Sam: Unleashed

Sam Dullard sat up in his bed, cold sweat running down his forehead. He had awoken suddenly from a horrid, "wipe out" nightmare. It was strange; every night for the past couple of weeks, he had been having the scariest dreams. He had woke up shaking, shaking from fear, embarrassment, or the loss of a friend. Tonight, he woke up from wiping out. He was riding a wave, and fell, and kept falling and falling. As soon as he calmed down, he lied back down in his bed, putting the covers over his head, and fell asleep.
"Come on, Squid, keep up!" Otto taunted as he skated speedily by. Otto was good at just about every extreme sport, the opposite of Sam. It made Sam sick to see such a great athlete, unlike himself. He was chunky and slow, contrary to his friends. Even Twister and Reggie were good athletes.
Sam panted, and tried hard to keep up with them. One day, he thought, I will be as good as they are. Just the thought of Otto struck fiery envy inside him, but he would never let his friends know that. Another thing he would let them know was that he was also jealous of Twister. Twister always had a thing for Reggie ever since they were little, and Sam hated that, considering he was also in love with Reggie. He was almost certain he had seen Twister kiss her on the cheek a couple of times. He knew Reggie liked him back, and would happily choose Twister over him.
They finally reached the Shack, Sam the only one out of breath. He wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Give out already, Squid? You better not be, we can't go surfing without you, dude." Reggie got up onto a stool and ordered a chocolate shake.
It made Sam feel good to know she cared about him, even if it was just friendly. "No, I'm okay." He smiled shyly at Reggie, hoping she would smile back. But she didn't, evidently not noticing, and turned around and began to play fight with Twister. There was the envy again. He looked away, and focused on a picture of Otto and Reggie when they were little.