Chapter Forty Nine:
Sam put in a small load in the washer with only the clothes she wanted, but she stayed down there for a while thinking of how she should bring this up. She'd been on dates before, but she remembered that her mother had giving them the third degree or she didn't care. She was hoping it was one of those dates where she didn't care, she could be very strange and ask what they were doing, but she wouldn't stop there, she'd ask where they were going to go, and where after that. She drove Sam nuts, but she knew she had to tell her weather she liked it or not. She had been down there so long, she already had to swap loads in the dryer.
She finally decided it was best to get it out of the way, so she went upstairs. First she looked in her mom's room, but she wasn't there. She'd noticed she wasn't in the kitchen or the living room either, so where could she be? She jumped when Chad came out of his room.
"Hey, do you know where mom is?" she asked.
"Yeah, her and Donald went out, something about ice cream I think, I don't know." he said scratching himself.
"Ew...uh thanks." she said trying to tear her eyes away from him, he'd always done that and it always got her attention. "Are you trying to find something?" she asked when he hadn't stopped.
"No, why?" he asked looking confused.
"Nothing, continue whatever you were doing." she said going into her room.
She sat down on her bed and started listening to the radio, she had plenty of time to waste cause it was only 2:30, so she decided you sign on her messenger and see if anyone was on. As soon as she signed in she noticed that her slightly older cousin was on, so she decided to have a chat.
Gothchick: hey M
Mwithatwist: hey Sam-bo, what's up?
Gothchick: nm, just looking for some time to kill
Mwithatwist: o? y? got a big date or sumthing? lol
Gothchick: actually yes
Mwithatwist: i was only kidding
Gothchick: yea but i wasn't
Mwithatwist: really? whos the lucky guy?
Gothchick: he lives down the street and goes to my school
Mwithatwist: oic, is he hot?
Gothchick: i'm surprised at u, normally u'd ask if i liked him
Mwithatwist: good thing i'm not normal then, so is he?
Gothchick: hes pretty hot, but his bros even hotter
Mwithatwist: o? how old is he?
Gothchick: 2 old 4 me, but hes right up ur alley
Mwithatwist: really? wow i'll have 2 check him out the next time i visit
Gothchick: which'll be soon i hope
Mwithatwist: yea yea i'll get 2 it
Gothchick: dont be shoveling me shit now, u have 2 come up soon
Mwithatwist: yea i'll get 2 it, next time i feel like packing and un-packing
Gothchick: its not that bad, theres stores up here ya know
Mwithatwist: so?
Gothchick: r u realy that dense?
Mwithatwist: i can b, lol i got the message
Gothchick: bout time
Mwithatwist: i might actually come up soon
Gothchick: realy?
Mwithatwist: o yea, haven't seen a hot guy in...o minutes now
Gothchick: dont be a smart ass, hes REALY hot
Mwithatwist: really? i'll just have to c 4 myself
Gothchick: then get ur big ass up here and look
Mwithatwist: yea sure i'll be up there next week
Gothchick: realy?
Mwithatwist: sure, how often do i get to see my favorite cousin?
Gothchick: but Chad wont be here, he'll b camping with his friends
Mwithatwist: i meant u
Gothchick: i know, i was just being a smart ass
Mwithatwist: well it might actually be good that Chad wont b there
Gothchick: how so?
Mwithatwist: well his rooms bigger then urs, we'll take his while hes gone
Gothchick: he'll freak
Mwithatwist: only if u go into his room while hes still in there lol
Gothchick: yea but he'll b able to tell
Mwithatwist: y? does he smell his sheets everynight or sumthing?
Gothchick: lol no but...o who cares?
Mwithatwist: there ya go, now thats using the old noodle
Gothchick: so when next week r u coming up?
Mwithatwist: i'll b there by sunday, k?
Gothchick: ok, cool
Mwithatwist: i've gotta go
Gothchick: alrite, i'll talk 2 u later
Mwithatwist: i bid u ado and goodbye
Gothchick: bye
Sam signed off and looked at the clock, she had managed to waste 15 minutes this day was going to drag on and on. She heard the sound of two car doors slamming and her mother muttering, it was now or never. She quickly ran into the living room, threw herself on the couch and turned on the tv, just in time for the front door to open.
"Oh hey, where did you guys go?" she asked turning the tv off and standing up.
"I didn't wanna go, but Donald here made me." Gail said walking through the living room and sitting in the kitchen.
Sam looked at Donald who just shrugged, then went in and sat across from her mother, Donald also came in and sat next to Gail.
"But did you have a good time?" Sam asked trying to soften her up a little, she was pissed.
"Good time? I can't eat ice cream." she yelled.
"Oh, why?"
"Cause it tastes like shit, thats why."
They sat in silence for a while, none of them knowing what to say. Sam was trying really hard not to laugh at her mother, but she was beginning to fail. Finally there was some noise, but it was the door bell and Sam knew who that was. No one made a move to answer it until the second ring.
"Does anyone else hear that?" Gail asked looking around.
"Yes dear, it's just the door bell." Donald said from his seat next to her, Gail glared at him. "Why don't I get that?" he got up and left the room.
Sam knew it was not or never, but she was honestly hoping never. When she heard the front door open she had to act quick and just get it out.
"Mom I'm going out with Mikey tonight and we're going to be out for a while, I hope you don't mind." Sam spit out.
"Mikey? Who in the hell is that?" Gail asked confused.
"Did I say Mikey? I meant Mickey."
"Oh that nice young boy that was here earlier?"
Sam couldn't believe she'd said that, earlier she'd screamed about it, but now he was nice? Was she living in the Twilight Zone?
"Uh...yeah, that one. It's okay right?"
"Oh yes, I don't mind in the slightest."
"Sam!" she heard Donald yell from the living room. "Mickey's here."
"Okay!" she yelled back. "Send him in here!" she turned around and he was standing right in the door way. "Sorry for yelling, I didn't know you were there." she said blushing.
"It's fine." he answered. "Are you going in that?" he asked looking at her snowman pants.
"No, my pants are in the dryer actually, it'll only be a minute." she said standing up and heading for the basement door. "Talk amongst yourselves." she said and went down stairs.
Mikey sat down across from Gail where Sam had been sitting, they starred at each other for a while before Donald finally came in from the living room.
"So Mickey, where are you guys going tonight?" he asked.
"My name's Mikey, not Mickey." he corrected. "And we're just going driving."
"Where abouts?" Gail asked.
"I dunno, just around I guess."
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Sam was just coming back up the stairs when she heard them talking, it seemed they were already asking him all these dumb questions, so she figured she should take that last step and finally open the door.
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Everyone got quiet again and were staring at each other, Mikey was very uncomfortable and didn't know what to say. They all jumped when Sam opened the door, they all looked at her.
"Hey, what's up?" she asked closing the door.
"Nothing, you almost ready?" Mikey asked.
"Yeah, just give me two minutes." she said going into her room.
Once the door closed all got silent again, they were once again starring at each other, it didn't take long for Sam to come back out.
"Alright, I'm ready." she said.
"Alright, let's go." Mikey said standing up.
"You two have fun." Gail said smiling.
"We will, bye." Sam said walking out the front door.
"You're family's nuts." Mikey said after they closed the door.
"You're telling me? I've known that my entire life."
Mikey opened the door for Sam and closed it once she was in, he walked around the car and got in as well.
"So, where do you wanna go?" he asked starting the car.
"Let's go see a movie."
"Alright." he shifted it into drive and they were off.
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A/N: I don't own Gothchick or Mwithatwist, their just names I pulled outta my ass and
added. M is my friend and I added her cause I like to add my friends, if you wanna
be added to the story just let me know.