Sam

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I'm sorry if I am giggling like a girly girl but first, I kissed Freddie and it felt…..AMAZING! So unbelievably amazing. You think it turned into a make-out so I can make Miss old Benson faint. You were wrong. I miss those Benson lips. I'm only going to admit to that. Second, I am also admitting to giggling cause Ms. Benson fainted. Sorry, it's too good. I look at Freddie and he smiles.

" Um…uh…..we're gonna sit down in the dining room as Uncle Brad wakes up Marrisa. Come on." Some woman says holding baby Stephanie close to her. Little Stephanie is now giggling. I think that be Aunt Kimberly cause she does look like Ms. B but less over-protective. Freddie takes my hand again and we go to the dining room. Everyone takes a seat. Freddie pulls out my seat and I sit down. Freddie sits next to me. I smile. I'm liking this. Really liking this. *Sigh*

No Sam! You don't like him! You don't! But…..*sigh*. I look in front of me and see Ian looking at me with his piercing hazel eyes. I would like to stab my fork into this eyes. My fingers trace over the points on the fork. Freddie takes it away and places it away from me.

" Okay everyone, here is the pea soup." The grandma says. Everyone starts to 'oo' and 'awe'. I questionably look at everyone. They put one bowl at our end in front of me and the other one on the other end. I look over to Freddie and mouth to him,

" Pea soup?". He leans towards me and brings his mouth to my ear.

" It's a family specialty. My grandma puts bacon in it." Freddie whispers.

" Bacon?" I ask lightly.

" Bacon." He adds kissing my cheek.

" Freddie. Little Stephanie is already traumatized enough by the make-out between you and Sam." Kimberly says. " Keep it down to a minimum."

" Okay." Freddie says.

Freddie

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" Hey, wait a minute." Aunt Jennifer says. We all look at her. We haven't even started eating and something bad is going to happen. This is what happens every year. Last year someone forgot where we put baby Stephanie.

" What is it?" Uncle Dan asks who is sitting next to her.

" Has anyone seen…Millie?" She asks. Oh god. Not her ADHD crazy hyper dog. Anything but Millie.

" You brought the dog Jennifer?" My grandma asks sternly.

" Just because she got kicked out of Obedience School doesn't mean she has a problem mom!" Jennifer complains.

" But still why did you bring the dog!"

" I can't leave her in the house by her self. She'll chew up the carpet!"

" She chews everything!" Aunt Kimberly complains.

" Is everything okay?" Sam asks whispering in my ear.

" Millie is a dog." I say looking at her face.

" I've sort of established that Freddie but, what's wrong?" Sam says. I take a deep breathe.

" The dog has hyper issues and according to my Aunt Jennifer she is somewhere in this house." I say with my voice having an annoyed tone to it as I end my sentence.

" What's wrong with that?" Sam whispers to me.

" There is possibility that…." I say but I spoke too soon. Millie the chocolate lab jumps on to the table from our end and puts her paw in the soup bowl causing it to fall on to the table and spill all over Sam. Sam sits there in shock as Millie runs down the table knocking down everything in her path.

" Get the dog Jennifer!" My grandma screams.

" Stop pestering me mother!" Jennifer yells. Everyone scrambles from there seats to catch Millie. I help Sam up and take her to my bedroom. I close my bedroom door.

" You know as much as it pains me to say this but…..I wish I was home right now with no food." Sam says. I run to the bathroom and hand her a towel. She takes it and starts to clean her self.

" How much longer do you think until the dinner is going to end?" Sam asks.

" Well, by the estimation on how pissed my grandma is and that there is now no food. I am guessing everyone is going to go there separate ways and either go home or go out for dinner in about, ten minutes." I reply.

" I see." Sam says. I take a seat at my desk and fiddle around with my laptop. Sam sits on my bed trying to dry her dress.

" Shit." She says. I turn around.

" What is it?" I ask.

" No, it's just that…I have a pea soup stain on my dress!" Sam complains.

" Look, Sam, I'm really sorry." I say.

" Just give me something to wear Benson and I'm not coming out of this room"

" I wasn't expecting you to." I get up and walk over to my dresser. I pull out a t-shirt but I don't know what she can wear as bottoms.

" Hey Sam. All I have is a shirt that you can wear what are you doing to do for bottoms?" I ask.

" I have biker shorts under my dress. Speaking of dress can you unzip mine?" She replies.I walk over to her and hand her the shirt. I unzip her dress and see her slender back. I slightly touch it.

" Thanks Freddie." Sam says. She heads off into the bathroom. Someone knocks on my bedroom door. I open it and Ian stands there.

" What is it?" I ask.

" Are you sure you and Sam are not faking a relationship?" He asks reassuring everything.

" I am sure Ian." I reply.

" Have you guys have sex yet? Like, is she good in bed?" He asks. I look at him in amazement. Sam was right. He is a pervert.

" No! No! Sam and I…"

" Are just about to get it started." I hear Sam behind me say. She wraps her arms around my neck.

" Wait? What?" I ask looking at her. She slams the door closed.