Samantha and Dean managed to keep their relationship very quiet for the next week, they both had obstacles to over come before they could confirm their romance to the rest of the school. The biggest of them all were they're friends. The Ducks still thought Sam was an ice bitch and Renee and Montana thought Portman was a brain dead jock.
"So how are things with muscle brain?" Renee lowered herself into a seat across Samantha with an sophisticated demeanor
"He's not a muscle brain Ren, knock it off okay. Dean's a really nice guy and he's smarter then you give him credit for." Sam retorted opened her can of soda
"He'd have to be or else he wouldn't even be able to tie his shoes alone." Montana interjected
Meanwhile at the hockey teams table just about the same thing was happening
"So how's the project coming Portman, did Wyatt give you frost bite yet?" Charlie joked from his seat at the head of the table, which caused Carly to lean around Adam's back and smack Charlie in the arm
"Hey, hey, hands off my boyfriend." Cat laughed
"Oh come on Cat, I just can't help it. How could any girl be this close to Charlie and not touch him." Caroline giggled
"Pardon me?" Banks raised his eye brows at her
"Oh sorry Hun, forgot you were here."
Dean smiled inwardly grateful to Carly for distracting the group from the Sam bashing. Every time one of his friends said something negative about her it was getting harder for him keep from punching them. She wasn't anything like what they said, she was a beautiful both inside and out. He caught her eye across the cafeteria and signaled her to meet him in the hallway.
They cuddled cutely together in the corner of the hall next to the trophy case, Portman's arm around Samantha's waist, her head resting against his chest. He kissed the top of her head and she sighed happily. Everything was so right, Dean's cologne flooded her nostrils with it's hypnotizing scent, his strong arms encircled her tightly, she never thought she'd find a guy that embodied everything she'd ever dreamed of in a boy, especially not one like Dean Portman.
"You know I was thinking, let's not tell 'em, I kinda like having you all to my self." Dean whispered his eyes twinkling like those of a child at Christmas
"Well I dunno how long that'll last, I do intend on showing you off at some point." Sam grinned reaching up to put her arms around his neck
At the same time back in the lunch room
"Hey have any of you guys seen Portman, I think he's been avoiding me." Sierra's voice squeaked from where she stood behind Guy
"Yeah he just went that way." Fulton pointed out of the room hoping to get the red headed cheerleader to leave as swiftly as possible
"Thanks Fulton, you're very useful." She squawked before bounding away
"She makes me sound like a back scratcher or something." Number 44 grumbled
Back in the hall
"Portman there you are, I've been looking for you all week." Sierra rounded the corner of the corridor to find him in a loving embrace of another
"Sierra, umm you weren't suppose to find out like this." Dean's arms dropped to his side and Samantha reached for his hand
"Find out what, that you're cheating on me with the class goody two shoes?"
"Now Sierra we didn't mean for this to hurt you." Sam spoke up
"Oh don't worry Wyatt, I'd be just as hurt if so other chick weaseled her way into my relationship with the one guy in the entire school that I want to be with."
"Come on now Sierra." Portman tried gently to calm her
"You do realize that, that thing for health was just a project right? Oh you know what I don't even care, you two can have each other. You're both scum in my book." And with that she stormed off. Dean and Sam both let out their breath, and relaxed a bit. There was one thing they didn't know about Sierra Morton though, she didn't get mad, she got even.
"So how are things with muscle brain?" Renee lowered herself into a seat across Samantha with an sophisticated demeanor
"He's not a muscle brain Ren, knock it off okay. Dean's a really nice guy and he's smarter then you give him credit for." Sam retorted opened her can of soda
"He'd have to be or else he wouldn't even be able to tie his shoes alone." Montana interjected
Meanwhile at the hockey teams table just about the same thing was happening
"So how's the project coming Portman, did Wyatt give you frost bite yet?" Charlie joked from his seat at the head of the table, which caused Carly to lean around Adam's back and smack Charlie in the arm
"Hey, hey, hands off my boyfriend." Cat laughed
"Oh come on Cat, I just can't help it. How could any girl be this close to Charlie and not touch him." Caroline giggled
"Pardon me?" Banks raised his eye brows at her
"Oh sorry Hun, forgot you were here."
Dean smiled inwardly grateful to Carly for distracting the group from the Sam bashing. Every time one of his friends said something negative about her it was getting harder for him keep from punching them. She wasn't anything like what they said, she was a beautiful both inside and out. He caught her eye across the cafeteria and signaled her to meet him in the hallway.
They cuddled cutely together in the corner of the hall next to the trophy case, Portman's arm around Samantha's waist, her head resting against his chest. He kissed the top of her head and she sighed happily. Everything was so right, Dean's cologne flooded her nostrils with it's hypnotizing scent, his strong arms encircled her tightly, she never thought she'd find a guy that embodied everything she'd ever dreamed of in a boy, especially not one like Dean Portman.
"You know I was thinking, let's not tell 'em, I kinda like having you all to my self." Dean whispered his eyes twinkling like those of a child at Christmas
"Well I dunno how long that'll last, I do intend on showing you off at some point." Sam grinned reaching up to put her arms around his neck
At the same time back in the lunch room
"Hey have any of you guys seen Portman, I think he's been avoiding me." Sierra's voice squeaked from where she stood behind Guy
"Yeah he just went that way." Fulton pointed out of the room hoping to get the red headed cheerleader to leave as swiftly as possible
"Thanks Fulton, you're very useful." She squawked before bounding away
"She makes me sound like a back scratcher or something." Number 44 grumbled
Back in the hall
"Portman there you are, I've been looking for you all week." Sierra rounded the corner of the corridor to find him in a loving embrace of another
"Sierra, umm you weren't suppose to find out like this." Dean's arms dropped to his side and Samantha reached for his hand
"Find out what, that you're cheating on me with the class goody two shoes?"
"Now Sierra we didn't mean for this to hurt you." Sam spoke up
"Oh don't worry Wyatt, I'd be just as hurt if so other chick weaseled her way into my relationship with the one guy in the entire school that I want to be with."
"Come on now Sierra." Portman tried gently to calm her
"You do realize that, that thing for health was just a project right? Oh you know what I don't even care, you two can have each other. You're both scum in my book." And with that she stormed off. Dean and Sam both let out their breath, and relaxed a bit. There was one thing they didn't know about Sierra Morton though, she didn't get mad, she got even.