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Chapter Five:
Sam woke up but she was dreading this day, cause today was laundry day. She looked for something to change into, all she found where these pink pants with 'drama queen' across the ass. She hated pink, but these where the last pants her mother bought for her. Ironic that it's pink.
She gathered all of her clothes, and brought them down to the basement. Her laundry was easy cause it was all black, but she still hated it. She put in the first load and went back upstairs, every Sunday her mother would go out on a lunch date. Chad would go play basketball with Moe, so she had the house to herself.
She sat down in front of the tv, she didn't watch much. She was just flipping channels, when there was a knock on the door. She jumped up to answer it, she was shocked to see Tiffany standing there.
"Hey Tiff, is there anything I can help you with?" Sam asked moving aside to let her in.
"Can't I spend time with my best friend?" Tiffany asked sitting down on the couch.
Sam went over and sat down next to her, time passed and neither one of them were talking.
"Alright Tiff, what's up?" Sam asked turning the tv off.
"Are you and Mikey dating?" she blurted out shocking Sam.
"Dating? No, who said we were?"
"It's just that when I call him, he says he's got other things to do. I thought maybe you and him were dating."
Neither one of them said anything, Sam turned the tv back on and they were watching it. About an hour later, there was another knock on the door. Sam didn't wanna get it, she thought she knew who it was.
"Are you going to answer that?" Tiffany asked with a confused look on her face.
"Yeah." Sam got up and when she opened the door regreted it. "Hey Mikey what are you doing here?"
"Well I thought maybe we could go out again, I've stopped smoking pot." Mikey said shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Wait, hold the phone. You two went out?" Tiffany asked getting upset.
"Oh hey Tiffany, I didn't see you there."
Sam closed her eyes, maybe it was a bad dream. Maybe the situation was just a joke, maybe Tiffany and Mikey were trying to get her scared. She prayed that the floor would open up, and sollow her whole.
"You mean to tell me, that you two are dating?" Tiffany asked folding her arms over her chest.
"We're not dating." Sam said kinda harshly, more then she meant.
"We aren't? Then what do you call last night?" Mikey asked confused.
"You went out LAST NIGHT?" Tiffany said starting to scream.
Sam felt trapped. On one said there was this amazing guy, she hated to admit it but she was beginning to like him. On the other side was her friend, her best friend. They'd known each other since they where little, they promised to never let a guy come between them. It's not an easy choice to make.
"Yeah is that a problem?" Mikey asked.
"Why wouldn't you go out with me then? Huh?" Tiffany asked getting REALLY mad now.
"Because I don't like you."
Sam cringed, that was hitting below the belt. She knew how Tiffany took to rejection, not well.
"You don't like me? How is that possible?"
Mikey started to say something, but Sam cut him off.
"ENOUGH!! Tiff, Mikey and I aren't going out. We went out last night to try it out, see how it went. We're not compatable, and we never will be." Sam finished out of breath.
Mikey and Tiffany looked at her, neither one knowing what to say. Mikey looked like he was about to cry, and Tiffany looked happy.
"Now I have laundry to do, if you don't mind." with that she went down stairs.
When she got down there she sat on the dryer, she felt horrible. She hurt Mikey's feelings, could this day get any better? She tryed listening to see if they were talking, but all she heard was the tv. So she decided to go up and see if they were still there, when she got up there she could only find Tiffany.
"Where'd Mikey go?" Sam asked still looking around.
"I don't know, he just left." Tiffany said sounding upbeat.
"I think you better leave." Sam said feeling worse then before.
"Excuse me?"
"LEAVE!"
Tiffany got up and left, she even had the nerve to be pissed off. Sam went back downstairs, she only had one more load left. She put the first load in the dryer, and the second load in the washer.
She went back upstairs and sat down on the couch, thinking about what to do. She decided to take a shower, she always thought when she was in there.
She was so lost in her thought's, that her mother came home before she got out. After getting dressed she had to face her hair, her waste length hair.
She struggled to blow dry it, then she straightend it. That took up two hours, then she went down and got her clothes. She tryed avoiding her mother, but that was like pushing ice cream up a hill on a hot day.
"Honey, where have you been?" her mother asked from her spot on the couch.
"Doing laundry, why?"
"Some boy was here for you, Mickey or something. I told him you were out and to come back later."
"Thanks." with that she went into her room.
Some of her stuff needed to be ironed, so instead she hung them in the closet. She decided to go over to Mikey's, maybe he would be home. She grabbed her keys and left, her mother didn't even ask where she was going.
She walked down the quite street, it was the only one of it's kind. All the other one's where to busy, good thing Mikey lived on the same street. She slowly walked up to the door, she knocked and listened to it echo.
"Can I help you?" she heard the voice before she saw the face, she thanked God it was Moe. "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I was looking for Mikey, is he home?" Sam asked shyly.
"He went to the movies with some girl, I thought you two were dating."
"We went out once, did he say who he was going with?"
"She had some weird name, I'm horrible with name's. Sorry." he shrugged.
"That's okay, I think I know who it is. Bye." she didn't even give him a chance to answer before she walked away.
She walked down the busy street, thinking about what she'd say. When she got to the theater, she couldn't think of anything. She contemplated just leaving, but they walked out.
The sight made her sick, she never thought she'd see Mikey kissing Katinka. She hid behind a display, she didn't want Mikey seeing her. She never in a million year's, thought that Mikey would go out with a cheerleader.
He wasn't a jock, Sam didn't understand what Katinka saw in him. Not that Mikey was ugly, but she didn't go out with just anyone. A newbie of all people, she was happy when they started walking away from her.
She quietly walked home, she didn't understand what she just saw. Why would Mikey do that to her? What was she saying, she had just done that to him. How was she going to get him back? These are questions she didn't have answers for, yet anyway.
When she got home she went straight to bed, she didn't wanna deal with her mothers stupid questions.
Chapter Five:
Sam woke up but she was dreading this day, cause today was laundry day. She looked for something to change into, all she found where these pink pants with 'drama queen' across the ass. She hated pink, but these where the last pants her mother bought for her. Ironic that it's pink.
She gathered all of her clothes, and brought them down to the basement. Her laundry was easy cause it was all black, but she still hated it. She put in the first load and went back upstairs, every Sunday her mother would go out on a lunch date. Chad would go play basketball with Moe, so she had the house to herself.
She sat down in front of the tv, she didn't watch much. She was just flipping channels, when there was a knock on the door. She jumped up to answer it, she was shocked to see Tiffany standing there.
"Hey Tiff, is there anything I can help you with?" Sam asked moving aside to let her in.
"Can't I spend time with my best friend?" Tiffany asked sitting down on the couch.
Sam went over and sat down next to her, time passed and neither one of them were talking.
"Alright Tiff, what's up?" Sam asked turning the tv off.
"Are you and Mikey dating?" she blurted out shocking Sam.
"Dating? No, who said we were?"
"It's just that when I call him, he says he's got other things to do. I thought maybe you and him were dating."
Neither one of them said anything, Sam turned the tv back on and they were watching it. About an hour later, there was another knock on the door. Sam didn't wanna get it, she thought she knew who it was.
"Are you going to answer that?" Tiffany asked with a confused look on her face.
"Yeah." Sam got up and when she opened the door regreted it. "Hey Mikey what are you doing here?"
"Well I thought maybe we could go out again, I've stopped smoking pot." Mikey said shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Wait, hold the phone. You two went out?" Tiffany asked getting upset.
"Oh hey Tiffany, I didn't see you there."
Sam closed her eyes, maybe it was a bad dream. Maybe the situation was just a joke, maybe Tiffany and Mikey were trying to get her scared. She prayed that the floor would open up, and sollow her whole.
"You mean to tell me, that you two are dating?" Tiffany asked folding her arms over her chest.
"We're not dating." Sam said kinda harshly, more then she meant.
"We aren't? Then what do you call last night?" Mikey asked confused.
"You went out LAST NIGHT?" Tiffany said starting to scream.
Sam felt trapped. On one said there was this amazing guy, she hated to admit it but she was beginning to like him. On the other side was her friend, her best friend. They'd known each other since they where little, they promised to never let a guy come between them. It's not an easy choice to make.
"Yeah is that a problem?" Mikey asked.
"Why wouldn't you go out with me then? Huh?" Tiffany asked getting REALLY mad now.
"Because I don't like you."
Sam cringed, that was hitting below the belt. She knew how Tiffany took to rejection, not well.
"You don't like me? How is that possible?"
Mikey started to say something, but Sam cut him off.
"ENOUGH!! Tiff, Mikey and I aren't going out. We went out last night to try it out, see how it went. We're not compatable, and we never will be." Sam finished out of breath.
Mikey and Tiffany looked at her, neither one knowing what to say. Mikey looked like he was about to cry, and Tiffany looked happy.
"Now I have laundry to do, if you don't mind." with that she went down stairs.
When she got down there she sat on the dryer, she felt horrible. She hurt Mikey's feelings, could this day get any better? She tryed listening to see if they were talking, but all she heard was the tv. So she decided to go up and see if they were still there, when she got up there she could only find Tiffany.
"Where'd Mikey go?" Sam asked still looking around.
"I don't know, he just left." Tiffany said sounding upbeat.
"I think you better leave." Sam said feeling worse then before.
"Excuse me?"
"LEAVE!"
Tiffany got up and left, she even had the nerve to be pissed off. Sam went back downstairs, she only had one more load left. She put the first load in the dryer, and the second load in the washer.
She went back upstairs and sat down on the couch, thinking about what to do. She decided to take a shower, she always thought when she was in there.
She was so lost in her thought's, that her mother came home before she got out. After getting dressed she had to face her hair, her waste length hair.
She struggled to blow dry it, then she straightend it. That took up two hours, then she went down and got her clothes. She tryed avoiding her mother, but that was like pushing ice cream up a hill on a hot day.
"Honey, where have you been?" her mother asked from her spot on the couch.
"Doing laundry, why?"
"Some boy was here for you, Mickey or something. I told him you were out and to come back later."
"Thanks." with that she went into her room.
Some of her stuff needed to be ironed, so instead she hung them in the closet. She decided to go over to Mikey's, maybe he would be home. She grabbed her keys and left, her mother didn't even ask where she was going.
She walked down the quite street, it was the only one of it's kind. All the other one's where to busy, good thing Mikey lived on the same street. She slowly walked up to the door, she knocked and listened to it echo.
"Can I help you?" she heard the voice before she saw the face, she thanked God it was Moe. "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I was looking for Mikey, is he home?" Sam asked shyly.
"He went to the movies with some girl, I thought you two were dating."
"We went out once, did he say who he was going with?"
"She had some weird name, I'm horrible with name's. Sorry." he shrugged.
"That's okay, I think I know who it is. Bye." she didn't even give him a chance to answer before she walked away.
She walked down the busy street, thinking about what she'd say. When she got to the theater, she couldn't think of anything. She contemplated just leaving, but they walked out.
The sight made her sick, she never thought she'd see Mikey kissing Katinka. She hid behind a display, she didn't want Mikey seeing her. She never in a million year's, thought that Mikey would go out with a cheerleader.
He wasn't a jock, Sam didn't understand what Katinka saw in him. Not that Mikey was ugly, but she didn't go out with just anyone. A newbie of all people, she was happy when they started walking away from her.
She quietly walked home, she didn't understand what she just saw. Why would Mikey do that to her? What was she saying, she had just done that to him. How was she going to get him back? These are questions she didn't have answers for, yet anyway.
When she got home she went straight to bed, she didn't wanna deal with her mothers stupid questions.