Driving me crazy!
I got a car! I had saved the money I made working on computers, and mom had matched it. It's ancient, an old 1994 Toyota. The good thing about it is that it runs great. Just a couple days after I get the car, I get the flu… GAAA! I hate being sick. Sam & Carly are bringing my homework. Sam calls and fone flirts all the time. She just doesn't come in too close. I don't want her to get sick.
By Saturday, I feel like seeing people again, so I go across the hall and knock on Carly's door. Spencer answers, tells me I'm looking better and calls Carly. She comes down stairs, and we sit and chat. I thought Sam would be around, and ask where she is. She looks at me kind of funny and asks 'don't you know where Sam is?' "No, I don't. I'll call her" I replied. Carly chuckles, grabs my hand and takes me to the elevator. Down we go to the parking level.
There's my car. It looks NEW! The paint shines, along with gleaming chrome. The interior and seats look brand new. Then I notice two legs sticking out from under the car. Sam rolls out. She looks cute with a little grease on her nose and cheek! I'm attacked by the kissing monster! Huge hugs and long kisses, I've missed this. Carly begins to cough and clear her throat. Sam and I come up for air.
"What have you done, Sam? The car looks like it just came off the showroom!"
She just smirks and says: "Well, I didn't want to be riding around in some old ugly beast, and I saw the potential, so I got a couple books at the library and fixed it up a little. A little polish, some slip covers for the seats and it looked really nice. Then I changed the oil, and gave it a tune up. It's easy, and all in those books. I hope that's ok with you, I kind of forgot to ask."
Sweet! "Of course! Thank you!" I said before kissing her again.
A few days later we went to register the car. I made Sam come along with me. She was looking pretty bored until the clerk looked at her and told her she needed to sign the form.
She glanced at me, confused, and then asked the clerk why.
"Are you Samantha Puckett?" he asked.
"Yes, that's me"
The clerk nodded and said: "This car's registered owners are Fredward Benson and Samantha Puckett, you'll need to sign right here next to Mr. Benson's signature."
The clerk was looking very embarrassed and kept saying 'Stop that you two. Stop that!'
Thanks for the continued support for this and my other stories! Gotta love you guys! I had loads of problems uploading yesterday. Punctuation disappearing, the chapter getting half erased. Seems to be working today though! YAY! Updates for 'The Affair' should be ready for tomorrow. Smooches!