The four of them headed over to where two girls sat shaded under a large tree. They frowned as Sam sat down, one of them, with long curly blonde hair smiled. She seemed slightly ditsy but Sam smiled back. The other girl was watching Sam steadily, sussing her out. Sam returned the gaze looking the girl up and down. She had dark almond eyes and curly hair that was tied back, two strands free to frame her face.
"Sam this is Kerry and Keziah,"
Sam found her attention once more heading to the boy playing football. He really was arrogant. Every time he scored he would smile and wink at the girls cheering him on. But it was a gorgous smile. He was the type of guy her mum dated over and over again. A loser, she could never fall for him, he'd never look at her anyway. She realised with horrer that she had thought that almost with a sigh. What was wrong with her?
Returning her thoughts to the group she was with Sam joined in the conversation. Zain was different to Phil. He was good looking and yes he was pretty arrogant for his part but in a more inconspicuous way. She smiled at him and soon they were getting on well, pretty much ignoring the girls, only eyes for eachother.
The football game won Phil joined them, he sat next to Jess but almost pushed her away as she went to kiss him.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
Sam instantly watched the pair, all interest in Zain momentarily forgotten. Phil was looking more and more like the idiots her mum dated as without even the decency to look embarrassed he began the age old way to break it off,
"It's not you it's me..." he began, everyone gasped in disgust except Sam, it was typically unoriginal just like her mum's boyfriends used time and time again, "I just don't think i'm ready for a relationship, or i'm not ready for a relationship with you. Your just not the girl for me," He turned to Zain now at last a flicker of awkwardness showed in his eyes, "I'm sorry mate,"
Zain paused for a moment, torn between loyalty to his sister and his best mate. But after all he consoled himself couples broke up, it was the way the world worked,
"Fancy some football?" He asked getting to his feet, he smiled goodbye at Sam and half smiled half shrugged at Jess. She'd understand. He hoped.
As soon as they'd gone the group exploded in emense angry chatter. Jess was fighting off tears in the fear her mascara would smudge, while the rest furiuosly fought her cause amongst themselves. Annoyed by this pointless bitching Sam rolled her eyes,
"Shut up," She snapped, pleased with the astonished indignant gazes she recieved, "Don't get mad, get even,"
"How do you suggest that?" Keziah asked, she appeared to be the one with brains.
"What are guys like Phil Hunter best at?" She asked slowly.
"Looking hot, " Kerry sighed,
"So what?" Cindy frowned, "We break his body? Make him fat?"
"No," Sam was gettig impatient once more, " Guys like Phil are best at dating and dumping, it's what they do and it's what get's them high status, right?"
She shaded her eyes to check for ellie, standing hurredly as Sam realised she was bothering a group of girls sitting around a bench.
"Sorry i got to go, but Phil needs a taste of his own medicine. I'm betting he's never been dumped before. He needs to know what its like to love someone and then be dropped like that," Sam clicked her fingers on that, turning from the backwards jog she had began to a forward run in the direction of Ellie.