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A/N ***IMPORTANT!*** This isn't a real chapter. Well, I guess it is. This is a filler chapter in honor of MikiMouze16. They have pointed wonderful things and given me great ideas. They helped me to realize I needed more information on Sam. So MikiMouze16, thank you SO much for everything. For all you encouragement, ideas, and constructive criticism. I wrote this story back in August and I've gotten better with writing since then, but thank you a whole lot. I will try to make Sam live and breathe. :)

Sam slowly opened her eyes. The sun shown in through the window as the sun peeked over the skyscrapers and into her large room. She groaned and lifted her blankets over her face. It was winter break, why couldn't the sun have pity on her? Unfortunately, once Sam was awake, she was awake, and there wasn't an ounce of hope to be able to fall asleep until that night.

Sam sat up and yawned, stretching a bit. She got out of bed and tossed off her PJs and swapped them for a pair of jeans and a teal t-shirt. She really liked the color teal. Well, any shade of blue or green really. Preferably a combination of them such as aquamarine or – as she wearing now – teal. She walked over to her desk and plopped herself down.

Sam picked up her brush and worked for a few minutes on her hair. It was actually longer than she thought. Last she remembered, it was elbow length. Now though, it was nearly down to her hips. Her hair was going darker, and had some dark streaks in it. It was quite bushy for being blonde, and some kids back at the orphanage and even gave her the nickname Hermione.

Grabbing her Little Mermaid tote bag, she put her wallet inside and headed out to the elevator. The Little Mermaid was her favorite Disney movie of all time. She had every single song from both the movie and the play memorized by heart. If needs be, she could sing them backwards for crying out loud. Sam passed Tony as she was going down the hall.

"Hey, where're 'ya going?" Tony asked.

"I'm just going out."

"Out where exactly? Do you have a boyfriend?"

"What?! Uh, no. I'm just going for a walk," Sam explained. "I'll probably be back in four hours."

"Four hours? Four whole hours?"

"Yes Tony, four whole hours. I want to see if there's any good movies playing."

Tony seemed to think it over for a bit. "Alright," he said, turning around and continuing to walk down the hall. "Whatever," he called over his shoulder.

Sam rolled her eyes. Stark wasn't exactly the best father figure. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the first floor button.

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Sam walked into a pet store. She absolutely loved animals. She had always wanted a dog, but – of course – never could have had one. But maybe now she could. Then again, Tony probably wouldn't be too happy if Sam spent HIS money on buying a pet he most likely wouldn't want. Sam sighed to herself. She went ahead and looked at the schools of bright fish and the lizards bathing in heat from a lamp, but she didn't stay long.

Walking back out, she continued on her little journey. She saw a movie theater and walked over to the posters. There were several movies playing but one that caught her eye was a detective action movie. Her two favorite genres had to be action/adventure and mystery. She had either wanted to be a police officer or a detective ever since she was ten. Yet she had given up on those dreams a while back. Then again, now that she had the serum, maybe she could become one! Sam smiled and continued walking, deciding against watching the movie right then and there.

At ten, she stopped at her favorite snack bar for a quick something to eat. She would pass the stand whenever she walked to elementary school. Sam hadn't had their amazing chips in ages. She munched down on the snack and began to loop back to the tower.

Sam was much nimbler now. Before, she couldn't go a few feet without running into something or tripping over her own feet. Most of her weaknesses had been taken away, but not quite all of them.

Sam had a large mouse phobia. Well, large was an understatement. She couldn't STAND mice. If she even saw a mouse, she was OUT OF THERE. Not even the serum could perfect everything.

A/N Well, there you have it. That's a sample of what my writing looks like nowadays. You can just use this chapter as a comparison to what my writing was like back in August. It's a double win. Now you know more about Sam, and you get to see my modern day work.

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