Chapter 1
A/N: For the record, this is totally new. Sammy, popular? And in the same sentence? And Sammy, mean? Those three words should never be in the same sentence or sentences.
Casey's POV
"Mom!" I called from the back of the truck.
"What?" She called back.
"What do I do with the rest of stuff?" I asked looking around. There were a few heavy boxes. Filing cabinets, a big table, the flat screen t.v. etc. You know, things I couldn't carry.
"Let your father and the movers move the rest of the stuff." She said coming to the back of the truck as well.
"Alright." I said. I was exhausted.
I leaned against the truck and took off my gloves. I looked around, and noticed five girls coming down the sidewalk near a school. Were they ditching?
One looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back so I wouldn't look rude. The girl turned towards the one in the middle and whispered to her. Then all the girls turned towards me and smiled. The one in the middle waved at me. I waved back and then the girls surrounding the middle one huddled around her squealing.
After about five minutes, the huddle broke and one of the girls pushed the middle one towards me. She turned back and glared at them before walking over to me on her own.
"I'm guessing you just moved here?" She said motioning to the truck.
"Yeah." I said.
"My name is Sammy." She said extending her hand.
"Casey." I said shaking it.
She waved the others over and they practically killed each other trying to get here first.
"Guys, this Casey," She paused and smiled at me. Then continued, "Casey this is Holly, (the girl who pushed Sammy over here), Dot (the one who started the squealing), Heather, and my best friend, Marissa (the one who smiled at me)." Sammy said breathlessly.
"Nice to meet you all." I nodded at them.
The four broke into giggles and Sammy shook her head at them.
I walked over to her and whispered, "What's wrong with them?"
She smiled and whispered back, "They like you." And then she winked at me.
I grinned at her and just kind of stared into her eyes. Hey, I'm whipped, I'm not afraid to admit. Sammy was really pretty.
Someone coughed behind me and I turned away, breaking my gaze.
"Sammy. My house remember?" Heather said. Sammy quickly nodded and turned to me.
"Nice meeting you." She smiled at me.
"You too." I smiled back, and then they walked away. Dot and Marissa harrassing Sammy all the way.
I sighed and went in the house for some lemonade.
A/N: Short. Sorry. And please more reviews. I still havent found my notebook. All of my chapters for my other stories were written in there. :o I HAVE to find it.