Disclaimer:I don't own anyone except Samara.
CHAPTER 2 :THE RIDE
The day was warm and sticky,making the two girls stick to the seat of Teresa's
well-worn car.Cranking down the window and squinting Teresa sighed "I hope
there isn't much traffic...It- it will just make it harder."At this the dark haired
passenger perked up,loving to hear good gossip."Make what hawder Mame?
Driving?'Cause I know you get real mad when you have to drive.Almost as mad
as when I put glue in Sophie's hair but not quite.Because you were REAL mad
then.".Tickleing the girl under the chin she just laughed"Nothing little bit."and
kept driving.
After a while Sammy became restless.Kicking her feet,it
seemed,was the only thing keeping her occupied.Thump.Thump.Thump.Teresa
readujusted the headband above her forehead and wiped the fine sweat off her
head.Thump.Thump.Thump.Thu-Thump."Ahem,sweetie can you please stop
doing that.It makes Mame nervous."Stoping for a beat Sammy smiled
wickedly.Thump.Thump.Thhhhuuuummmmppppp.Cocking her head Teresa
turned to her daughter."Samara Elise.What did I just get done saying?"Samara
gave her mother a classic Atwood look and innocently said "I don't really exactly
remember Mame.On a count of my tempature.Its makin' me real hot and hard to
concentrate.""Oh really.Well can you please try?I am trying to drive here.K?"
Nodding her head Sammy put on her best concentrating face.Eyebrows
down,bottom lip out."Hows that ? Good? Cause I have been working on
it.Sophie taught me.Sophie gets anything she wants when she makes that
face...say Mommy,can I have some icecream?" "Nice try Sam-You-Are.But we
are here now.Maybe your daddy will give you some." Pulling into the driveway
of a sizeable house,Teresa took in a deep breath.Breathe girl.Breathe.She
scooted out of the car and slammed the trick-door shut with the back of her
foot.Teresa walked over to Sammy's side and opened the door,unhooking her
daughter from her booster seat that she insisted she didn't need anymore because
she "was all grown up now".Grabbing the small hot pink Hello Kitty bag from
the backseat she started up the walk.Please be home.Please.I can't do this
twice.Readjusting Samara on her hip she rang the bell.After a moment steps were
heard from inside.The door swung open and after a beat Teresa
deflated."Well,crap."
A/N:What is the matter with the person in the door.Toon in next week to find out.