Chapter 8
The next morning Sam woke up to someone violently shaking her body.
"Samantha Anne Forster! Wake up! We are going to be late!" A familiar voice screamed at her.
Sam blinked her eyes open and let them take their time to focus.
"Mmm." She mumbled groggily.
"Ugh. I swear I will bring a bucket of ice cold water and throw it on you if you don't get up in the next ten seconds." Jen said to Samantha frustrated.
Sam stretched her body and stared at her best friend slightly confused, "Late for what? Its only mon..." she let the word melt into her favorite swear word. Sadly she said it just while her Grandmother was walking into her room with a stack of clean clothes.
"Samantha Anne Forester!" Her gram reproached her severely. "Is that any way for a young lady to talk?"
Jen concealed chuckled.
"No Gram, I'm sorry." She said resigned while giving her best friend a dirty look.
Gram put the pile of clean clothes on the bed and left shaking her head. Jen burst out laughing but was cut off by a decent sized pillow knocking her head.
"Shut it." Sam told Jen when her Gram was safely out the room.
"You know instead of throwing pillows at me you should get ready because we are already late for rehearsal." Jen said while throwing the pillow back at Sam. Samantha put the pillow on the bed and started rummaging her closet to find decent looking clothes. Jen on the other hand went to Sam's bed and laid on it.
"So…Why didn't you answer?" Jen asked a lightly.
"Oh. That's for me to know and you to find out. Nosy." Sam said with mock annoyance.
"Oh, Really now, let's just check your phone…" Jen responds and moves her hand closer to Sam's phone.
"No!" Sam says as she throws herself onto the bed and begins a "friendly" wrestling match over the cell phone.
"Why." Grunt. "Not?" Grunt. Jen says all while still fighting for the phone.
"Be." Grunt. "Cause!" Grunt. Sam retorts Jen also still fighting for the phone.
"Young ladies, you better not make me come up there you here me!" Gram yelled so loud they thought she was in the room with them, but she wasn't.
"Ha!" Jen shouted with glee because she had managed to snatch the phone out of Sam's distracted grasp.
"I mean it! If you girls aren't down here in ten seconds…" Gram continued yelling up the stairs.
Sam rolled her eyes at Jen while Jen gave a satisfied smile.
"Coming Gram, Let me just put some clothes on." Sam yelled back down.
Jen plugged Sam's phone in its charger and then turned it on. "So, why was it dead?" She asked suspiciously.
"Why are you asking your going to find out anyway?" Samantha said resigned and a little annoyed.
"Just. Courtesy." Jen replied not at all phased by Sam's sudden moodiness. Sam continued getting ready for rehersal. Jen said out loud everything she was doing in Sam's phone just to annoy her best friend even more.
"Let's go to texts. Mmmm. Nop. Nothing Juicy." She was speaking 'too herself'.
"Cuz I hardly text." Sam pointed out while putting the final touches on her makeup.
"Mmm. Then…Recent Calls. Hmmhh. Oh. My. God." Jen said completely shocked.
"Ohmygod! What. Did. You. Find. Like Totally. Duh!" Sam teased her best friend using her favoritely annoying super girly voice.
"Shut up." Jen dogged Sam. "Why didn't you tell me?" Jen asked in a mixture of hurt, mad, annoyed, and excited.
"Tell you what?" Sam acted innocent.
"Jake that's what." Jen said curiosity overruling every other emotion.
Sam couldn't help but smile and giggle at his name.
"Tell me Samantha!" Jen's curiosity clearly surpassed all her other emotions.
"I'll tell you later we have to go." Sam said while they both looked at the clock.
"Fine." Jen said a little annoyed.
The two best friends made their way downstairs, ate a quick breakfast while Gram chastised them for being loud and late, ran to Jen's car and raced over to rehearsals.
Rehearsals were going great so far. Sam was eating her lunch by herself because she was trying to practice her lines. She had the lead role in the play and in the scene she was to rehearse after their lunch break her and her lover had sneaked out to meet at a secluded spot near the lake where they confess their eternal love for each other. Throughout the whole scene Sam couldn't get a different yet sadly similar scene from so long ago out of her head.
"So why'd you bring me here" an unfamiliar voice said, too high and frilly to belong to a boy, let alone a man.
"Just, I had something that I'd been meaning to tell you." An extremely familiar voice answered. This voice belonged to Witch's owner.
"Well tell me?" the girl voice said in somewhat annoyed tone.
Sam kept replaying the scene over and over in her head. She still couldn't put a face to that voice.
"Can you please tell me?" she begged him her sweet voice turned seductive.
"Well," all teasing gone from his voice and uneasiness filling the void. I could picture him rubbing the back of his neck.
"Come on, please" she almost purred.
Why was she so stupid to fall again for Jake? Who knows how much of a player he has become? Is he even still with her?
"Well…"he hesitated "uhm," he was nervous "I think…" he paused again.
"Oh just spit it out!" she practically yelled at him.
"Fine." He said with such determination.
"Well, I think…" he paused again.
Sam thought she had been successful at protecting her heart, but truth was she hadn't. This hurt just as bad now as it did then, maybe even worse. At least then she didn't think she had a chance, but now she had, against all better judgment, let her hopes soar high. Sam was falling now, falling hard, falling fast.
"I love you." He whispered to the stranger.
Crash.