A/n im VERY disappointed! Do u know how many reviews I got for my last chapter? Well im not going to tell u! all I have to say is review u evil people! Oo and sarah im very sry I didn't tell u but u know now so alls good in the world !

Chapter 6

Sam has been trying to fall asleep for the past two hours. Her mind kept drifting off to the airport, when she said good-bye to Lindsay. Her and her mother had to go to the high school and take Lindsay out of class. Joyce wanted to pick Doug up too but Sam refused to hear his name, let alone be in the Sam car with him. At the airport, Sam and Lindsay hugged and cried a little. They were planning on having time to prepare for this day but now they didn't have a chance. When her flight was called she hugged Lindsay again, then, as her mother was walking toward her for a hug, she walked right past her toward her flight, yelling "C'ya at Christmas."

Now, she is on the plane, and has been for the past three hours. For the first hour Sam read a book. It was the third time she was reading it. It was also the book she got the whole schizophrenia idea from. Memories of Summer. That's what the book's called. It wasn't her favorite book, but it was a pretty good read. She didn't want to read anymore, though. She wanted to fall asleep and dream about her childhood, when she got to see Lindsay everyday and when Doug wasn't in their lives. However, sleep wouldn't come. She knew this, yet she kept trying. It was hard to even try when her mind was racing with so many thoughts. Before, it was leaving Lindsay. Now, it was meeting her new principal, who was picking her up at the airport.

The school was about an hour away from the airport so if her new principal drove really, really fast she would only have to endure forty minutes of small talk and awkward silence. She really wanted to fall asleep now. She was finally drifting off when her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" she said, a little annoyed.

"Hey, are you okay?" She heard her best friends, besides Lindsay, say. She sighed.

"Not really, but I will be."

"Are you seriously on a plane to California right now?" Ben asked.

"Yeah, I am."

"God, I can't believe your going to be gone the whole year."

"I know. Are you gonna miss me?"

"No! I'm so happy to finally be rid of you!"

"Oh, haha. Go to hell!" Ben laughed.

"Gee, I love you too."

"Aw, your gonna miss me! I love you too!" she had a big smile on her face.

"Whatever," he said, "Call me when you get to campus 'kay?"

"Sure darlin'."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Ben and Sam have been friends since 6th grade. That's not exactly very long, but they've somehow developed a very strong relationship. Sam has known Ben since pre-school. He used to really annoy her. But then they had to sit next to each other in one of their classes and her opinion of him completely changed.

Thoughts of Ben only distracted her for about ten minutes. Then her mind drifted back to what was going on in her life right then. She didn't even know her new principal's name. Which isn't good 'cause now she's going to have to resort to calling him 'sir'. Sam doesn't think she's ever called anyone sir before. She usually just yells out 'dude' to the guy she's trying to talk to. She doesn't like the word 'sir'. It makes her feel like she's at military school.

She really didn't want to be on this plane anymore. She wished California were closer, only so she could get there faster. But then again, the farther away it is, the farther she'll be from Doug. This thought made her slightly happier. And being slightly happier, she slowly dozed off.

"Miss? Miss?"

Sam woke up to a stranger's voice and someone shaking her lightly. "Huh?" she said groggily, trying to open her eyes. She heard the voice that had woken her up again.

"Miss, you fell asleep. We're landing in ten minutes. Please start packing up your carry-ons."

Sam finally got her eyes to open and saw a flight attendant standing over her. She shifted in her seat a little before answering.

"Uh, okay. Yeah, thanks for waking me up." She gave a small smile and the attendant smiled back.

"No problem." She said before walking away.

Sam gathered all her things and stuffed them in her carry-on backpack (actually, it was her school backpack that she had emptied out and stuffed her plane things in but whatever.) the plane landed five minutes later and everyone piled off. Sam walked over to the luggage claim and waited for her five suitcases. When they finally pulled up on the conveyor belt, she grabbed them and started to look around. There were a lot of people. Finally, her eyes settled on a man that looked somewhere in his forties. He was holding up a sign with lots of glitter that read 'SAMANTHA ASHMORE'. She started toward him, but stopped when she noticed a girl about her age standing next to him. 'Oh, thank God! For a second there I thought he had made that sign.' She thought.

She walked towards the two people from her new school and stopped when she was right in front of them (she was struggling with her luggage the whole walk over). The man was the first one who spoke.

"Are you Samantha Ashmore?" Sam nodded.

"Sam." She said.

"Do you want me to help you with your bags?" This time it was the girl who spoke.

"Uh, sure. Thanks." Sam said, happy to be rid of some of her suitcases. The girl took tow bags from Sam.

"I'm Zoey." The girl said. Sam nodded.

"That's Dean Rivers." Zoey nodded toward the man holding the sign. 'Dean Rivers. I have to remember that.' Sam thought. Sam nodded again.

"So, how was your flight?" Dean Rivers asked. Sam shrugged.

"Long." She said.

"Shall we go then?" The Dean asked. Sam shrugged.

"You're the driver." She said, but not in a nasty way. She didn't want to get in trouble for rudeness before she even got to school. They headed towards the door with a big green 'exit' sign above it.

"I'm one of your roommates." The girl, zoey, said.

"Huh." Sam didn't know why she was being so monosyllabic. Maybe because now, seeing these people that are going to be at her new school, she realizing how real her situation really is. It's scarring her.

"You have one more," Zoey went on, "Nicole. She's really nice."

"I'm sure she is." Sam said. But then something weird happened. They had reached the car and were putting Sam's bags in the trunk when, God only knows why, but Sam started to talk to this Zoey girl. Actually talk. Like have a conversation kind of talk. And she totally stopped being monosyllabic. And that's when she realized that this was going to work.

A/n ooo yea sarah do u like how I used the name ben? Cause remember in cousin candy how u wanted me to make scotts name Benjamin? Well I made this guys name ben. Oo an ddoesnt it kinda sound familiar? Like me and brian familiar? I don't know y I put that in there but I did. I changed it a lot tho. Me and bryan rnt that close and he still annoys me so much. Like today he kept on asking if it was awkward between me and cory. Hes so damn annoying. Well that's it for this chapter chapter 7 is almost done but it might be awhile til I get it up. Sry.

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