.

When he finally got there, there was a big truck parked on the front lawn. He arched a brow, but made his way to the front door and knocked, then anxiously waited. After what seemed like forever, Sam's mom answered the door, looking very tired.

Her hair was a mess and eyes were red and puffy, indicating that she had been crying. "Is Sam home?" Pepito asked politely. She shook her head. "No, she's not home Pepito. She said she was going to the cliff today to practice."

"Okay, thank you," He then dashed toward the direction of the cliff, while thinking, "What does she mean by practicing?" The cliff has somewhat of a hangout for them, and also a place where they could be undisturbed.

They have had several 'dates' up there as well. But Squee was not excluded in all this; in fact, Sam had tried to stuff him in her backpack once. He was a dear friend to her and Pepito both, but it's a good thing they know how to share, otherwise the two could kill each other.

Right when he started up the hill, he had been hearing an indistinct sound that was slowly getting louder as he pressed on.

The sound was now a blaring melody when he finally reached the top, instantly seeing Sam's back leaning against a small sapling with something tucked under her arm. "Hey, Sam!!" He yelled over the music. The melody stopped and she turned her head towards him.

She smiled and patted the ground next to her, motioning him to sit. Pepito obliged and quickly asked, "What's that you're playing?" She laughed a little and held out the bag to him that was under her arm. It was red plaid and had several pipes sticking out of it.

"It's a bagpipe," was her answer as she resumed her melodious tune, Greensleeves. He listened quietly, even though her instrument was defiantly loud and slightly irritating to him. Yep, he learned something new about everyday. Sam stopped and sighed, setting it aside.

"Pepito, I have something to tell you," her voice was low and somber as she turned toward him. Bright emerald eyes were swirling with mixed emotions. "I'm going to my dads' for a while. I found out that he lives in New York, and that he wants to be with me.

My mom says it's the best thing for me right now, cause, you know, Randy's um…'disappearance' and all," Pepito took all this and numbly nodded. He already knew that Johnny had probably killed Randy, even though Sam hasn't told him.

"My mom is gonna stay here, so when I come down I could probably see Squee and you and Johnny." She then got on her feet walked to the edge of the cliff, peering down at the city. "It's beautiful when you're looking down on it…yes?"

Pepito smiled sadly as he trudged over to her from behind, wrapping his arms around and resting his head on her back. Sam slipped out of his grasp and went over to pick up her bagpipe, then hopped on a bike that he had overlooked.

"Need a ride?"

They were at Squee's house in no time as Sam was in such a rush she stop as she jumped off her bike and threw her bagpipe on the front lawn and ran up to the door, knocking so hard it scratched up her knuckles.

With the driver absent, Pepito had no choice but to jump off the bike as well, then watched as it went freely down the street, before crashing into a car. He heard Sam groan loudly, since nobody would answer the door, and she ran around to the side of the house.

Squee had gotten a replacement window, since Johnny had broken the last, and only added to her frustration. She flared her nostrils and snorted like a bull before backing up all the way into Nny's yard, then rushed at the window and dove through the air, shattering it.

She ran into the nightstand that quickly stopped her tumbling and she blearily stood up, fluctuating a bit. She looked to her left to find Squee sitting on the floor, his hair standing on end with surprise and fear, then looked back at the broken.

"Now that's a dramatic entrance," She gave him a lop-sided grin before Pepito climbed into the room. "You is loco you know that?" "Yeah I know," she answered simply, then sat down next to Squee, who was still staring at her with a scared expression.

"You…there's…" he couldn't finish as he fainted onto his floor. It was then that Sam realized she had big shards of glass sticking out of her arms and face. She looked down at the floor and saw the small puddle of blood around her.

The sound of someone running across a patch of dirt emitted from outside and Johnny stuck his head inside the window. "Hey Squee, I heard a crash, is everything o---" he stopped in mid-sentence as his eyes settled upon the scene:

Squee lying on the floor with Pepito kneeling beside him and Sam standing there all bloody. "Uh, did I come at a bad time?" "Wow, I always thought you'd use the door by breaking through it with an axe and then yell, 'Heeeeeere's Johnny!"

Sam took out a piece of glass lodged in her arm and scratched the back of her head with it. Without warning, Johnny leaped into the room and ran at her, a deranged look on his face. Her went white with temporary fear.

"Wait! It's not what you--!" She jumped just in time as he pulled out an ice pick and twisted it in the air where she had just been. He turned to her with fire in his eyes and lunged at her again, but she hopped on the bed then threw a piece of glass at him.

While he dodged it, she quickly ran over to Squee and shook his lifeless body. "Come on Squee! Wake up!!" he cracked open an eye and 'Squee-ed' loudly as he saw Johnny looming over Sam, till a bright beam of searing heat connected with Johnny's head.

He stumbled and nearly fell, but trio of pre-teens quickly jumped to their feet and grabbed him. They righted themselves, all the while Sam stared at Pepito with wide eyes. He sighed heavily. "Yes, I did do that."

He cringed and waited for her to scream in terror. "EEEEEEEEEE!!!!" she screamed in delight and started hopping up and down. "Cool!! Superpowers!!" she started to act all crazy, when Johnny suddenly had a weird tingly feeling. What was it called again?…Oh yeah! Regret!

"Sorry 'bout the whole trying to kill ya thing." Sam stopped and smiled impishly. "It's okay. Happens all the time," "Yeah, and sorry for burning your head," Johnny glared at Pepito coldly and scratched his smoking cranium.

Sam zoned out and sat down on the floor, then proceeded to pull the remaining pieces of glass out of her skin. When she was finished, she asked urgently, "Squee, do you have a hose?" He nodded. "'Round back." She wordlessly leapt out the window.

Squee exhaled in exasperation, "Jeez, your girlfriends' a fruitcake." Pepito eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "She's just a friend!!!" "Oh come on. I've seen you two huggin' on top of the cliff." Johnny intervened, causing Pepito to blush to the tips of his ears.

He just laughed meekly, then followed Sam, who was in the backyard hosing herself off, head lolled back slightly, eyes closed with one hand running through and the other holding the hose over her head. He had to admit though; it was a pretty nice sight.

"Quit staring, its' rude." She said airily, eyes still closed. "How did she…?" he shook his head. Boy was she strange, but in a good way. "IT'S TIME TO GO SAM, ALL YOUR STUFF HAS BEEN LOADED INTO THE TRUCK."

A woman on a loudspeaker blared, making everyone cover his or her ears because of the feedback. "Alright! Mom found the loudspeaker!" with that, Sam dashed off, having Squee, Pepito, and yes, even Johnny, since there was nothing else to do.

Sam rocked on her heels uncertainly as she stared at the big moving truck. She had to ride with the mover, since her moms' car has a flat tire.

She turned around to face the three boys—well, two boys and a killer, standing on her porch rather dumbly and she smiled a little, wringing her hair out, since she was still pretty soaked. She hated wearing wet clothes too, but oh well.

Her mother was inside for the moment for some reason, but it didn't matter. She would be out in a few minutes, which gave Sam just enough time. She grinned and trotted up to the trio. Johnny was in the middle, while Squee and Pepito were on either side of him.

She approached Squee and gave him a hug, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a cherry sucker and stuffed it in his mouth, but made sure he wouldn't choke on it. "Hope ya have a sweet-tooth," she said with a wink, then side stepped in front of Johnny.

He looked down at her with a half-lidded gaze as she fumbled through her pockets, mumbling something. She beamed as she found what she was looking for and held it up so he could see it. It was a small moose plushie with the words 'Eat Me' in big white letters on its stomach.

"It good for relieving stress. Squeeze it and it screams." Johnny carefully took it from the small girl and held it up to his face, looking over it skeptically. He gently squeezed it and it let out a loud scream and he jumped back a bit in surprise.

A toothy grin bloomed across his face. "I can have fun with this thing." He murmured maniacally and Sam grinned with him. "I hope it takes your mind off things you don't like, and I hope you get better too," she sniffled a little as she hugged his leg, her eyes closed.

She had heard about his 'problem' and it hurt her. It saddened her to see a person so full of hate for humanity. Jerky people and the cruel things they say and affected his whole state of mind. His head, his feelings, his life.

He was like a puppet…she held onto him tighter and shed a few tears for him. "Please get better…" she quietly sobbed under her breath. All the while Johnny was very confused. What was she doing? Why was she hanging onto him?

He could see the tears staining her cheeks. Was she crying…for him? Did he do something wrong? Did he hurt her in some way? He reached down and patted her damp head, not knowing much else to do. Sam quickly brightened and moved onto Pepito, but not before giving Johnny a sad smile.

"Okay, what present do I get?" Pepito piped up, getting her back to reality. She cocked her head slightly and smiled at him, wrinkling her nose. "Well, I couldn't think of what to give you, so I will give you this," she then leaned forward and gently pressed her lips against his.

He was stunned for a couple moments and then felt himself returning the kiss. He laid a hand on her back as he took in the taste of her lips, which tasted like sweet-tarts. His first kiss! Oh joy! Of rapture! He then heard a door open, signaling that it was her mom.

Oh shiz-nit! They quickly separated, both breathing heavily. "Hurry Samantha! The mover is getting impatient!" her mother chided and Sam nodded, running to the truck. She had to go with the mover guy and had to suppress a grimace at the thought of riding in a truck with a sweaty old man.

She got into the passenger side rolled down the window, sticking her head out and waving. Just as they pulled out of the driveway though, the mover started to talk and Sam jumped out of the window and climbed onto the top of the truck, spinning around and waving once more.

Everyone just shook their heads and sighed.

Yep, that's our Sam…….

Yay! Haha, this was possibly one the oddest fics I've ever done ^____^ What ya guys think?