I know I said I would have this done on friday, which was... four days ago. I'm so sorry, I really tried to get it done, but I got seriously stuck right in the middle of the chapter, I just couldn't think of anything to write. This chapter isn't very good, I could probably do alot better, but I just got really bad writers block. Sorry again. I hope that you won't be too dissapointed in me after this chapter.
Benjamin Masters
Chapter Three
Ben's Sam
At lunch...
"So what do you guys have next, I haven't had a class with any of you all damn day." Derek asked.
"Art." Ben and Sam said at the same time.
"Psychology." Stacy said.
"That sucks, I've got biology with Masters." Derek grumbled.
"Sucks for you." Ben and Stacy said together.
"I hate salad." Ben said looking down at his food.
"Then why did you get it?" Sam asked.
"I don't know..." Ben said rubbing the back of his head.
Stacy sighed and gave Ben her pizza.
"See you guys later, It's a long walk to class." She said getting up and leaving.
"I'll walk you." Derek said following her.
Ben and Sam sat eating in silence for a few minutes.
"If Jimmy cracked corn, and no one cared, then why did they write a song about it?" Danny asked quietly looking down at his pizza.
"What?" Sam asked.
"If Jimmy cracked corn... And no one cared... Then... Why did they write a song about it?" Ben asked laughing. His laugh reminded her of someone that she couldn't place.
Sam laughed. "I'm not sure." She said.
"Ready for art?" Ben asked.
"As long as Lancer doesn't teach it." Sam said.
"Narrative of the Life of Fredrick Douglas!" Ben joked.
"A Tale of Two Cities, Mr. Masters! How dare you insult the massive list of books in the cranium of Mr. Lancer?" Sam joked back.
Ben laughed as he stood up from the table.
"So what kind of stuff do you like to draw?" Sam asked as they started walking towards art.
"I don't know, just whatever comes to mind, you?"
"I like to do sort of sad pictures, I don't do happy stuff very often." She answered.
"Why not?" Ben asked.
"Because you're supposed to draw how you feel, and I'm not very happy anymore."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Ben answered. It was awkward talking to Sam after all this time, even though she didn't know who he was.
"It's not your fault." Sam said.
Ben cringed when he heard that. He looked at Sam to see if she noticed, but she didn't.
"So you've had art here before right?" Sam asked.
"Yeah."
"What kind of assignments do we get?"
"Most of the time she tells us to draw what's on our mind, or what's the most important thing in our life, stuff like that."
Danny was the first thing to pop into Sam's mind. She looked down at the pavement and sighed.
"One time we had to do an oil painting of what means the most to us but it had to start with a q. That wa- what's the matter?" Ben said stopping when he heard Sam sigh.
"It's nothing." Sam said giving him a pathetic try at a smile.
"Ok, then." Ben said to her with his eyebrow raised.
"So what do you have after this class?" Sam asked.
"I have Gym after then nothing until tomorrow morning with Masters." Ben said as he opened the door to art class.
"So you finally got yourself a girlfriend, Mr. Masters!" The teacher said cheerily when Sam and Ben walked in.
"She's not my girlfriend." Ben said as they walked to the back of the room.
"Whatever you say, Little Man." She replied.
"Why does everyone think I'm your girlfriend?" Sam asked as they sit down.
"I have no idea." Ben said glaring at the teacher.
The teacher smiled at him, like she knew something he didn't.
"Ok, Class, it's time for your first assignment." The teacher said.
"Draw whatever you want. I was too busy to think of anything, so just draw something. Make it good, and be done by the end of class. Have fun."
"So what are you drawing?" Ben asked Sam as he grabbed a piece of paper.
"I think I'm going to draw Danny, except what I think he'd look like now." Sam said
"Why don't you just draw what he looks like now?" Ben asked.
"Cause I haven't seen him since High School. That's fine though, it'll just make the assignment better."
A few minutes passed and neither of them said anything.
"I really loved him too. I always have. I probably always will. I email him everyday, he never replies or anything. Why does he hate me so much?" Sam said looking at Ben sadly when she asked the question.
"Maybe he's just been too busy?" Ben asked.
"Nobody's that busy. He said he loved me, and if you love someone, then you make time for them." Sam said.
Ben finished his drawing then laid his head down and fell asleep.
The bell rang and Ben didn't wake up.
"Ben?" Sam said. He didn't stir, so she picked up his project so she could turn it in for him.
She looked at it. His project was a bouquet of roses laying down on a glass table with a necklace twisted around the stems. The necklace had a locket and a ring on it.
"Where have a seen those before?" She asked herself before she turned in his and her projects to the teacher.
"...So you gonna get up?" Sam asked loudly in Ben's ear.
"Just five more minutes, Mom." Ben mumbled.
"Do I look like your mother to you!" Sam yelled.
Ben looked up at Sam.
"...Well..." He joked.
"Very funny. So you ready for gym?" Sam asked.
"Not really," Ben answered yawning.
"Well, we've got to go anyway, so come on." Sam said grabbing Ben's wrist and pulling him up and out of the door.
Sam was in gym at the same time as Ben. She got into her gym uniform then sat on the bleachers.
"Ok! Girls! Sit on the bleachers over there!" The coach yelled pointing at Sam.
"Get over here, Men!" The other coach yelled at the other end of the gym.
"You know, I heard Ben Masters has a girlfriend." One of the girls near Sam said.
"He got a girlfriend? I always thought he was a eunuch or something." another one said.
"Hell, no. He's to hot." said another.
"Her name's Sam. She's really ugly too." The first girl said.
"Really?" the other two asked at the same time.
"He's way to good for her." The first girl sighed looking over at the boys.
Sam glared at the girl.
'How dare she call me ugly? AND Ben's girlfriend! I'm going to get her back for that.' Sam thought.
Then Sam noticed everyone was on the gym floor. She saw Ben walking over to her. He was a lot toner than she thought, he did look pretty good.
"Hey, Sam." He said when he reached her.
"Hey. What are we supposed to be doing? I wasn't paying attention..." Sam said embarrassed.
"Nothing, it's random sports day. What do you wanna do?" Ben asked.
"I don't kn-" Sam said. Then she saw a soccer ball coming in her direction.
"Get back at that shallow little-" Sam said smirking before kicking it.
Sam and Ben watched the ball as it went across the gym and hit a girl on the other side of the gym in the face.
"Jerk." She said smiling. The girl glared at Sam from across the gym, and Sam and Ben busted out laughing.
"So, You want to play basketball?" Ben asked.
"Sure." Sam answered.
They got a ball and started playing.
Later that night...
Ben sat on Stacy's bed looking at Sam sleeping on the other side of the room.
"You do know, that Sam's your Sam, right?" Stacy asked all the sudden.
"What?" Ben asked startled.
"Sam is your Sam."
"She can't be." Ben sighed.
"She is." Stacy pointed out.
"I know she is, but I don't want her to be."
"Her last name's Manson, and she always wears the locket you told me you gave her." Stacy pointed out.
"I know." Ben said quietly walking across the room getting closer to Sam's sleeping form.
"It hurts so much, to be so close to her and yet so far away." Ben said his hand almost touching her face before he pulled it away.
"You know, she calls out for you in her sleep." Stacy said.
She could see the look of pain on Ben's face as he heard that.
"Seriously?" Ben asked.
"Yeah, she'll start any minute," Stacy said looking at her watch.
Ben looked at Sam's face it looked troubled.
"Danny? Danny, where are you? Why did you leave me? Do you not love me anymore?" Sam mumbled.
Ben felt tears start to well up in his eyes.
"Danny? Please! Answer me!" Sam mumbled loudly.
Ben sat down by Sam on her bed and held her hand.
"I love you, Danny. Why did you leave me?" Sam cried.
Ben wiped a tear off of Sam's face, then he bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"I still love you, Sam. I'll always be here for you." He whispered.
"Danny." Sam sighed starting to smile.
Ben sat there for a while to see what Sam would do. After about five minutes he was sure she was ok, so he let go of her hand and he stood up.
"Night, Stacy." He said quietly. Then he went to his room and fell asleep.
End Chapter Three.
Again, I'm so sorry it took me so long.
MattsLittleSister