Chapter 7
At the mall Emily and I find everything we want and need in no time at all and have a ton of time to kill before my mom is going to pick us up. I would have called to see if she could come earlier but she's out to dinner with George and I don't want to interrupt.
From a distance I see a guy with a blue striped hat on and a blue button down shirt and know immediately that it's Sam. As Emily and I walk closer I can see that he looks completely miserable listening to some blonde twig talk at him in a really high pitched voice.
Derek on the other hand looks like he felt that the gods have finally blessed him with the perfect girl as he carries on a conversation with another blonde stick.
Emily and I are just going to walk by, we're on our way to get smoothies and the guys are standing right by the store, so there's no way that we can avoid them.
As we walk closer Sam glances over and instantly looks immensely relieved to see us.
"Hey Casey, what are you doing here?" he asks.
"I'm shopping." I hold up my hands to demonstrate the bags. "What are you doing?"
"We're busy with Cindy and Mindy, so if you could leave that would be great." Derek interjects.
Before I can even respond Sam speaks. "What if I don't want her to leave?"
"What?" asks a dumbfounded looking Derek.
I'm just as surprised that Sam has finally stood up for me.
"I said I want Casey to stay. It's my birthday and I haven't been having any fun and right now I want to hang out with my girlfriend."
Wow. That was powerful, and authoritative, and completely hot. Sam should defend me more often; it's a definite turn-on.
"Okay, so hang out with her. Why would I care?"
"I don't know, why would you?"
This clearly isn't going anywhere. I figure I should step in, if I want any progress to be made that is.
"Sam, why don't we go and hang out at my house. We could play video games and watch movies if you want."
"Yeah, that's exactly what I want." Sam states with so much command that not even Derek will fight him on this one. "Emily would you like a ride home?" Sam offers.
"Um, yeah, that'd be great. Thanks."
"But Sam, I'm not ready to go yet." Derek protests.
Once again, I feel it's up to me to fix the situation. "Don't worry Derek. My mom was planning on picking me up at 9:30, so she can pick you up instead. Meet her outside Zellers." And with that Emily, Sam, and I walk away, leaving a sputtering and very confused looking Derek in our dust.
