Saturday morning came quickly for Sam. The sun shone onto his face through the crack in the curtain and he huddled deeper into his blankets, trying to bring back the dream he'd been having. Dean was watching one of the channels that only play infomercials on the tv. "Dean," Sam grunted. "Turn that off."
"Nope, it's time to get up, buddy. It's 10 o'clock, go put some clothes on so we can go get McDonald's breakfast. They only serve it until 11," Dean responded.
"Ugh, fine," Sam dragged himself out of bed and tugged on a pair of jeans and a blue v-neck. He ran his fingers through his hair, making sure it wasn't sticking out anywhere. "Let's go."
They went to McDonald's and ordered their food. Sam had hoped Kevin would be working, but he wasn't. Dean took the tray over to a table and sat down. "So?" He looked at Sam expectantly.
"What?" Sam pretended he didn't know what Dean wanted.
"Your date. How did it go?" Dean pried.
Sam told him about his night with Kevin, leaving out the kisses in the bowling alley and Kevin's head on his shoulder during the movie. He knew that his older brother was going to tease him later, but he was just happy he could talk about it without Dean judging him.
"Homo," Someone coughed from the table beside theirs. Sam looked over. Bryce and Mike were there, and had heard everything Sam said. "Homo," Bryce coughed again. This time he and Mike burst into laughter. Sam tried to ignore them. He didn't need the negativity.
"Hey, fairy," Bryce said as they were leaving. "We'll see you and Katie at school on Monday."
"What was that all about?" Dean asked as they got in the car. "And who's Katie?"
Sam shook his head. "Nothing," he answered. "He's just the king of the apes at school. Katie is what they call Kevin. Kevin Tran. KT. They're just idiots. And still mad 'cause I kicked their ass in dodge ball on the first day."
"Well maybe next time you should just kick their ass instead," Dean suggested.
"I'd really rather not," Sam replied.
"Why not? You could probably take 'em. They look like they'd be pretty slow," Dean offered.
"Yeah, I could take them, but it wouldn't be a fair fight. It'd be way to easy," Sam joked.
"That's my boy, Sammy," Dean laughed as he clapped Sam on the shoulder.
They got back to the hotel and Sam immediately went to take a shower. He knew he'd have to warn Kevin about the apes knowing, but Sam wasn't afraid to stand up to those guys if he needed to. He got under the warm stream of water. One of the only good things about this hotel was that it had good water pressure, in some of the hotels they'd stayed at the water had barely trickled out of the shower head.
When he finished showering he sat on his bed, studying his Physics textbook while Dean watched the infomercial channel. The tv was the only sound, besides the occasional, "Sammy, look, a blanket with sleeves!" or "Woah, look how that thing works!" from Dean. Sam felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. "Hello?" He answered.
"Hi, Sam, it's Kevin," came the voice through the tinny speaker.
"Oh, hey, Kevin! Aren't you supposed to wait three days to call or something?" Sam joked.
"I think so," Kevin laughed. "But I'm okay with looking desperate. This might be kind of sudden, but my mom wants to have dinner. She wants to meet you… and your brother."
"Your mom wants to meet my brother?" Sam asked.
"Okay…" Kevin sighed. "I want to meet your brother, and when I was talking about it with my mom she said that I should invite you two over for Sunday dinner."
"Sure, we'll be there," Sam confirmed. "What time do you want us?"
"Uhm, my mom said that you should come around 4," Kevin responded.
"Alrighty then, I'll see you at 4 tomorrow… bye," Sam hung up the phone. He looked and saw Dean grinning at him."What?"
"You're bright red," Dean chuckled. "So what's happening? I heard something about me."
"Mrs. Tran wants us to go over for dinner tomorrow," Sam replied. "And you'd better be nice."
"I am always nice, Sammy. Although I might have to warn your boyfriend that if he breaks your heart, I'll break his leg," Dean smirked. "I'm kidding!" He cried, noticing the look his brother was giving him. "I'll be on my best behaviour. I'm meeting your boyfriend for the first time."
They went back to what they were doing. After a long silence Sam asked, "Are you doing anything today?"
"No, why? I have tonight off, thought I'd spend it with my baby brother," Dean answered. "Do you have something you want to do?"
"I was just thinking maybe we should go visit Bobby. He only lives about an hour from here," Sam suggested.
Dean agreed, and after a short call to Bobby to make sure it was okay, they were on the road. Sam brought along the book he was reading for English class, hoping to finish it on the way there. It was a book that Mr. Friesen claimed would "expand the way they think about love," whatever that meant. He finished the book sooner than he thought, so the rest of the drive was filled with texts from Kevin and listening to Dean sing along with his favourite tapes.
They arrived at Bobby's and knocked on the door. They were greeted with a grin and a hug from the gruff-looking man. "I'm makin' burgers for supper," Bobby informed the boys and they went to sit on the back deck while he barbequed.
Sam knew he should put his phone away while they were visiting, but he also wanted to keep talking to Kevin. He was still a part of the conversation, he was just multitasking. It wasn't until Sam giggled aloud at one of the texts that Bobby asked, "Who you textin'? You got a girlfriend?"
"Uh…" Sam stammered.
"Nope, he's got a boyfriend," Dean said in a teasing voice.
"A boyfriend?" Bobby repeated. "Is he a good kid?"
"Yeah," Sam blushed. "His name is Kevin…" He was surprised at how nonchalant Bobby was being. He knew that if their dad found out, he would go berserk, so a part of Sam assumed that was how that entire generation viewed sexuality.
"Kevin. Huh, maybe I'll get to meet him one day," Bobby smiled and turned his attention back to the burgers. "What about you, Dean? Got your eye on anyone?"
"Nah, not this time," Dean answered. "I decided to let Sam have all the fun."
They ate the burgers in Bobby's living room and watched a hockey game. Sam had never cared for hockey much, but he cheered for whatever team Bobby was cheering for. Sam loved being at Bobby's house. It was one of the things he could always count on being there. No matter how many different places they went, they always ended up back at Bobby's for a little bit.
At the end of the evening, Bobby gave each of them another hug and told them to come back whenever they wanted. While Sam hadn't intended on telling Bobby about Kevin, he was glad he did. Or Dean did. Dean must have known how Bobby would react. "Does Bobby know you're bi?" Sam asked Dean as they were driving back to the hotel.
"Yeah, he was the first person I talked about it with. I hope you don't mind that I told him about Kevin," Dean replied.
"I don't mind," Sam told him. "I would have told him if I knew he wasn't going to react the way Dad would."
Dean nodded. "Well, Bobby and Dad are two completely different people," he remarked. They drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence. By the time they got back, Sam just wanted to crawl into bed and go to sleep.
After he woke up the next day, Sam waited eagerly for four o'clock. He was nervous about meeting Kevin's mom, but he was pretty sure she'd like him. To be in the "family business" you had to be at least a little charming. He was also afraid of what Dean was going to say to Kevin. His older brother had promised to be nice, but in Dean's mind "nice" still included teasing him.
When four o'clock finally came, Sam and Dean drove over to the Tran's house. "Be nice," Sam warned as they knocked on the door. Kevin opened the door with a smile.
"Hi, Sam," Kevin said. He could feel himself blushing.
"Hi," Sam smiled back. They stared at each other for a moment before Dean cleared his throat. "Oh, uh… this is my brother Dean," Sam introduced.
"I'm his older, better looking brother," Dean replied as he shook Kevin's hand. "Sam's told me all about you."
They stepped inside and took off their coats and shoes. "My mom's making chicken lasagne, I hope that's okay," Kevin told them. Sam assured Kevin it was while he led them to the kitchen, where Mrs. Tran was putting a dish into the oven. "Mom, this is Sam," Kevin motioned like he was presenting something in class.
The petite woman walked over and shook his hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Tran," Sam smiled politely.
"Oh, please," she waved her hand, "call me Linda."
"And this is Sam's older brother Dean," Kevin told his mom. She turned her attention to the eldest brother and shook his hand as well. Linda suggested that they go into the living room so they could talk and get to know each other.
Sam wasn't sure exactly what Kevin had told her. Did he tell her that they would probably be moving soon? Or did he leave out that piece of information? Sam and Kevin sat close together on the couch while Dean and Linda sat on the two armchairs. She asked all of the questions Sam assumed she'd ask: what does your dad do, where are you from, how are you liking school, do you have a job…
Somehow, they had gotten onto the subject of what they were like as children. Sam listened to Dean telling the story of the time Sam had pretended to be Batman and jumped off the roof of a shed, breaking his arm. That was one of Dean's favourite stories to tell, Sam didn't know why.
Linda laughed, "When Kevin was young, about four years old, we had this dog named Poppy who loved to bite Kevin's pants. She always managed to pull them down, I don't know how. So one day, Kevin is outside with her and I look out the window just in time to see Poppy pull Kevin's pants down, then try to jump on him, which sent him flying face-first into a puddle. Oh Kevin cried so hard."
Sam grinned and looked at Kevin, whose face was bright red. "Mom," Kevin protested. "Why would you tell that story?"
"Because it's funny," Linda stated like it was obvious. Kevin just shook his head.
Linda and Dean kept telling each other stories about Kevin and Sam's childhood. Sam noticed that Dean talked about him the same way Linda talked about Kevin. Like a parent, not a brother. Looking back, Sam noticed that Dean basically was his father. He'd taken care of Sam ever since he was little. They definitely didn't have a typical brotherly relationship. Dean was like a father and a brother rolled up in one. Dean was fatherly enough to listen and give Sam advice when he needed it, but brotherly enough to make fun of him for it, and Sam really didn't mind.
When they had finished cleaning up after dinner, Kevin and Sam decided to go for a walk. "Well, I should get going then," Dean excused himself. "It was nice to meet both of you," He said after he put his shoes and jacket on.
Before they left, Sam told his mom that they'd be coming back so she could say goodbye to Sam later. It was already dark outside, the days were so short in winter. It felt like there was more dark than light. As they walked down the street, Sam felt Kevin's hand brush against his own. He instinctively entwined his fingers with Kevin's, like they'd been together forever. From the first time they met, everything had just felt so natural to Sam.
"So, I have to tell you something," Sam started. "My brother and I went out for breakfast yesterday and he wanted me to tell him about our date, so I told him most of it and it turns out that Bryce and Mike were sitting next to us and heard everything," he babbled, barely stopping to take a breath. "Oh, and Dean was spying on us when we said goodnight on Friday."
Kevin was quiet for a moment. "I don't care if Bryce and Mike know, they're bullies, they've been bullying me for years. I'm used to it," Kevin said decidedly. "I don't care if everyone knows," He added. "I want people to know that I have such a cute boyfriend. And after meeting Dean tonight, that really isn't surprising," Kevin laughed.
It was a clear night, crisp and cold. The winter moon was bright, almost full. Sam looked at Kevin, who looked perfect in the cold blue light. Sam's free hand was cold, but he wasn't going to complain. They wandered around town on the ice-covered sidewalks, Kevin nearly slipped a few times but Sam was able to keep him on his feet. They were out for almost an hour before the cold got to be unbearable and they went back to Kevin's house to watch a movie.
They went to the basement and Sam took a seat on the corner of the couch while Kevin put the movie in. Kevin settled in beside Sam, leaning against him. Sam was glad that Kevin was the kind of person who liked to cuddle. Growing up, Sam didn't have a lot of physical contact. When he was a kid and saw another kid holding hands with their parent in public, he always felt a pang of jealousy. He remembered when he was five and tried to hold his dad's hand. It did not end well. Sam relished the feeling of Kevin's skin against his, the way their bodies seemed to melt into one another. He wanted to remember this. He wanted to remember the softness of Kevin's lips and the smoothness of his hands.
Kevin didn't want to talk about Sam leaving, and Sam respected that, but it didn't stop him from worrying about it the whole time he was watching the movie. He was absentmindedly running his fingers up and down Kevin's bicep, thinking about how badly he wanted this to last forever. He knew that when his dad came back, they'd leave and he wouldn't have any physical contact for a long time. He was dreading leaving. He knew that once they left, there was a chance he wouldn't see Kevin again. So he spent his time memorizing everything about the smaller boy.
The movie ended and neither Sam nor Kevin moved to get up. Sam leaned his head back onto the couch, closed his eyes and murmured, "I wish I could stay here."
"Sam," Kevin cooed. "I told you not to think about that… we'll figure something out when the time comes."
"I know. I know I shouldn't think about it, but I can't stop. I don't know what I'm going to do when my dad gets back and we leave. Once we leave, we never come back, and as much as I don't want that to be the case, it always is… and I… I don't want to leave you. I don't want you to move on and find someone new. I don't want to find someone new," Sam said softly. "I can't. I don't want to go on the road in the impala. All I'll be thinking about is you. Moments like this where we got to be close, where I got to hold you and feel human warmth."
"Sam," Kevin looked into his eye and gently stroked his cheek, "I promise you, we'll figure something out. Everything will turn out okay, trust me." He pulled the larger boy towards him, planting a warm kiss on his lips. "We'll be okay." Sam smiled and they sat their silently for a while, enjoying each other's company, savouring the moment.
The next morning Sam and Kevin met in the school parking lot, like they always did. When they walked into school there was a sign announcing there was a school assembly, so they went into the gym and took a seat on the bleachers.
"Look guys," Bryce's voice came from behind them, "it's the two homos, together at last."
"Just ignore him," Kevin told Sam. "If we ignore him, he'll eventually leave us alone."
The two boys could hear the apes making kissing noises behind them and whispering derogatory terms. Sam and Kevin tried to focus on what the principal was saying, but it was hard to hear over the idiocy of the boys behind them. Out of the corner of his eye, Sam saw someone's foot headed for Kevin's back. He grabbed the boy by the ankle and turned to glare at him. "Don't," he growled.
"What are you gonna do about it, fairy?" Ryan spat.
Sam wanted to hurt him. He knew he could do some serious damage if he twisted Ryan's ankle, but he wasn't in the mood to get in trouble, so he just scowled at the boy. "You don't want to know," he released Ryan's foot and turned back to the assembly.
Kevin looked up at Sam, waiting for some explanation of what happened. Sam made a motion letting Kevin know not to worry about it. Again, he saw the foot headed towards Kevin. He gripped Ryan's ankle tighter this time, twisting until he was sure Ryan would feel it for a while. Sam glowered at him and dropped his foot. The whispers behind him got quieter before he saw a foot coming towards his side.
Sam intercepted it and turned to see whose it was. It was Mike's. He looked shocked that Sam had stopped him. "Seriously. Don't," Sam warned him. "You really don't want to mess with me." He released Mike's foot. A few moments later, the principal released the assembly. With only ten minutes left until the period was over, it wasn't mandatory that students go to their first period classroom.
Kevin and Sam were at Sam's locker when Bryce and his posse came up to them. "Hey," Sam said casually. "Ryan, are you limping? What happened?" He taunted.
"Look, ladies," Bryce motioned at Kevin and Sam, "We just came here to let you know that you're disgusting and should be burned."
"Oh, is that so?" Sam asked, taking a step towards him with a threatening look on his face. Kevin put his hand on Sam's chest and gently told him to stop.
"Yeah, listen to your little girlfriend," Dave laughed. The other guys laughed along and high-fived. Sam didn't understand why these guys thought they had clever retorts.
"Shut up," Kevin commanded.
"What did you say, princess?" Bryce replied menacingly.
"I said shut the hell up," Kevin repeated, his voice loud and confident. "What are you so afraid of? Why do you care what other people do? It doesn't change your life at all. Why does this," Kevin grabbed Sam's hand, "make you so angry."
"You know we're gonna tell everyone," Bryce threatened.
"Does it look like I really care?" Kevin laughed. "I'M KEVIN TRAN AND I'M DATING SAM WINCHESTER!" he shouted loudly in the crowded hall, holding Sam's hand above his head. "YES, I, KEVIN, A BOY, AM IN LOVE WITH SAM, A BOY!" His voice returned to normal, "No one cares but you four. And I don't know why you do. You bully and pick on everyone incessantly. Does it make you feel good about yourself? Do you really need to put other people down to feel good about yourself? Are you trying to impress girls? Because let me tell you, no one is impressed. Now leave my boyfriend and me alone."
"We'll get you in gym class," Bryce muttered at Sam before all four boys walked back towards the gym.
"That… was awesome," Sam told Kevin, putting his hands on the smaller boys sides. "I'm proud of you." They smiled at each other. "You're in love with me?" Sam asked shyly.
Kevin blushed. "Yes," he confirmed. "I am in love with you, Sam Winchester."
"And I'm in love with you, Kevin Tran," Sam smiled before leaning down to kiss him. The bell for the next class rang. "Well… I've gotta go to gym class, I'll see you in math," Sam smirked. "Hopefully I can completely embarrass those guys today."
"I'll see you later," Kevin chuckled before heading to his next class.
Sam went and got changed for gym. He wasn't excited to have a class with Bryce after all of that, but he was confident he could beat those guys at any sport. When he walked into the gym he saw that the volleyball nets had been set up. Part of Sam was relieved that they weren't playing a contact sport. He knew that if they were, he'd be a target.
The teacher grouped them into teams of six. Only 24 students were in class today, so it worked out that everyone could play the whole class. The teacher said they'd be having a mini tournament and the team that won the whole thing would automatically get 100 percent on their next health quiz. Sam sized up his team and was relieved that all five of the others looked like they'd know how to play volleyball. He looked at the rest of the teams. Not surprisingly, all four of the apes were on the same team. Sam didn't care if they lost against any other team in the class. He just had to be that one. The teacher matched up the teams and, to Sam's delight, they were playing the apes first.
Sam's team got off to a great start. For all the talk Bryce and his friends did, they were really lousy at volleyball. They finally managed to scramble together and set up for a spike. Dave was about to spike, and when he tried, Sam jumped up and blocked it, causing the ball to drop on the ape's side of the net. "You can't do that," Dave whined.
"Yes, I can," Sam mocked Dave. "It's called a block, maybe you've heard of it?" he raised his eyebrows.
Dave scowled and put what Sam assumed was a look of determination on his face. Sam just laughed, which enraged the boy even more. It was Sam's serve now, and they only needed one more point to win.
Sam knew exactly what to do. He stepped back from the end line and stared at Dave. "It's coming right for you," he mouthed and pointed. Sam threw the ball in the air, ran towards it and jumped, making hard contact with the ball. There was no spin on it as it went flying over the net, wobbling back and forth before landing beside Dave. His teammates cheered. Sam gave Bryce and the others a cocky smile as the gym teacher marked their victory on the white board. "You're welcome, boys," Sam called tauntingly and bowed. "Maybe next time you'll actually return a serve."
Sam's team went on to beat all of the other teams as well, which meant that Sam had one less quiz to study for. In math class, he told Kevin about gym class and completely annihilating the apes' team. The break between physics and chemistry would be the real test to see if Sam and Kevin would finally be left alone.
When the time came and Bryce and his friends walked into the classroom and sat down without even looking at Sam and Kevin. Sam thought that they might have learned their lesson, but after classes were done for the day when he and Kevin were walking to Kevin's car, the four of them blocked their path. Sam rolled his eyes. "What do you want?" He asked, obviously annoyed.
"We just want payback," Bryce said with a mock innocence in his voice. He took a step towards Sam, "For gym class, and for embarrassing us in the hallway before gym."
"And you're going to fight us?" Sam replied dubiously. "Really?" It seemed these guys would never get it.
"No, we're just going to punch you." Bryce aimed for Sam's face, but Sam ducked and hit him in the shoulder with his elbow.
"You sure you want to do this? All four of you against me?" Sam questioned Bryce, who was clutching his shoulder in pain. When Kevin interjected, Sam tried to assure him he'd be fine. Kevin knew there was no way to stop this, the apes had bloodlust in their eyes, so he just took Sam's backpack from him.
"You think we can't take you?" Ryan tried to make himself look big and stepped towards Sam.
"No," Sam answered simply. He took a step towards Ryan so they were face to face. Sort of. Ryan, try as he might, wasn't a very tall kid. "I know you can't." he poked Ryan in the arm and the shorter boy lunged towards him, grabbing him at the waist. 'What an idiot' Sam thought as he raised his knee and hit the boy square in the chest, knocking the wind out of him. Ryan staggered back and swung at Sam while he was still trying to catch his breath. Sam sidestepped the punch easily and threw a punch of his own, making contact with the boy's face. Ryan looked like he was about to start crying as blood flowed from his face, but he took a few steps back, defeated.
"So who's next?" Sam taunted. Mike rushed at him, trying to throw a punch as he did. Sam grabbed Mike's fist and twisted his arm to his back, pushing the boy down while he did. Mike was kneeling on the ground so Sam let go of his arm and kicked him, hard, square in the middle of his back. "Dave? Bryce?" A crowd had gathered around them now and Bryce pushed Dave towards Sam. Sam smiled as he easily blocked all of Dave's attempted punches. Dave looked like he should know how to fight, he was tall and broad with a big, sturdy build. Dave swung at Sam, who blocked it before delivering a quick hit to Dave's throat. Dave choked and waved his arms in defeat.
"Come on, Bryce," Sam coaxed like Bryce was a baby, "Come on. You can do it." Once he was close enough, Bryce started throwing punches, his arms flailing as Sam dodged every one. "It's like you're not even trying," Sam snickered.
"Fight back," Bryce growled, still trying to land a punch.
"No, I like this much better. I'm letting you make yourself look stupid instead of doing it forward," Sam sassed, his words creating a flicker of determination in the ape's eyes.
"Fight back!" Bryce yelled.
"Well, since you asked so nicely."Sam dodged a few more punches, getting into position, and elbowed Bryce in the back of the neck. Bryce stumbled to his knees. "Want more?" Sam bent over so his face was level with Bryce's. Bryce didn't say anything, he just started swinging his arms again. Bryce tried to kick Sam, but he caught the ape's foot and pushed him back so he fell to the pavement with a thud. "Now, are we done here?"
Bryce moaned in pain and nodded. "Okay, then. Now you're going to leave me and Kevin alone, got it?" Bryce nodded again. The crowd dissipated as Sam walked back to Kevin and grabbed his backpack.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Kevin asked incredulously.
"Let's just say that my family has different priorities than most," Sam laughed, slinging his arm over Kevin's shoulder.
"You took on four of them! Without even breaking a sweat!" Kevin cried. "It was incredibly sexy. I didn't know you were so hardcore! I always thought you were the kind that used words instead of actions," Kevin babbled, "but I'm so glad that you used actions this time."
"I don't pick fights," Sam smiled, "But when words don't work and they're determined to fight, I'm gonna knock them down a peg or two."
"And I'm glad that you did," Kevin smiled and leaned over the central console in his car to give Sam a kiss. "My hero," Kevin joked, throwing his arm across his forehead the way the damsel in distress always did in old movies.
They went to Kevin's house to study for a bit. There was a physics test on Thursday that involved remembering a lot of equations and terms. They sat on Kevin's bed, textbooks open and pages of notes spread out on it. As it neared supper time, Sam had to pack up. "Dean's expecting me," he explained. Kevin drove him to the hotel. Sam gave Kevin a kiss on the cheek before getting out of the car.
"Thanks for saving me today, prince charming," Kevin called through the open window.
"It was my pleasure," Sam responded, giving Kevin a little bow. He waved goodbye to Kevin as he backed away. "Hey, Dean," Sam said when he got into their room.
"Hey, Sammy," Dean replied, flicking through the channels on the tv. "How was school?"
"Pretty good," Sam answered. "Had to beat up some kids…"
"The guys from McDonald's?" Dean asked eagerly, looking away from the tv screen.
"Yeah, and two more," Sam answered. "Kevin told them off this morning, which they weren't too pleased about. Then I kicked their ass playing volleyball in gym class. After last period they stopped us on the way to Kevin's car, demanding a fight. So I fought 'em."
"That's my boy," Dean beamed. "Did they even land a punch?" Dean searched Sam's face for any signs.
"Nope," Sam grinned. "They aren't very bright."
"Wow, Sammy. Four guys all by yourself, I underestimated you," Dean marveled.
"So did they," Sam smirked. "It works to my advantage."
/
Bryce and the apes avoided Sam and Kevin for the rest of the week. On Friday, Kevin and Sam left for the concert right after school, planning on going to dinner beforehand. Sam was excited, it would be his first concert ever. They went to a nice place for supper then headed to the concert arena. Since Sam wasn't really sure what to do, he just copied everything Kevin did.
They had decent seats. They weren't too far back that you couldn't see the stage, but they weren't close either. The bonus, Kevin explained, was that they were at the back of their section, so they could stand up without getting in the way of other people.
Sam had a blast, he sang along to the songs he knew and tried to learn the ones he didn't. For some of the songs, Kevin pulled him to his feet, trying to get him to dance. Sam eventually obliged, smiling at his boyfriend's dancing. Kevin was grinning, hair flying everywhere. He didn't have a care in the world. His energy was infectious and it didn't take long before Sam was doing the same thing.
"Oh, man," Kevin exclaimed as they were walking back to the car, "that was a great concert. What did you think of your first concert ever?"
"It was different than I expected it to be… in a good way," Sam replied. "I wish I knew more of the songs though."
They listened to the band's CD on the way home. "This has been a great week," Kevin grinned, glancing over at Sam.
"It really has been, even though we had a test in math, physics and chem," Sam smiled back.
They drove along, not speaking, just enjoying each other's presence and listening to the music. "Kevin!" Sam screamed over the sound of metal being crushed. Kevin didn't know what was going on, he could feel that they were moving, but he wasn't sure which direction they were moving in. When the car finally came to a stop, Kevin was dangling upside down by his seatbelt.
"Sam, are you okay?" Kevin asked with no response. He undid his seat belt, wincing when he landed on what used to be the roof of his car. He got closer to Sam. "Sam?" Kevin cried, his voice getting louder. "Sam, can you hear me? Sammy!" But Sam didn't move. Kevin checked to make sure he was breathing and made sure that he had a pulse. "Sam," he whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Sam, please be okay. Please, please, please be okay."H