A/N: Okay, I started this chapter early because Venus Hurricane gave me some advice that I should. You rock for that, Venus! Second, I'd still like to thank the people who did review on the prologue. [claps] This chapter's pretty short, but expect longer ones in the future. Alrighty, then! On with the story. :D
Disclaimer: Twerty! Blaz, zookwee, zookwee. [translation: Don't own! Never would, blah, blah.]
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It was currently 6:49 a.m., September 4th. Sam Puckett sat at her kitchen table, waiting for her mother to finish making breakfast.
Her mom, Sarah Puckett, was a lot better now. She cared for Sam more, after visiting a therapist, or something like that.
Sarah walked over, putting a plate of waffles, bacon strips, scrambled eggs, and toast in front of her daughter.
She smiled and said, "Here you go, honey."
Sam forced a smile back and looked at the food longingly. She took a long sniff of the delicious looking breakfast. The bacon, oh the bacon! Sam just LOVED bacon. But she made a choice last night in her room.
She would just not eat food for a few days. Then, her weight would go down and she'd be looking thin-just like Carly Shay, her best friend.
Sarah walked upstairs-perfect timing for Sam. She couldn't resist but take one strip of bacon. Stuffing it in her mouth, she quickly dumped the rest in the trash. The blonde now-freshman flipped the plate over, covering the food. She didn't want her mom suspicious. After all, her mom worked hard to keep Sam happy now.
"Mom, I'm leaving for school now!" Sam shouted up the stairs.
"All right, sweetie!"
Sam rested her backpack on her right shoulder and headed out the door.
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It was getting a little colder now. Unfortunately, she left her sweatshirt back in her room. She was already almost at school. Rubbing her shoulders, she tried to concentrate on something other than the cold air around her.
"Sam?" a voice behind her asked.
She turned around and spotted the "dork", Freddie Benson.
"What up, Freddork?" she managed to say without sounding like she was freezing.
Sam looked down at her clothes and mentally hit herself. She had chosen to wear a comfortable T-shirt that read, "DANGER!" on the front and said, "Stand at least 100 feet away" on the back. The teenager also wore jean Capri's and plaid blue converse.
"Are you cold?" Freddie asked, noticing Sam shivering slightly.
"No." Sam scoffed.
"You can admit it, sheesh." Freddie rolled his eyes and walked ahead of Sam, into their new high school.
The blonde-haired girl just stood there for a moment, then followed the nerd into the entrance.
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"SAM!"
"I'm innocent!" Sam held up her hands in defense. Gosh, her old teachers just had to talk with the high school teachers. But she couldn't get yelled at by a teacher already, could she?
"It's just me!" the girl turned Sam around and she sighed in relief.
"You scared me, Carly!"
"Sorry." Carly smiled apologetically. "Oh, guess who my locker is right next to!!"
"Who?"
"Shane!"
"From the A.V. club at Ridgeway?" Sam asked, shocked.
The brunette nodded excitedly, and then regained her normal face. "Your locker's near mine, but guess who your 'locker buddy' is?"
I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Please don't tell me it's 'Germy'!"
"No."
"Then who?" Sam asked, confused.
"Promise me you guys won't murder each other!" Carly half-begged.
"Carly!"
"Sam!"
The blonde stalked off, while Carly quickly followed her best friend.
"Sam, watch out!!"
"What?" Sam turned her head back to look at her best friend, but then bumped into someone-HARD.
She rubbed her head and started to feel dizzy…
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