So this is basically a bunch of filler and some main points, ehhhh kinda boring. Idk, this story is kinda boring to me. I've never really written anything soooo if it does suck, idk. You could tell me, that would be nice. I don't own any of these songs but they're good songs. So youtube them and you'll be my hero. Oh, and to the person who asked where Jen is, she isn't in this. Honestly, I can't stand her as a character. She's the kind of person who if I met them in real life i would hate. Haha I sound like a bitch sorry I'm in a bad mood. Hope you like, J
Sam turned to Christy and slapped her five, then Bryan. Finally, she turned to Jake. When she went to high five him her grabbed her hand, holding it in place.
"Nothing stupid, ok?" He muttered, once again. I sighed and pulled my hand away.
"Whatever you say, dad," and I pulled Christy towards the dance floor.
"Go find the guys," I yelled over my shoulder. My last glance of Jake and Bryan was of them facing each other, silently.
"They don't look happy," Christy giggled.
"Screw them, lets do this," I said. Our first mission was to get a picture of me with a guy over twenty-one. As usual, Christy knew what I was thinking.
"Look for someone who's a little drunk, and just grind up in front of them. From there we can probably get him to buy us some drinks,"
"Sure," I agreed. "See that guy over there?"
"The really hot one?"
"With dirty blond hair. You think I can?"
"Only way is to try," Christy said and pushed me in his direction. The guy was dancing in a group of five or six people, and the youngest had to be 5 years older than me. I toke a deep breath, I didn't have much experience with this kind of stuff. I could feel Christy's eyes on me somewhere, making sure I was okay. I decided to move in sideways, and I danced sideways through the middle of the floor and then near the edge of his group. He glanced at me for a second and I made eye contact, asking him if he wanted to dance. Obviously feeling a little buzz he waved me over, nearly unbalancing himself enough to fall. This was going to be easier than I thought. I sidled up in front of him and began moving to his pace. My attempt to keep space between us was canceled out when he pulled me closer to him. His hands were on my waist and I could feel him pushing into me. What the hell was he doing? Couldn't he tell I was only fifteen? Part of me was saying to get away from him, and part of me said to just wait it out and get the picture. I could find a different guy though, couldn't I? I tried to pull away, but his arms where to strong around my waist. I stopped moving as much as I could.
"Where you think you're going, darling?" He drawled at me.
"Let go of me," I struggled against him and I could hear his friends laughing. Suddenly I felt his body fall out from underneath me and another, more familiar body keep me from falling. I caught my balance and turned around to find and hurt whomever that blond guy was. Blondie was on the ground all right, and I wasn't going to have to do the hurting. Bryan and Quinn had him, and he didn't look too good. Where were Jake and Christy?
"Oh my god Sam, are you all right? I saw that guy wouldn't let you go so I got Jake and then he just punched him out," Christy said, suddenly beside me. I pressed away my panic and astonishment of the guy who would have done god knows what if Christy hadn't seen me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. That guy is an asshole," I pushed her out of my way, trying to get a punch at the blond guy. Someone else grabbed my arm and I spun around. Jake was staring at me, concerned.
"We got him taken care of. C'mon," with that he was pulling me away from everyone, to the edge of the floor. I followed him, dazed and a little pissed.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked him. He looked at me, shocked.
"Sam, that guy was all over you!" He said with his voice raised, at least for Jake.
"I could have handled it,"
"It didn't look like it,"
I toke a deep breath, calming myself.
"Did you at least get a picture?" I asked. I knew Jake wanted to prove Rachel wrong just as bad as I did, probably more.
"Uh, yeah," He looked a little sheepish.
"Good, one down," I said, visibly brightening.
He rolled his eyes.
"Just tell me before you do something, Okay? That way I can be there when I have to save your butt."
"No guy is gonna buy me a drink if you're with me." Jake thought about this.
"Well at least let me know where you are."
"Ok. I'm gonna go over towards the bar," I gestured with my hand, "and see if there's anybody over there who will buy me a drink." Jake looked at me, exasperated.
"Try and find someone not so sleazy," I held my hands up in surrender. "Just get the picture so we can get this done with and have some real fun," I told him. Without looking back I headed towards the bar where I could see Christy already talking to someone. I paused a few strides out, casually listening to their conversation.
"You look a little young to have me buying you a drink," the guy was saying. Christy's face saddened and she put on puppy-dog eyes.
"Well you see, it's actually a dare. And this really mean girl doesn't think we can do it. I'm not gonna drink any of it – I just need to take a picture. Please?" The man's face softened. He must have a soft spot of some kind. Christy caught sight of me out of the corner of her eye. The side of her mouth raised a little to let me know it was working.
"I don't see the harm in that, you wont take any?"
"Not a sip," Christy vowed. The man called the bartender over and ordered two beers.
"Actually, this is my friend who was also dared." Christy said while waving to me. I walked over.
"Hey," The bartender came over and handed the man the drinks, which he handed to us. I pulled Jake's phone, which I had snagged, out of my pocket and clicked a photo of the three of us.
"Thanks," We told him, and went to hand the beer back.
"Aw, that's ok girls, you drink em." He shook his head, walking away. Christy and I started giggling as we wound our way back through the crowd.
"What a sucker," she said.
"I know, I can't believe he let us have them," Christy toke a gulp of hers and her face puckered up.
"That is nasty stuff," she screeched while grabbing my bottle and throwing the both of them into the nearest trash.
"So what should we do now?" I looked at her and knew she was thinking the same thing.
"Dance." We said in unison. We walked into the crowd and found Quinn, Bryan, Jake, Peter, and Bry standing together. Quinn, Bryan, Bry and Peter were dancing with a couple girls and Jake was standing off to the side looking lost. Christy and I were instantaneously pulled into the dancing group. The next hour flew by and I completely forgot Jake was there until I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Um, hey…can I talk to you?" I didn't really want to. I just wanted to dance, and I was pretty sure he got the message when I continued. Maybe, just maybe, I could teach him to have a little fun. I grabbed his arm and whirled him to stand in front of me. He blushed as I continued dancing around him.
"Yeah?" I asked, breathless.
"Um," he stuttered, looking around anxiously. "I'll tell you later." I shrugged to myself as I lost his face in the crowd. Time flew by and before I knew it, Christy was tugging at my shiirt.
"You wanna take a little break?" she asked. I just nodded. We walked over and collapsed in our seats. Christy offered me water from her purse and we sipped it while we rested.
"Peter's kinda cute," she mentioned.
"Yeah, he is. I was trying to talk to him, but every time Jake has to be douche. I don't get why he thinks I need him that much, I mean I've been fine, haven't I?" I believed this myself, but I needed to hear it from someone else.
"You'd be fine Sam. You are fine. He probably just being a jerk cause he likes you or something." I thought this over in my mind. Jake couldn't possibly like me, like that at least. He'd barely even talk to me. I sighed.
"Well, it's not like he owns me or anything, whatever he thinks." Christy nodded in agreement. A sly smile appeared on her face.
"Here's your chance," she whispered.
I felt a presence behind me.
"I gotta go!" she yelled, before walking out onto the floor to join Quinn and Bryan. I turned to look behind me.
"Hey Peter, what's up?" He pulled out a chair and straddled it, facing me.
"Not much. This club is way better than Corey's party was."
"I know! His was wicked boring. So you wanna dance?"
"Oh yeah!" I soon found out Peter was an awesome dancer. We had been dancing for a while when I noticed Jake. He had Quinn by the collar and he didn't look happy.
I watched as Jake dragged Quinn around the corner.
"I'll be right back," I shouted to Peter over the music. I ran over and flattened myself around the corner from where Jake was, listening.
"Why the hell did you introduce her to Peter?" Jake snarled.
"Lay off man. I'm sure Sam can watch out for herself out there. Boys were probably allover her at that school." Quinn said, trying to calm Jake down.
"She's going to get hurt," Jake ground out.
"Leave her alone, brother. She's just trying to have a little fun. Something she's never had a chance to do. You can't take that away from her, she'll hate you." A plan was forming in my head, but I couldn't think about that right now. Jake was mad, and probably about to come back around the corner. I raced back to Peter.
"C'mon. Let's find Christy." I grabbed his hand and we rushed out to the dance floor just as Ludacris's Money Maker came on. I pushed myself into the middle of a crowd that I was pretty sure She was in. Laughing, I yelled to her,
"C'mon Christy, we gotta go request our song." Peter trailed behind us as we sashayed up to the DJ.
"Hey!" I yelled to him. Removing one headphone he looked at us,
"Now what does two pretty girls like you want me to play?" I grinned at Christy as I told him what we wanted him to play.
"All right now ladies. I'll be playing that song in a few." Christy, Peter, and dashed back into the crowd. Hot, sweaty bodies filled in around us as we swirled, flexed, and bounced in tune with the music. Before I knew it the DJ was shouting,
"Now two pretty ladies have requested a song," he paused, "And I've been told they've got a dance with it, so give it up for Mrs. Samantha and Christy!" People paused and looked around for Christy and me. As the beginning notes came on I turned to Peter and whispered,
Ah, dirrty (dirrty)
Filthy (filthy)
Nasty (Christina), you nasty (yeah)
Too dirrty to clean my act up (haha)
If you ain't dirrty
You ain't here to party (woo!)
"When I tell you to, come in, ok?"
Ladies (move), gentlemen (move)
Somebody ring the alarm
A fire on the roof
Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows)
"Definitely." He whispered back. I grinned at him and hid behind a couple people, as Christy was doing across the empty space. On the next words we ran out.
Uh, let me loose
Me and my girls gonna shake the room
DJ spinning (show your hands)
Let's get dirrty (that's m
Ooh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm coming through
Paid my dues
In the mood
y jam)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweating till my clothes come off
It's explosive; speakers are thumping (oh)
Still jumping, six in the morning
Table dancing, glasses are crashing (oh)
No question, time for some action
Temperature's up (can you feel it)
About to erupt
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Jakes POV
I watched as Sam danced with Christy. I tried to remember her ever being like this, when we were little. The truth was, she was a completely different person. Shy, pudgy Sam was now outgoing, and well, pretty. At first I didn't know what to think. But now I kinda think I like it. I could believe that, who wouldn't like it. But here's the thing I can't believe. I lied to her. About her life, her past, what could be her future. And the stupid thing is, I keep telling myself it's cause I think it will just mess up her life to know what I know. But that's not even the real reason. I'm not telling her because I'm a selfish, idiotic, jerk. I don't want her to know. I want her to keep coming to me and wanting my help. I want her to like me, and be my friend. And I'm scared that if I tell her she wont need me anymore. And I'll loose her. Why hadn't I told her when I said I had to talk to her? I had to tell her. She was going to get hurt either way. The letter Jill had given me, the words I had memorized. Don't tell her until she's ready, ok Jake? She needs to know. She wont be able to remember what I told her, I'm sure of it. Just tell her I loved her. Tell her to stay strong; it's going to be ok. Tell her to get away from her father if she has to. And give her this letter, and tell her where the key is. And the box. Will you remember Jake? For Sam and me? I had nodded. I had promised. And now, I was breaking it.
Ah (ah), heat is up
So ladies, fellas
Drop your cups
Bodies packed
Front to back
Now move your ass
I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin' (on the floor)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweating till my clothes come off
Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh)
We're still going, eight in the morning
There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh)
Hard rocking, everyone's talking
Give all you got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Ooh sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty (oh, oh)
It's about time for my arrival
Here it comes, it's the one
You've been waiting on
Get up, get it rough
Yup, that's what's up
Giving just what you love
To the maximum
Uh oh, here we go (here we go)
What to do when the music
Starts to drop
That's when we take it
To the parking lot
And I bet you somebody's
Gonna call the cops
Uh oh's, here we go's (here we go)
Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah...
Sam held her hand out, pointing at Peter and flicking her finger towards herself. Peter walked in boastfully and after surveying her and Christy flaunt around him, started break dancing.
Jealousy Flared through me as I watched Peter dance shamelessly with Sam. What if he hurt her? I'd kill him. Where did Sam learn how to do all these things? I had so much to learn about her. I hoped I had the chance after what I was going to have to do.
Redman:
Yo, hot damn, Doc and Jam like a summer show
I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove
My gear look like the bank got my money froze
For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll
Doc the one that excite ya divas (ow!)
If the media shine
I'm shining with both of the sleeves up
Yo Christina (what), better hop in here
My block live and in color, like Redman hair (yeah)
The club is packed, the bar is filled
I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill
Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals
I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels
Throw it up
Baby it's Brick City, you heard of that
We blessed, and hung low, like Bernie Mac (Bernie Mac)
Dogs, let 'em out, women, let 'em in
It's like I'm OCD, the way I'm freaking
Gonna get rowdy (rowdy, yeah)
Gonna get a little unruly (ruly)
Get it fired up in a hurry (hurry)
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party (party)
Sweat dripping over my body (body)
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
(Ooh oh)
Get it fired up in a hurry
(Ooh ohh, whoa)
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
Ooh sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival
Rowdy
(Let's get dirrty)
Gonna get a little unruly
(I wanna get dirrty)
Get it fired up in a hurry
(Let's get dirrty)
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time that I came to start the party
(Ooh baby yeah)
Sweat dripping over my body
(Let's get dirrty)
Dance and getting just a little naughty
(Wanna get dirrty)
Wanna get dirrty
(Oh yeah)
It's about time for my arrival
Uh, what
Sams POV
People flooded in around us as the song ended, continuing dancing when Better Day by Saving Jane came on. I followed Peter and Christy to the edge of the dance floor where we sat down in our seats, covered in sweat. I could smell Peter's cologne, something yummy, when he threw his arms over Christy and I's shoulders.
"You guys," he paused to take a breath, "are so friggen crazy." Christy and I just laughed. We were crazy; it had been the only way to get by at school. School. That brought me back, hard. This party couldn't last forever. Could this new life even last a year? I didn't know anything. My mind zeroed in on the two things I had. And the one possible thing. First, I knew what I had to do. I had to find the key. Second, I had Christy. She was my best friend and she'd always be there for me. And then I had Jake. Maybe, if I could trust him to stick around. Something none of my family had ever done before. Family. That was a shocker too. What family did I have, would I have? Maxine? Luke? Quinn and Bryan? Would they last?
"Helllllo? Samma my sista?" Christy said, waving her hand in my face. Only she could get away with calling me something as stupid as that.
"Uh, yeah?" I grinned at her.
"Bodyguard over here doesn't believe in partying all night," she threw a thumb towards Jake, who had showed up sometime during my deep thought session.
"Oh. We have to go?" I asked him with my biggest puppy dog eyes, to no avail.
"Yeah. It's 12:30, and I told mum I'd make sure you guys got home sober," he gestured behind him and I gasped, finally noticing Quinn. He was dancing. Usually, that wouldn't be a problem, but he was obviously drunk. He noticed me at the same time.
"Hey Sammy," his deep voice boomed, then he came over to whisper in my ear, "See that girl over there? Doesn't she look like a catfish?" I rolled my eyes when he puckered his lips and held his fingers like whiskers.
"Okay Quinn, it's time to go home,"
"Yeah," I heard Bry agree in the background. I hadn't talked to him all night.
"Hey Bry, you want us to drop you off near school?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Nahh, I'm fine. It's only an hours walk," he said. I watched him worriedly. He was just a kid, just my age. He shouldn't really be walking home. Maybe he shouldn't have even come, he was a smart kid. He could actually be something unlike the rest of the kids at school. He shouldn't be wasting his life doing this kind of stuff.
"Okay, if you're sure."
Minutes latter Jake had herded us into the parking lot. I slid into the car with Jake and Christy. We fell asleep after Jake wouldn't let us turn the radio up, leaning against each other. Soon we pulled into the driveway of Three Ponies Ranch, the place I had practically called home.
"C'mon girls," Jake was poking us. I could hear Bryan in the background.
"Jake, I thought we already taught you this bro. Just let 'em sleep. You get Sam, I'll get Christy…"
"Uh-uh, I'm awake," Christy's groggy voice came out. I stumbled after her into the house and upstairs to my room. Christy, who was still half asleep, began changing into pj's. She was unaware of Jake, Bryan, and Quinn standing in the doorway.
"Damn Christy, I didn't know you felt that way about me," Quinn's to-loud voice echoed throughout the room.
"Get out of here," I said shoving them out and slamming the door. Before long we were squished into my bed, asleep. I vaguely heard Jake come in and climb into bed, followed by a faint snoring.
Then I started a new dream.