SKINS – GEN 4 – SERIES 7 – 7.04: SAMANTHA
Hello to all of you! Welcome to the wonderful world of Chapter 6, immediately to the point as to why this fanfiction was uploaded at the time at was (Of which I have no idea) cause my internet is not working for no reason what so ever, I think it is something at bigpond and my mum is doing jack all about it and has gone someplace completely different and left the internet down, so I'm all on my own, with no internet for the whole night and I'm basically going to die, currently I'm watching QI to try and save myself, although I had a decent day today and got to see the new Footloose which was great, I loved it. On the other hand, tonight I should be learning a song I have to play in front of an audience in 4 days and I also have to read a book that everyone in English has finished and I'm 3 chapters into, but I could honestly not be stuffed to do, so I finally decided, even though I can't upload it, I'll still write it. So here is Chapter 6!
Sam arrived at the college with Ken, her whole body was shaking and she had no idea way.
The day was actually quite warm, but she was shivering in her boots. Ken turned to her, "Just calm down, it's going to be ok, just ask Gemma, she'll let you in."
"Oh yeah, that'll be tonnes of fun, I'll be on one side of the bed trying to get to sleep while she'll be on the other getting eaten out by Candy Va Koot."
Ken frowned and turned to her, "Who's Candy Va Koot."
Sam shrugged, "I don't know probably some other new and frightened yet popular and attractive students that Gemma likes to seduce."
Dean was firmly instructing Paulie as they all sat there, all of them except Claire.
"Now, listen bud, Tammy Salt, yeah? I can guarantee if you ask her for a night out for dinner, just one night, you pay, and buy her the new Usher CD, she will give you head, not only that, great head."
Paulie rolled his eyes as he took the cigarette from his mouth, "For fuck's sake Dean, I don't want head."
"But you do," said Dean nodding his head.
Paulie shook his head about, "Well I don't want to pay to get head from some girl I'll never see again, might as well go for a whore down at Kutcher's if I wanted that, you pay a bit more but at least you don't have to sit through the gut-wrenching evening."
"Good point," said Dean raising his lower lip.
Gemma laughed and looked up, "Woah Sam, you look like you just got anal from a rhinoceros."
Sam's mouth fell open, "What the fuck Gemma?"
Gemma laughed, "Calm down Blondie Clogs, I was only having a joke, how badly did Rosie O'Donnell fuck you up?"
Sam closed her mouth angrily shook her head, "You know what, fuck you Gemma."
Kelly looked up, "Woah Sam, calm your tits, she is just havin' a joke ain't she?"
Sam focused her glare at Kelly now, "and you can shut up bitch, you still trying to fucking push me around? Still trying to have a go at fucking everyone around? Like you did with Claire? In fact, where the fuck is Claire?"
Kelly gave an angry look up at Sam, "She's hiding from you, cause she's upset at you being a fucking party slut last night. I didn't fuck her up, you did. Your being a bitch to everyone, ain't our fault that you pissed things up with your sister."
Drew held out his hands, "Woah guys, do we have to have someone yelling every single week on the green, it's like an episode of fucking eastenders here."
Sam shook her head violently, "My fault that I pissed things up with my sister, hey? Well you know what, fuck you, cause karma doesn't believe that hundred percent, that's why it totally fucked you over in an alleyway."
Kelly shot to her feet, her face spitting at Sam, "Fuck you! You whore!" as she ran away over to the left.
Hayley jumped to her feet, to chase after her, and Gemma got up to face Sam, "What the fuck are you doing Sam? Why are you ripping into us?" she asked now frowning at Sam.
"And I suppose you have the right to yell at me, cause you totally know what I've gone through." Said Sam.
"I thought I did know, but I guess now It's kind of simple, because you're a bitch to everyone and people love me, honestly Sam, fix yourself up, you pathetic tampon."
Sam clenched fist and then slapped Gemma across the face, and she turned to the right clutching it.
Sam was breathing heavily now as tears started to well, "Fuck you Gemma! I hate you! You never give me anything, you always just push me into your fucking shadow, while all of you fucking worship her and dream to one day be one of the millions of suck-up sluts to have her riding you! You're not a whore Gemma, and you're not a bitch, but you sure are a fuck of a friend!" She burst out and ran off in the other direction at full pelt.
Ken looked as she ran, "Sam!" he shouted, but Sam continued to run.
He turned around back to Gemma, "Gemma! She's your best friend! You just broke her! She got kicked out of her own house!"
Gemma's eyes widened into sad ones, "I didn't know… I was just…"
Ken shook his head with a sour face and ran off after Sam.
Sam ran across the college with tears streaming out, and Ken ran faster at a hell of a pace, trying to hold up his bag, he could still see her in the distance.
He finally made it to the traffic heading into town, but from there… she had gotten away.
Ken left his arms down by his side, while heavily panting and looking around with a deep face, saddened by the fact he couldn't catch up to her.
Sam ran faster and faster, past crowds of people, she didn't know where she was going, but she couldn't stop, her heart wouldn't let her.
She ran faster and faster, her mouth wide open and panting, until she came to a silver railing which she grasped with both hands and pushed down on, hauling herself over the edge and letting go.
She was in flight for mere seconds until she hit the water and sank slowly underneath, and then pushed down breaking onto the surface.
She swam over to the concrete edge with heavy gasps until she firmly grasped it with her both hands, laying her head against it with heavy breaths.
"I think you could use a towel," came a voice from above her.
She looked up to see Tony standing above her with his jacket slung over in his back, looking down at her.
Sam now sat, drenched at a wooden table near the lake, opposite of Tony, with a towel over her back, which she hadn't bothered to use and a coffee wrapped in her hands, that she hadn't bothered to drink, as she stared blankly off into the distance.
"You know it isn't a bad day for a swim," said Tony, "but I'd rather a drive down the coast to be honest, that lakes had homeless people pissing in it."
Sam looked behind her, "Lovely," she said.
Tony smirked, "I had a friend of mine once, and he…" Tony stopped mid-sentence and then looked up, "…anyway, gone now."
He took another sip of his coffee as Sam looked up with concern, "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the college?"
"For first period?" asked Tony, "I could ask you the same thing, I don't start till second, so I thought I'd get a coffee beforehand, but I'll tell you one thing, it's bloody hot."
Sam smirked at Tony, "Ok, but… what are you doing down by the lake?"
Tony rolled his head slightly, "Well, when you're a college teacher, and one of your students is running down the road in tears, while you're in line for a coffee, I think it's kind of your obligation to do that, also I wanted to help. I'm a psychology teacher, I teach you stuff to make you think, unlike all the other useless shit at that place."
Sam looked back down at her feet, while Tony looked over at her, "So that's why it is probably best if you tell me what's happening, cause I'm the best one to understand it, the third party."
Sam shook her head, "there's enough fucking parties." Tony still looked at her solemnly while Sam looked up, "I fucked up big time, and I upset a lot of people, just doing the usual, fucking around, stealing a car, and it's really…"
"Hold on," said Tony holding his head up and coughing into the other one, "I want to try and figure it out."
Sam smiled, "It's difficult."
Tony looked over, "I'm good with difficult. Your parents died a while back."
Sam's eyes shot open, "Shit, how did you."
"I'm not finished," said Tony, "Your older sibling…"
"Sister," said Sam with a nod.
"Sister," said Tony nodding back, "Is in control and she finds it hard and therefore goes hard on you, you upset her somehow, I'm assuming something like the stolen car or a party at your place, and she's something like a police officer…"
"Lawyer, and it wasn't exactly party," said Sam.
"Lawyer, not exactly party, she lost the plot, you rebelled against her, issue one. Main issue: You struggle for recognition and individuality, always being bossed around by your sister, and always being bossed around and overshadowed by…" he looked over to her, "Gemma… she's your best friend, yeah I can see that, her and Claire, but Gemma is adored by everyone, and you feel like a spec of dust under her foot, and there's nothing you can do."
Sam looked down, "Ok, I got to admit that's pretty fucking amazing."
Tony shrugged, "Comes naturally, if it didn't, I'd be a pillock of a teacher."
"But it's worse than that," said Sam looking up, "because now everyone hates me, all my closest friends, Claire won't even show her face to me anymore, and Rachel kicked me out of the house, what do I do? Where do I go? Everyone hates me, and I've got nowhere left to go."
Tony sighed, "Popularity comes natural to some, others have to strive for it and it's generally harder to attain, I know because I was exactly like Gemma in College. I fucked people around just for fun, I got a thrill out of seeing things fall to chaos while I stood proud and tall, and everybody loved me, but I realised what I was, and I know what you have to do, because you aren't a spec of dust, and your much more than that. How could such a pretty, strong and confident girl like you, ever be a spec of dust? But you have to work for it, you have to demand it and turn things round, and I can guarantee you can fix things up with your friends, with your sister and certainly with Gemma."
Tony reached into the back of his pocket and pulled out his wallet and slipped out a crisp note, "Here's 20 quid, take it and have the day off, because coming to College would be a right mess, I'll say I've signed you off, then tonight you go home and you apologise to your sister, but remind her of her responsibility as your sister, and if things don't work out," he rolled his head more, "then unfortunately due to the class being little pricks while I'm out of the room and looking up my address on Google street maps… you know where I live, and I am happy to give you temporary housing if you need one. I would say college housing, but I know that place is a shit hole and I've got an unused guest room. But fix things up," he said pointing his finger, "I've got to go to a lesson, but you're not a fucker!"
Sam smiled as Tony got up and pulled his jacket on, walking off in the distance. She took a sip of her coffee and leaned back in the wooden chair, looking to the sky.
The Internet is still not working! Which means I have not been able to provide you guys with a chapter today, I'm so sorry :( I really do hope it gets fixed so I can upload this, in the meantime, I think it's time to start doing something less serious, like school work. Please review! Chapter 7 up soon!