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Chapter Three:
They had a good 45 minute drive ahead of them, and no one was talking.
"So, how was your day?" Chad asked trying to start something.
"It was alright, I didn't pay much attention." Sam said shruging.
"Sammy, you gotta start paying more attention."
"Don't start one of your fatherly lectures, I can't take them anymore."
Mikey felt quite out of place, it wasn't his place to side with either one of them.
"What do you think Mikey? Do I have to pay more attention?" Sam asked shifting in her chair so that she was facing him.
"It's not really my place to say."
"Bull shit, say what you want. Sammy's a big girl, she can handle it." Chad said looking in the rear-view mirror.
"Alright, I think you really should pay more attention. You might learn a thing or two."
"Now you sound old, shut up." Sam said slumping into her chair and folding her arms.
"Sammy knock it off, leave the kid alone. You could learn some manners from him."
"If I wanted to get lectured, I'd tell mom."
"Look I didn't mean to get you angry, I was just stating fact." Mikey said feeling bad.
"Don't worry Mikey, she always acts like this." Chad said once again looking in the rear-view mirror.
"What the shit are you talking about? I never do this...Okay well almost never." Sam said regretting she even brought it up.
They pulled up outside of their house and Chad got out, before closing the door he stared at Sam.
"Don't be such a baby." with that he closed the door and went in.
Sam sat there pissed off that her brother would say such things, in front of her friend of all people.
"I didn't mean to upset you." Mikey said.
"It's fine, lets go in." she said getting out and pulling the chair foward.
Mikey got out and she pushed the chair back and closed the door, he quietly followed her into her house.
As soon as she walked into the living room her mother started barking orders at her.
"Honey I need you to go to the store, we're out of milk. I'll also need you to get the mail." her mother said without even looking away from the tv.
"Why can't you send Chad?" Sam whined.
"Cause he's busy, and I know your not. The money's on the table."
Sam went into the kitchen and found the money, Mikey was following her.
"Alright you have two choices, go into my room and wait, or come with me."
"I'll wait here."
"Alright I'll be back as soon as possible, don't touch anything." with that she left.
Mikey went into her room and sat down on the bed, he looked around her room. It was a little strange, pretty much everything was black. She had pictures of bat's and vampies all over her walls, most highschool girl's had boy-band pictures.
He waited there for about 10 minutes when she came back, she yelled to her mother that she was back. He could hear her footsteps getting closer, she opened the door and slammed it shut.
"You ready to study?" she asked.
"Uh..yeah."
"Alright, so study." she said laying down on her bed.
Mikey sat down on the floor and opened up a bunch of books, Sam rolled over on her side and watched him for a while. Mikey was not even paying attention to her, he was to busy reading.
"Do you think I'm a horrible person?" Sam asked out of nowhere.
"Excuse me?" Mikey asked shocked at the question.
"Everyone make's me seem like a horrible person, I was just wondering if you thought what they think."
"I think that you're a really nice person, whose a little weird."
"Weird? How do you mean?" she asked sitting down on the floor with him.
"Well you come off a little strong, mean even."
Sam looked down at the floor, she didn't mean to be mean. It just came so easily, she probably got it from her father.
Mikey noticed something was wrong, and he attempted to change the subject.
"So where's you're father?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that the little bastard, ran out on my mother when she was pregnant with me."
"That sucks, I'm sorry."
"What about you, where's you're father?"
"Right now? Probably beating the shit out of my mother, he's kind of an asshole."
"Is that why you and you're brother are so close?"
"Yeah Moe's tryed to stop him before, he just keeps coming."
"I suppose it's better to not have a father, then have one that beats you're mom up."
Mikey and Sam where talking for a good hour, when there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Sam called.
"It's Chad, is Mikey in there?" came the answer.
"Yeah."
"Moe's out front, he say's they've gotta get home."
"Alright."
Mikey stood up and started collecting his books, Sam got up and sat on the bed.
"I guess we'll have to study some other time, I'll see you tomorrow." Mikey started to leave.
"You won't be seeing me tomorrow."
"Why not?"
"Tomorrow's saturday."
"Well maybe we could go out and see a movie." Mikey offered.
"I can't." Sam said already regretting saying no.
"Why's that?"
"I don't date classmates anymore."
"So if I didn't go to your school, you'd go out with me?" Mikey was trying so hard to get her to say yes.
"I might've, but we won't know now."
"Think of me as a kid from a different school then, I'll come by here at 7. Maybe you could even wear something other then black." Mikey chuckled.
Sam was in a place where she couldn't say no, she didn't like it when things like this happened. She heard a horn honk and knew she had very little time to come up with an excuse.
"I don't have anything that's not black." she blurted out.
"Black's fine then, you look good in it anyway." with that he made his way out to the car.
Sam stood there, in the middle of her room.
"Then does that mean, he's been checking me out?" she asked outloud.
"Did you say something?" Chad asked walking by the door.
"No, just talking to myself."
"Alright."
Sam closed her door, then she walked over to her cd player. She cranked it up and listened to some heavy metal music, she layed down on her bed and fell asleep thinking about Mikey.
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Chapter Three:
They had a good 45 minute drive ahead of them, and no one was talking.
"So, how was your day?" Chad asked trying to start something.
"It was alright, I didn't pay much attention." Sam said shruging.
"Sammy, you gotta start paying more attention."
"Don't start one of your fatherly lectures, I can't take them anymore."
Mikey felt quite out of place, it wasn't his place to side with either one of them.
"What do you think Mikey? Do I have to pay more attention?" Sam asked shifting in her chair so that she was facing him.
"It's not really my place to say."
"Bull shit, say what you want. Sammy's a big girl, she can handle it." Chad said looking in the rear-view mirror.
"Alright, I think you really should pay more attention. You might learn a thing or two."
"Now you sound old, shut up." Sam said slumping into her chair and folding her arms.
"Sammy knock it off, leave the kid alone. You could learn some manners from him."
"If I wanted to get lectured, I'd tell mom."
"Look I didn't mean to get you angry, I was just stating fact." Mikey said feeling bad.
"Don't worry Mikey, she always acts like this." Chad said once again looking in the rear-view mirror.
"What the shit are you talking about? I never do this...Okay well almost never." Sam said regretting she even brought it up.
They pulled up outside of their house and Chad got out, before closing the door he stared at Sam.
"Don't be such a baby." with that he closed the door and went in.
Sam sat there pissed off that her brother would say such things, in front of her friend of all people.
"I didn't mean to upset you." Mikey said.
"It's fine, lets go in." she said getting out and pulling the chair foward.
Mikey got out and she pushed the chair back and closed the door, he quietly followed her into her house.
As soon as she walked into the living room her mother started barking orders at her.
"Honey I need you to go to the store, we're out of milk. I'll also need you to get the mail." her mother said without even looking away from the tv.
"Why can't you send Chad?" Sam whined.
"Cause he's busy, and I know your not. The money's on the table."
Sam went into the kitchen and found the money, Mikey was following her.
"Alright you have two choices, go into my room and wait, or come with me."
"I'll wait here."
"Alright I'll be back as soon as possible, don't touch anything." with that she left.
Mikey went into her room and sat down on the bed, he looked around her room. It was a little strange, pretty much everything was black. She had pictures of bat's and vampies all over her walls, most highschool girl's had boy-band pictures.
He waited there for about 10 minutes when she came back, she yelled to her mother that she was back. He could hear her footsteps getting closer, she opened the door and slammed it shut.
"You ready to study?" she asked.
"Uh..yeah."
"Alright, so study." she said laying down on her bed.
Mikey sat down on the floor and opened up a bunch of books, Sam rolled over on her side and watched him for a while. Mikey was not even paying attention to her, he was to busy reading.
"Do you think I'm a horrible person?" Sam asked out of nowhere.
"Excuse me?" Mikey asked shocked at the question.
"Everyone make's me seem like a horrible person, I was just wondering if you thought what they think."
"I think that you're a really nice person, whose a little weird."
"Weird? How do you mean?" she asked sitting down on the floor with him.
"Well you come off a little strong, mean even."
Sam looked down at the floor, she didn't mean to be mean. It just came so easily, she probably got it from her father.
Mikey noticed something was wrong, and he attempted to change the subject.
"So where's you're father?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that the little bastard, ran out on my mother when she was pregnant with me."
"That sucks, I'm sorry."
"What about you, where's you're father?"
"Right now? Probably beating the shit out of my mother, he's kind of an asshole."
"Is that why you and you're brother are so close?"
"Yeah Moe's tryed to stop him before, he just keeps coming."
"I suppose it's better to not have a father, then have one that beats you're mom up."
Mikey and Sam where talking for a good hour, when there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Sam called.
"It's Chad, is Mikey in there?" came the answer.
"Yeah."
"Moe's out front, he say's they've gotta get home."
"Alright."
Mikey stood up and started collecting his books, Sam got up and sat on the bed.
"I guess we'll have to study some other time, I'll see you tomorrow." Mikey started to leave.
"You won't be seeing me tomorrow."
"Why not?"
"Tomorrow's saturday."
"Well maybe we could go out and see a movie." Mikey offered.
"I can't." Sam said already regretting saying no.
"Why's that?"
"I don't date classmates anymore."
"So if I didn't go to your school, you'd go out with me?" Mikey was trying so hard to get her to say yes.
"I might've, but we won't know now."
"Think of me as a kid from a different school then, I'll come by here at 7. Maybe you could even wear something other then black." Mikey chuckled.
Sam was in a place where she couldn't say no, she didn't like it when things like this happened. She heard a horn honk and knew she had very little time to come up with an excuse.
"I don't have anything that's not black." she blurted out.
"Black's fine then, you look good in it anyway." with that he made his way out to the car.
Sam stood there, in the middle of her room.
"Then does that mean, he's been checking me out?" she asked outloud.
"Did you say something?" Chad asked walking by the door.
"No, just talking to myself."
"Alright."
Sam closed her door, then she walked over to her cd player. She cranked it up and listened to some heavy metal music, she layed down on her bed and fell asleep thinking about Mikey.