Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while, I just didn't feel motivated to write anything. I've been feeling down lately, but I'm getting help. Anyways, here's a new chapter (finally!) I'm on spring break, so maybe I'll update 1 or 2 more times this week before I go back to school? But no guarantees because I literally just wrote this chapter not even 20 minutes after I typed this lil monologue here. But time to stop the chatter, and get on with reading the new chapter! Please follow and review! I would really appreciate it :)

Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy this chapter I thought of not even 20 minutes ago.

~Kittykatmeow224~

Sam found himself at a birthday party….. with a lot of girls. Some guys too, but mainly girls. Sam was at Mallory's ninth birthday party, and he tried to avoid all social contact with everyone at the party- all except Mallory. He could tell that Mallory wasn't having a very good time, even though it was her birthday. Mallory's parents forced this party on her, even though she insisted she didn't want a party. But here they were, sitting next to each other, when Mallory's mother walked in.

"Who wants to play Spin the Bottle?"

Naturally, all the girls screamed yes, while all the boys groaned in embarrassment. Sam and Mallory looked at each other and the sighed.

"Guess we have to get this over with," Sam said to Mallory.

"You can say that again."

All of the kids sat in a big circle, sitting in boy-girl order. Mallory, being the birthday girl, got to spin first. Sam decided to sit directly across from her. As she started to twist the bottle so it would spin, Sam got butterflies in his stomach. What if he got to kiss Mallory, the girl of his dreams? How do you kiss a girl anyways? As the bottle came to a stop, everyone held their breaths. Slowly, the bottle came to a stop. The bottle landed on…. Sam. All the girls squealed with excitement and most of the boys sighed with relief. Sam and Mallory looked at each other. As they stood up, the girls started chanting:

"Sam and Mallory, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage!"

They both blushed. As they walked towards the closet, Mallory spoke.

"I really hate the fact that my parents forced me to throw this party. They know I'm not happy. They just don't want to acknowledge it."
"I see what you mean. Alan and my grandparents have gotten over my dad disappearing. They think I've gotten over it too, but I never will."

Mallory grabbed his hand, and looked up at him.

"I know you won't."
Sam hesitated.

"…We should probably kiss now."
Mallory blushed.

"Y-Yeah, I guess we should. They'll probably be looking for us soon."
As she leaned in for the kiss, Sam heard his father's voice in his mind.

C'mon, kiddo, go for it! Chances like this hardly ever happen for a kid your age.

Sam leaned in for the kiss, and he felt the happiest he had been in a very long time. They drew away from each other.

"Was that your first kiss?"

"Um…. Yeah."
"You hesitated."
"Well… the last time I've ever kissed a girl was…. When my mom was alive. And I don't even remember her that well."
"Oh… right."
They walked out of the closet, only to be greeted by Alan and Mallory's mother.

"He's been waiting for over 20 minutes. Didn't you hear me calling you?"
"It's fine. I didn't expect him to come out right away. But, it's time to leave."
Sam looked at Mallory.

"Sorry."
"It's okay."
"See you at school on Monday."
"Yeah."

"Sam, we need to go. Now."
"Alright, alright, I'm coming."

"Bye, Sam."

"… Bye Mallory."

Good job, kiddo. I'm so proud of you.