Sammy and I arrive home before dad. I watch amused as Sammy runs out of the car, only to fall face first into the grass near the steps.
"You alright Sammy? What's the rush?" I ask walking over to him, as he gets up and dust himself off.
"Lake party, wanna come?" Sam ask.
"What's the catch?" I ask suspiciously. If I Know Sam, he's probably gonna bring his 'Wingman', Miles.
"We have to pick up Mile's." Sam, as expected, says.
"Why do you want me to go?" I ask, knowing he has ulterior motives.
"I need you to keep Mile's under control, while I take to a girl I like." He says.
"Fine, I'll go. But if Mile's annoys me too much, he's getting knocked into the next millennia!" I warn him, agreeing to go.
"Deal!" Sam yelled, running into the house.
I sigh, and watch dad pull up.
"Beat ya daddy." I say playfully, and he ruffles my hair in fake annoyance.
"Shush you." He smiles walking into the house.
"YOU WILL NEVER SILENCE ME OLD MAN!" I yell back at him with a grin.
"I will if you call me old man one more time!" He warns, throwing a pillow at me, when I walk into the house. I catch it, and throw it back, walking up stairs to my room.
My room look's like a galaxy, for the walls and ceiling has been painted like a galaxy, with stars and planets in it to! There's even one that I made up. It's made of metal, I called it Cybertron. Mom and Dad said I have a very active imagination, when I told them. Then I painted blue crystal looking things on the bottom of the wall, that seem to be growing from a planet full of dirt and rocks all along the bottom of the wall, with my floor being a dark grey/brown. My bed, dresser, book shelf, desk (which is fully of metal and electronic parts for a robot pet i'm making) and door's are snow white in color. Finally my bedspread is a silky mint green sheet's, with silky blue pillows, and a galaxy comforter.
I pull on my mint green and blue bathing suit, and my galaxy cover up dress. I grab my sunblock and towel as Sam bang's on my door, saying it was time to leave.
I run out of the house before Sam, using dad's new path. Sam runs onto the grass, while I think '3,2,1'.
"Sam! Use my path like Star, Not my grass!" Dad scolds.
"It's family grass dad!" Sam argues.
"No, It's my house, my grass. When you have your own, you will see what I mean." Dad promises, going back to work. 'Same old dad.' I think.
I walk over to the car, and get in waiting as Sam continues his argument with dad, that it is family grass. Then i hear Mom saying something about Mojo and bling...probably putting jewelry on him again.
Sam rushes over to his side, before we leave. The car leaving a huge black smoke cloud in its wake.
"Wow, you're cheap." I almost laugh when I hear mom say that to dad. Unfortunately, I didn't get to here what dad said as we pull into the street.
We pull up to Miles house. Speaking of Miles he is currently trying to get me to move to the back, but I ain't budging!
"Mile's, you are to get in the back and leave me alone, unless you wish to be knocked into the next millennium." I warn. Which quickly gets him to the back seat.
"Wise choice Miles." I sit back, as Sam starts driving.
We get to the lake, only to find a 'popular' party going on. He didn't!
"Are you sure we're invited?" Miles, actually asks something useful.
"It's a lake, public property Mile's." Sam answers, looking at a girl, Mikaela I think was her name. I smack him upside the head.
"Ow!" He yelps, glaring at me. I'm sooo scared. Note the sarcasm.
"Just because the lake is public property, doesn't mean we're invited to the party Samuel!" I glare back at him. I step out of the car, allowing Mile's out of the back.
The local bully, a stereotypical, blonde, football jock named Trent, walks over to Sam and Miles. I lean back against the car and watch the interaction, which for some reason goes from us here to climb a tree, to Sam's failed football try out, to Sam making up a book he's writing for the connection between football and brain damage, with little activities the football team would like. Now while clever it almost get's sam beaten up, if not for Mikaela stepping in, and stopping trent.
I watch as Sam order's Mile's out of the tree, and he lands on his face.
"Idiot." I whisper amused, before moving out of the way as Miles tries to jump in the window, almost crashing into me as I was in front of it.
"MILES! YOU ALMOST CRASHED INTO ME!" I yell, pretty sure my face is turning red.
Then he has the audacity to ignore me after he almost crashed into me!
"Samuel James Witwicky! CONTROL YOUR FRIEND!" I growl at him.
"Miles? Do not jump through my window again and watch where you're jumping! You almost hit Star! Apologize!" Sam orders, seeing my face.
He nods,and does so. I just huff, it is not the first time he's almost done that.
I was about to yell at Miles to move to the back, when the radio started acting up.
"Who's gonna drive you home, tonight?" The radio plays.
Then sam decides he will drive her home, and yells at Miles to get out of the car. I tone them out until Miles, being Miles said the stupidest thing I have ever heard, and that's saying something since I live with Sam.
"That's a party foul!" Mile's argues.
"What rules?" Sam challenges.
"Bros before hos." Miles retorts,a lazy glare on his face.
"Miles, I'm begging you to get out of my car. Okay?" Sam begs.
"You can't do this to me!" Miles yells, not wanting to give up his seat, or ride.
"You got to get out of my car right now!" Sam yells back, watching as Mikaela starts walking home. Miles finally does, begrudgingly.
I get in the back and wait for Sam to take off. I see him looking at me expectantly.
"What?" I ask.
"You to. Out!" Sam says sternly.
"What!? Why?!" I glare at him. Does he really think i'm gonna walk home!?
"Cause I said so! Now get out of my car!" He yells, trying with his tiny strength to shove me out. I can see why he doesn't do sports.
Soon I am standing outside of the car, watching Sam drive towards Mikaela. Hmpf, jerk. I reach for my phone, only to realise….. It is in the car! Frag it all! Now I can't even call dad to pick me up!
So with that thought, I ignore Miles, and start walking home.
Time skip
Judging by the darkness surrounding me, I'm guessing it is around 9-10 at night. I can't see anything! Which as soon as i think that, I trip on something sending me tumbling down the hill I am on.
Well...that hurt like the pit. I may have sprained something, cause my ankle hurts. My suspicion is confirmed as I stand and a jolt of pain runs up my leg. Frag it! At least I'm Almost home.
Short maybe 5 minute time skip
I limp to the house, and see the camaro in the driveway. Looks like Sams home.
I go to the door and hear our parents. I walk in and they look over, and mom runs over.
"STAR! We were so worried!Sam came home, and you weren't with him. He said you left him to walk home!" Mom tells me. That lying piece of slag! I narrow my eyes as he walks in from the kitchen.
"You lier!" I yell at Sam. Making mom look confused. Sam looks at me pleadingly.
"Sam told me to get out of the car. So he could take Mikaela home, after she ditched her boyfriend!I had to walk home, all by myself, and sprained my ankle." I tell them, glaring the whole time at Sam's pleading face. His face slowly turning to horror. Mom looks down at my black and blue ankle.
Long story short, they yell at Sam, makes him say sorry, and sends him to his room. Mom then wrapped my ankle and sends me to bed, to rest it.
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How was that? Sam and Star's relationship is more of a 'I'm your big brother and my needs are superior to yours'. And which Brother would want their little sister in the car when he tries to get a girl? I don't think mine would… though i know a lot of ways to embarrass him ;). Ditio for Star and Sam.