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There time together took a toll on both of them as they sat half asleep in class. Their elbows resting on the table with heads on their palms, eyes slowly shutting until they were gone. A sudden 'boom' was heard as both jumped back into there bodies. "Did you to stay up late? Do you think School is not important? Are you trying to disrespect me by not listening?"

Making the mistake David opened his mouth and began to speak. "Sir I'm sorry. I mean you do disrespect at all. I'm sorry my inability to control me tiredness was disrupting you class."

"Are you trying to make fun of me? Both of you stay after you are done with your work. We need to talk. I expected this was Samantha but David I heard you were a good student. Hopefully this isn't a habit." He turned and walked away and left them to their vocab words, all 50 of them. Today's work that it. David turned to look at Sam who wore a smug grin and a pen in her hand working facts.

Softly she placed her pen down and looked over at David as he shut his book and did the same. Together they stood, gathered their things, and walked over to the teacher. Sam was brave enough to speak figuring David was going to make things worse. "Sir, we finished. Here is my paper," She grabbed her paper and handed it to the man staring at her coldly as David did the same.

"Together I see. I want you two to right me a 3 page paper on respect and how it is disrespectful to fall asleep in class. If I hear one word about 'how unfair it is' it will be 5 pages."

A low voice was heard as David spoke, eyes glued to the floor, "When is it do, do you want it typed? Double spaced?"

"Tomorrow and yes. See you to then. Hopefully you will be well behaved because Miss Crosby I would hate to see what Mr. Jeffery Hardy would say if you are causing a problem."

Her face turned sour as she turned to him and smiled before turning on her heels and walking angrily out the door. Once safely out of hearing and seeing distends she throw her thing to the ground and punched a metal door nearby. "Damn him. God damn him! I hate how he drags Jeff into this." Another metal thud was heard as fist connected with steal once more.

Getting ready for another punch David seized her by the shoulders trying to hold her still. "Don't sweet it. That guy is a jerk. Pulls Jeff into it since that's the only thing that gets to you. This paper is nothing. Calm down; let's grab food before the show."

Taking a few deep, calming breaths she felt better. For once she was happy someone saw her get mad. The thought of another night hiding an ice pack was not amusing. There was no pain in punching the door just a sense of release. Everyone had a way and hers was violent. Old habits die hard. And this one was not going to leave. Once the awareness of David waiting for an answer hit her she reply, happy and hyper, "Cool. Plus I told Jeff I'd meet him before the show. You wanna come?"

"Sorry, got to met my dad. It's been more then 7 hours since I've talked to him. He probably thinks I'm dead. Just kidding but I promised him I'd stay in touch. Not to go without saying that he is freaking right now."

"Oh... ok... let's eat." There was a sound of disappointment in his voice that was unclear or unnoticed by them as they stood, rather mindless, in line. Their orders were more predictable then anyone could of thought. Sam with an Italian sub and David, a rather large, small pepperoni pizza, somewhat lucky to grab the last one. Then beginning what there ages were a meal wouldn't be toped off without the pop.

The friendliness of before is no longer present as they sat mindless across from one another. Looking down only at their food minus the few moments look across or around the table.

(-)(-)(-)(-)(-) Later that night in the hotel room.

The two youngsters lay about the room in a disorganized fashion. One with papers moved around in a circle the other a lab top places gingerly on her lap. The room was silent apart from the constant low tap of typing keys and graphite sliding across paper. Few minutes past before one spoke. The noise startling. "Done."

"Sam, there is no way you could write a double spaced, three page paper in thirty minutes. I'm only on my first... still."

"Well, David, you will learn to hate me for this talent but, I am the master of the rapid paper. Look for yourself."

Sloping his head and grabbing the portable metal he skimmed through, eyes widening with each paragraph. "Damn Sam, I already hate you. You finished before me and wrote ten times better."

"Well duh, come on you'll finish soon enough."

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Sam lay on her back, head dangling off the bed watching TV. The minutes when by in a fast manner as her attention was taken by the glowing box in front. "Finally finished, only after a hour of writing. Thanks for the lap top, helped me work faster, much faster."

"No problem. I bought that for school but soon learned that it was much better for playing games and writing my stories and poems. Gets me through the loooong plane and car rides. It's weird; I can't sleep on a plane, so I bought this. You're free to use it when I'm not. It's always in my backpack. Well, in the blue one anyway."

"Cool, I'm gonna head for a shower since it's getting late."

"Didn't you take one after we wrestled?" He nodded and shrugged his shoulders. "Alright then, have fun."

She lay on the bed for a moment. Not tired but really nothing had her attention. A few long minutes past and she noted the time, 8:47. Picking up she called the recognizable digits.

Once again she was into her conversation and didn't notice David watcher her from the doorframe. He was him boxers, apparently he forgot his shirt. Not wanting to interrupt her conversation he just watched her back and listen.

(Authors note. The (...) means David can't hear.)

"Hey Kay Kay, I have some good information for you."

(You coming home? You coming to see use?)

"Yea I am."

(I can't wait. It's going to be sooo much fun.)

"I know I can't wait."

(Sammie, what is this I heard about a room mate named David?)

"How do you know about him?"

(Matti.)

"Oh I see Mattison was telling you about him."

(She said that you told her he is cute.)

"I did not say that."

(You like him!)

"I do not... Aren't you a little young to be asking me things like that?"

(Hey I'm a big girl!)

"I know you're a big girl."

(Is he coming with you? Are you gonna ask him to come?)

"I don't know if he would... May be... hey sweetie I've been on the phone for a half hour I need to get off soon. Yea and you need to go to bed."

(Are you going to sing to me?)

"I don't know..."

(Come on, pwease.)

She took in a deep breath and sighed. She hated to sing but it always helped Kayla. "Ok, but promise me that you'll go straight to bed."

(Oh I will don't worry.)

She shook for a moment. Then began. David listen more closely. The sweet voice made him smile and the words were lovely. Sang in a seventies type manner.

"When you need me

And no one's around

Life's got you down

Don't you frown

Momma's here baby

Life is rough

Tough

But so are you

You'll get through

Mommas here baby

Never leaving

Always sticking with you

In the back of your mind

I'm always fine

Missing you

That is true

Can't live without my baby

That baby is you

Whenever you're alone

Don't you moan

Think of me

And you're free

Cause I'm always here

When you need me the most

Never leaving

When your believing

So don't you frown

When life's got you down

Think of me

And you're free

Always remember one thing

I love you

Now close your eyes

Make a wish

Drift to dream

And I'll met you there

Cause I love you

Cause you're my baby

Forever and always my baby and me"

Thank you Sammie. I have to go now too, bye. I love you.

"Bye hun, give Marie a big hug. And I love you too. Night sweetie." With that she placed the phone back in the receiver and her body shook viscously. The sobs took over and she let them. She let out soft crying noises that when straight to David. She didn't even think about David. She forgot to think. The tears were all that mattered. Tears that fell with no regard for anything. Tears that spoke great pain and wished for release. She hunched over and placing her head in her hands crying louder, wanted to get it out. All the while David watched too shocked to anything.

By his will, or be it his heart, he crawled onto the bed. Embarrassed, she wiped at the tears that fell with no end in sight. "I'm sorry. (sob) I'll stop. (sob) I'm fine. (sob)" David gripped her, forcing her to look him in his eyes.

Their eyes met and she just cried, not knowing what else to do he grabbed her pulling her into a hug. And she cried. Trying everything to calm her he just let her cry it out, stroking her hair and whispering words of comfort. He knew not what to do. Didn't know what caused it or how to end it. The only thing he knew was she was crying and he didn't like it and he wanted it to end because the pain on his heart was too great.

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter. And the song is mine. yea i know it sucks but i came up with it out of the blue. i won't be posting for about 2 weeks. i have to go out and buy all this gear and then i'm going to bootcamp. (Not really a bootcamp but i'm in a military program for kids. Civil Air Partol and they have Emcampment ever year) i'm going to that and i can't wait. Review and make my home coming very special. have a nice day!