After the concert was over, me and Casey didn't speak a lot. In fact, I was beginning to feel like Jacob now, because of how much attention Casey gave me. When we all crammed into Benny the Beemer to go home (Casey's dad didn't offer any of us for a ride yet alone Casey. Nice, huh?), Casey sat at the far end (well, as far as a beat up BMW could get, width-wise). Then Marissa offered us if we wanted to go to her house for the rest of the night (which basically meant the rest of the night and morning, staying up all night since we weren't tired at all and it was freaking twelve twenty nine in the morning anyways, which technically meant only the morning).

So we were all droped off at Marissa's house. Whoopee. Now I would have to face more Casey.

Trust me, we weren't gonna do any window oiling or spider-monkeying at all. We were not going to follow each other everywhere and try to switch schools or classes to fit each other...we were totally not Edward and Bella-ing.

In fact, we weren't even close! We were probably...

Jessica and Edwarding right now! We weren't even looking at each other.

Okay, no more Twilight for me, right? I didn't even

want to read it...someone named Marissa McConvince did.

Anyways, we all jammed inside her home. No, not jammed as in crammed-and-squeezed. We jammed as in spreading-like-jam-on-a-realllllyy -big-piece-of-bread.

Marissa pulled me aside, "Sammy! What happened with you and Casey?"

"Nothing!" I said. "We did not pull an Edward and Bella!"

Marissa looked excited yet knowing. "You need to talk to someone?" she asked sarcastically.

I stomped into the room where everyone was. "How'd you know?" I asked.

"Lucky guess."

Then she evily stretched out and said, "So guys...wanna watch Edward and Bella?"

"What?" Casey asked a little too frantically.

"Oops-I meant Twilight."

"Ew, no. Not that movie about a vampire who looks like he's on drugs that catches the eye of a girl from Arizona so they hang out even though he constantly says he's dangerous for her but then constanstly tells her 'you are my life' and then the girl almost gets killed and the the vampire and his family save her? No way! I've never watched or read that and I never will." (ennnnd offff Twilliiiight!)

We all stared at him. "What about Transformers?" I ask, changing the subject.

"Yeah," everybody gets up and starts to chatter at once. We've all watched it but it won't hurt to see it again, right?

Okay, wrong. Marissa was talking to Danny wayyyyy too much and Billy was talking to me wayyyy too much. The movie was just abackground noise.

Billy finally asked me something he'd ben hinting for a while, "Wanna play Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," I said, "No."

"Aww come onnnnnn."

Casey shrugged. "Fine."

Billy turned to me, "You first- dare."

"Uhhhh. Okay." I said.

"Go outside and scream, I LOVE BILLY PRATT! To the world.

"NO." I said, "Are you freaking NUTS?"

"No, I'm allergic." he said.

"Don't wanna be a cannibal." I muttered.

"C'mon, Sam."

"Don't call me that. And no."

"Ohh." he looked at Casey. "Then scream I LOVE CASEY ACOSTA instead, okay?"

I stared at him for a second before saying a stupid,"What."

"Cas-"

"No. What did Marissa just say?"

Marissa turns to look at me. "I ordered pizza?"

"From where." I said-it wasn't a question.

"Pizza Hut?" she asks, awkwardly.

A/N: MY FIRST FREAKING APPEARANCE! WHOOO. BUT I'M NOT REALLY A PIZZA GIRL. I actually sort of hate any pizza but ones with jalepinos on it. Alrighty, on wit thee story.

"You mean Lolah's coming?"

AN: I don't even really act like this at all. The lola in the story is way different.

"Oh no!" Marissa gasped. "Not her!"

"What's wrong with her?" Casey asked.

"She's..." Marissa started. "Too beautiful."

Change of plans. I'm JUST like her! Haha...jk.

Not really, no. *serious but beautiful face*

"Really?" Billy asked. "Is she really?"

"Well, no. Well, yes. She's just the type of person who will be obeyed when commanded." I said.

"And she's a freshman." Marissa added.

"Oh really?" Casey asked. "From what school?"

"A different one."

DIng dong.

I get up and open the door. There she was with her too-good-to-be-true blonde hair and stoplight green eyes. She stood there, holding out the pizza with a dazzling smile as if she hoped a guy would open the door.

"Oh hey Lolah." I grimace.

"Hey." she nudges the pizza a little forward and flips her shoulder length glossy hair over her shoulder. "I see you have visitors." she said, peering over my shoulder.

I was about to say, Like me? But Billy shoved me aside. "I'm Billy." he grinned, probably thinking he was being cute. Or something.

Poor Billy. Someone has to tell him the truth someday..the only girl that will ever kiss him...wil be a soon-to-be-suicidal girl. And his mom.

"Yyyyeah." Lolah looks him up and down, from his blonde hair to blue eyes to his "My sister did" it t shirt. (hate those). Then she looked down at his hot pink Vans. "Aren't those for girls" she asks.

"No." Billy says. "But thissss is." he points to himself.

Lolah wrinkles her nose. "Yeah...I don't really like blondes..."

He raises his hands up like, What the frick, she's blonde! But we all just shrug and give him a look like, That's the only nice way t reject you, Billy.

Then Danny says, much to Marisa's dismay, "I--"

Lolah holds up her hand. "Hey. A poem for you."

Danny raises his eyebrows like, A poem? Huh?

I whisper, "She's going to pwn you. Beware."

"I'm not very fond of blonde-guys.

But other's interest me, too."

Danny raised his head and smirkingly nodded to us all. Marissa took a few steps back before she burst into tears and the rest of us rolled our eyes.

"Other's interest me, too.." she repeated, looking for a ryhme.

"Oh!

Other's interest me, too

'Cause I am a girl

So. What. Are. You?" she asks with a disgusted voice.

"Excuse me?" he asks.

But Lolah turns to Casey, "Oh but you-you are just cuh-yoot!"

"Here's your money!" I toss it to her and slam the door on her stupid beautiful face.

Casey blinks then says. "Does that girl seriously diss every guy who opens the door?"

"Uhm. If he tries to hit on her, yeah." I nod.

"And the thing it," Marisa says, "You never wanna slam the door on her face. She has that aura."

"Well, Sammy did. Right when she said Casey was-" I threw a paper plate at him. It didn't really hit him if you know what I mean but he shut up.

"Moving on." I say, not taking a slice."Who likes movies?"

Everyone just stares. Like, Did you just seriously ask that?

"Um...Disturbia?" I ask.

"Noo!" Marisa squeals.

"Oh, puhhh leaaaase." I say. "There's Shia Labouef in in. Shia Lafreakingbouef!"

A/n: SPelling correct in his name, guys? Dunno..

"I mean how can you take that guy seriously for a thriller movie?" I ask. "he was in Holes! And...and...thag Disney Channel golfing movie! Freaking golfing!"

I throw my hands up in the air. "Whatever. What about When a Stranger Calls?" I ask. "With Camilla Belle?"

Marissa says, "No scary movies!"

Billy pipes up with, "We'll watch a scary movie. And then a funny one right after?"

"Like what?" Casey snaps. "The only movie you ever wanna watch it Legally Blonde!"

"But she's hot!" Billy says.

"Correction." I say. "Reese Witherspoon is way older than you and taken."

"Crap." Billy says. "Now it's Hayden Panattiere. Bring it on, Hayden!"

"Oh, god!" Marissa cries out. "Let's just watch Jumper. " she gets up and starts to click on Jumper of her tv.

"No! Don't pay for it yet!" Billy says.

"What?" Marissa asks, already in a bad mood because of Lolah.

"What about Push? Or Eagle Eye?" Danny asks.

"Let's just watch Eagle Eye." say. "I've the other wayyy to many times."

"And how many times have you seen Eagle Eye?"

"Two." I said. "See? Not too many."

So Marissa buys it on On Demand and while it plays, I can feel myself feel dizzy. I think is was just the concert. "I'll be right back." I say as I go upstairs to Marissa's room where my stuff is. I could hear my empty stomach.

I only ate breakfast today. I remember, and nothing else.

Then I feel myself feel really...sick.

I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I didn't feel good. I felt like even though Casey and I had admitted all that...it still brought us nowhere. And that made me feel even more emptier. There was nothing in the world that could fill this horrible aching emptiness right now but for things to stop being awkward and weird with us.

And food, too. But that was just hunger emptiness.

The other was Me Emptiness.

I could feel it- I bent over the toilet and puked my guts out.

But it was nothing I was throwing up.

It was emptiness.

What did I have to lose now? Now even emptiness.

There was no real feeling inside of me right now.