"Okay Sam spill." Carly whispered fiercely as the rest of the newspaper staff left the office.
"Spill what Carly?" Samantha sighed tossing her reading glasses on the desk
"You and Portman are together, don't try to deny it. I know that look in your eyes when you see him, that's the look I had when Adam and I first got together."
"This is ludicrous, you know I don't date jocks."
"Oh that's right, you only like boring guys like Ryan, that spend their Saturday nights learning origami or practicing yoga or something."
"Look Carly," The Editor began "just because your prince charming road up on ice skates, wearing a Ducks jersey and wielding a hockey stick rather then a white horse, armor and a sword, doesn't mean mine ought to."
"I know Sam, I'm just saying. Well if you're not into Portman, you should be. He's a great guy and he's been interested in you for ever. Adam said since freshmen year."
"I dunno I'll think about it. I'm off, student council meeting in five minutes. With that Samantha breezed out of the room.
"Hey gorgeous." The girl was picked up from behind and spun around
"If that's not Dean, I'm in trouble." She giggled as a kiss was dropped on her neck
"If I'm not Dean, I'm in trouble because that's what I've been writing on my school work for twelve years."
"Shouldn't you be at practice Mr. Bash Brother." Samantha turned in his arms and smiled
"I should, but you're so much prettier then Orion." His eyes sparkled
"I'm not complaining. However I don plan on going to your game on Friday. I know you won't be able to play in you miss practice."
"Oh, so how do you know that, Ms. I Hate Sports?" Portman squinted at her.
"Carly, everything is Adam this and Adam that. I may know more about hockey from listening to her then you do as a player." Sam laughed and tossed her long dark hair over her shoulder
"Leave it to Banks to fall for the only nut job in the entire school."
"Excuse you, Caroline Epson is my best friend, she is not a nut, she's a loon."
"Right." The boy nodded "So why are you coming to the game, you hate all athletics."
"My husband plays, I figured I might as well see one game."
"Well then, I best be getting to the rink." He kissed her cheek "See you at dinner."
FRIDAY
"Portman!" A high squeaky voice came from the end of the hallway
"Ugh." The boy groaned and shuttered before turning around "What's up Sierra, I gotta get to the rink, so could you make it quick?"
"There's no need to get testy silly. I just wanted to tell you even though we've broken up there's no need for us to stop being friends. Don't you agree?"
"Yeah, I guess so." Dean looked at her skeptically
"Good, now as the head cheerleader and your friend, I'd like to hold a victory party at my house tonight, for when you guys win. Oh and Samantha's invited too of course." By then the two had given up on trying to keep their relationship a secret and everyone knew about Sam breaking her 'jock athletes' rule, not just Sierra "So spread the word to your team and I'll make sure it's around to the rest of the student body, talk to you later." And the cheerleader bounded back off down the hall.
"The Ducks are up 3-1 with thirty seconds left in the third period. The games pretty much over folks." Josh announced over the loud speaker "There's the buzzer Eden Hall wins!"
"So what did you think of you first hockey game?" Emily asked politely. She and Sam didn't really click well, Em being an athlete and pretty immature at times and Sam being Sam.
"Well, I guess it wasn't that bad." Samantha noted tightening her scarf
"They're not all that entertaining, if Charlie wasn't captain, I'd skip and stay in the dorms to watch MTV." Cat stated with a yawn
"I'm the only one that watches them out of interest." Delilah laughed as the five girls stood up and headed down the bleachers.
SIERRA'S PARTY
Sierra screwed the cap back on the bottle and picked up the glass of punch. She walked through the kitchen, dining room, sitting room and living room in search Samantha. Her huge house was full of students, some she wasn't even sure went to Eden Hall, but it was all in fun. Finally she found her rival standing on the patio with Portman and the rest of his team and their girlfriends.
"Here Sam, I got you another punch." The redhead extended her arm and offered the drink, it was the third or forth beverage she'd brought the girl.
"Another one?" Sam raised her eye brows "Why do you keep bringing me drinks Sierra?"
"Well gosh Sam, I was just trying to me friendly, you know let bygones be bygones. But hey if you don't want it." When in doubt go to guilt
"No, thanks, it's nice of you." Sam forced a smile and chugged down the contents of the glass.
"Spill what Carly?" Samantha sighed tossing her reading glasses on the desk
"You and Portman are together, don't try to deny it. I know that look in your eyes when you see him, that's the look I had when Adam and I first got together."
"This is ludicrous, you know I don't date jocks."
"Oh that's right, you only like boring guys like Ryan, that spend their Saturday nights learning origami or practicing yoga or something."
"Look Carly," The Editor began "just because your prince charming road up on ice skates, wearing a Ducks jersey and wielding a hockey stick rather then a white horse, armor and a sword, doesn't mean mine ought to."
"I know Sam, I'm just saying. Well if you're not into Portman, you should be. He's a great guy and he's been interested in you for ever. Adam said since freshmen year."
"I dunno I'll think about it. I'm off, student council meeting in five minutes. With that Samantha breezed out of the room.
"Hey gorgeous." The girl was picked up from behind and spun around
"If that's not Dean, I'm in trouble." She giggled as a kiss was dropped on her neck
"If I'm not Dean, I'm in trouble because that's what I've been writing on my school work for twelve years."
"Shouldn't you be at practice Mr. Bash Brother." Samantha turned in his arms and smiled
"I should, but you're so much prettier then Orion." His eyes sparkled
"I'm not complaining. However I don plan on going to your game on Friday. I know you won't be able to play in you miss practice."
"Oh, so how do you know that, Ms. I Hate Sports?" Portman squinted at her.
"Carly, everything is Adam this and Adam that. I may know more about hockey from listening to her then you do as a player." Sam laughed and tossed her long dark hair over her shoulder
"Leave it to Banks to fall for the only nut job in the entire school."
"Excuse you, Caroline Epson is my best friend, she is not a nut, she's a loon."
"Right." The boy nodded "So why are you coming to the game, you hate all athletics."
"My husband plays, I figured I might as well see one game."
"Well then, I best be getting to the rink." He kissed her cheek "See you at dinner."
FRIDAY
"Portman!" A high squeaky voice came from the end of the hallway
"Ugh." The boy groaned and shuttered before turning around "What's up Sierra, I gotta get to the rink, so could you make it quick?"
"There's no need to get testy silly. I just wanted to tell you even though we've broken up there's no need for us to stop being friends. Don't you agree?"
"Yeah, I guess so." Dean looked at her skeptically
"Good, now as the head cheerleader and your friend, I'd like to hold a victory party at my house tonight, for when you guys win. Oh and Samantha's invited too of course." By then the two had given up on trying to keep their relationship a secret and everyone knew about Sam breaking her 'jock athletes' rule, not just Sierra "So spread the word to your team and I'll make sure it's around to the rest of the student body, talk to you later." And the cheerleader bounded back off down the hall.
"The Ducks are up 3-1 with thirty seconds left in the third period. The games pretty much over folks." Josh announced over the loud speaker "There's the buzzer Eden Hall wins!"
"So what did you think of you first hockey game?" Emily asked politely. She and Sam didn't really click well, Em being an athlete and pretty immature at times and Sam being Sam.
"Well, I guess it wasn't that bad." Samantha noted tightening her scarf
"They're not all that entertaining, if Charlie wasn't captain, I'd skip and stay in the dorms to watch MTV." Cat stated with a yawn
"I'm the only one that watches them out of interest." Delilah laughed as the five girls stood up and headed down the bleachers.
SIERRA'S PARTY
Sierra screwed the cap back on the bottle and picked up the glass of punch. She walked through the kitchen, dining room, sitting room and living room in search Samantha. Her huge house was full of students, some she wasn't even sure went to Eden Hall, but it was all in fun. Finally she found her rival standing on the patio with Portman and the rest of his team and their girlfriends.
"Here Sam, I got you another punch." The redhead extended her arm and offered the drink, it was the third or forth beverage she'd brought the girl.
"Another one?" Sam raised her eye brows "Why do you keep bringing me drinks Sierra?"
"Well gosh Sam, I was just trying to me friendly, you know let bygones be bygones. But hey if you don't want it." When in doubt go to guilt
"No, thanks, it's nice of you." Sam forced a smile and chugged down the contents of the glass.