"What are these?" I asked, holding one real up to my face.
"If i tell you, you won't want to be friends with me!" She argued, a tear rolled down her cheek.
If she wouldnt tell me, I'd have to find out myself so i picked up the retainer and read it:
"STD Pills!" I asked, and her finger's flew over my lips.
"Sshh!" She added, quietly.
"But i thought you were so goody two shoes." I replied, a discusted look hopped onto my face.
"That's why i didn't want you to find out. That's why i never have any friends!" Jesse added, and turned back into the school.
"Who said i wasn't your friend anymore?" I asked, turning her around.
"Nobody." She replied, looking down this time.
"Exactly, and your secret is safe with me anyways." I replied, releasing a soft sigh relieved i wasn't loosing another friend.
"Your super!" She yelled, hugging me.
First i wanted to ask, "Who says that?" But i played along anyways.
We turned to go into the door but A teacher stopped us, She was wearing a quarter lenth sweater and a velvet pair of pants.
"Ladies, why aren't you heading upstairs to your classrooms?" She asked, fire in her eyes.
"Especially you Jessie, your always at class...On time!" She added, this time dissapointed.
"I-I-" Jessie tried to say, i know this isn't the sam you all know, but I'm being nice.
"What she means is, it's my fault. I talked her into it." I admitted, and walked away from them.
"Where are you going?" The lady asked.
"Detention." I lied.
I called Ms. Benson and she gladly came to get me.
"Wow Sam, I know I'm not your mother but straighten up!"
"I know, I'm sorry, Freddie was with some new girl and i Tottally forgot what was in front of me." I explained.
"It doesn't matter what girl he's with! Pay attention."
I sighed as we pulled up to the huge house, grabbed my bags and walked into the house.
"Hello, Samantha...Benson." Stepfhan greeted us, I litterly cried at the way he treeted her.
I hope she wasn't planning on marrying this guy!
"Hi." I replied, walking straight into the hallway.
I closed my door and a few seconds later it flung right back open.
"Samantha, can i talk to you?" Ms. Benson asked...standing at the door.
"Well...Yeah." I smiled, remembering it was her house.
"Are you alright?" She asked again, sitting next to me on the bed.
"Yeah, I miss mom thats all." I explained, looking up. Trying to picture the womans face.
"Yes, i know you do indeed."
"Then why'd we move? When your boyfriend treats you like dump?" I asked, trying not to let anger take over my body.
"Well, Just get to know stepfh."
"I have, and he isn't too nice." I sighed.
"Huh?"
"He pushed me down, you saw!" I argued, pushing her away from me.
"Samanatha! You'll keep getting mad, if you keep pushing people away." She told me, the words replayed over in my head.
Before i could get another word out she had left the room, i barried my head in my pillow and cried silently.
"Whats wrong?" I heard melanie ask, as she closed the door.
"I miss seatle." I Cried.
"Well, we aren't going back."
"I see that! You show stopper." I giggled, i missed seeing her in my room at night.
That was when Freddie walked in the room, a skinny girl followed behind him.
"Why did you come in my room?" I asked, setting the urge to cry.
"Why did we come in her room? Lets go amb." He grabbed her hand, and thats when i almost died.
"Ughh! Sammiee, forget them!" Melanie restrained, but i kept hearing echo's in my head.
I dropped with fustrastion