Sam

…..

I sit outside in the school garden away from everybody else in the school. Everyone was calling me words as I was getting my food. Normally I would try to fight but some how….I couldn't. I want to punch their teeth our and kick them in their guts but I just can't. The whole situation has made me less vulnerable. I take my last sip of the milk from the milk carton and chuck it to the school wall.

" Samantha Puckett." I hear. I turn my body from the bench and see football player from early today with his 'Big man' comment. I roll my eyes and continue to stare at the wall.

" It's impolite not to look at someone when they talk to you." He says kneeling down to my level in front of me.

" Well, maybe a name will work because I only know you as jackass number nine." I say. Ooo diss. I smile and he smiles with me.

" The name is Aaron, Aaron Leary." He says with his green eyes piercing at me. He gets up and takes a seat next to me.

" Your such a beautiful girl." He says touching my hair.

" Don't touch me." I say. I try to get up but he grabs my hand and pulls me back down. He grips his hand around my waist and looks at me with his eyes. He gets a grin on his face. He moves his head towards me and presses his lips forcefully on to mine. My eyes go wide open. I try to push his off but he keeps on pulling me closer to him. I feel his hands slowly go up my shirt. They roam around and make their way too my boob. I try grab his hand and pull it off. His other hand tries to unzip my skirt.

" Get off of me!" I yell as he takes a breather.

" Shut up, you know you like it." He says. It's then I really start to fight him off. I try to push him off but he refuses and continues to get me closer to him. I try to push him off with my hands but he got my hands and we're trying to get them in his pants.

" Get off!" I yell once again through my lips pulling my hands back.

Freddie

…

I walk out of the cafeteria after a boy sling-shotted me a pair of pink panties at me. I walk down the hallway passing the garden doors. I stop as everyone else as we all hear the same struggle. My eyes glance at everyone. People glance at each other and back at me.

" Get off!" We all hear.

" Sam?" I say to my self. I run up to the doors and push them opening barging into the garden. I look over at the bench and Aaron Leary was all over Sam like a lion on the dead carcass of a zebra. This wasn't happening. I couldn't' move for a whole five seconds. It was like a horrible scene out of a movie that I didn't want to imagine but it was happening and I knew I had to do one thing.

" She said get off." I say sternly. He lifts his head and looks at me questionably. I drop my backpack and step towards them. I grab him by the shoulders and pull him off Sam.

" What's wrong with you?" I ask him as I hold his collar.

" Just wanted to take Sam on a little spin." He replies chuckling.

" You pervert." I say to him. I feel my knuckles tighten. I clutch my hand and swing my hand to his face, punching him in the eye. Everyone behind me gasps. I let go of his collar.

" Fuck!" I yell holding my hand. He swings his fist at me getting me in the upper shoulder. He tries to hit me again but I block him and it was wingy just trying to get one another.

" Hey! Break it off!" Mr. Franklin says pulling us apart. " Who started this?" He asks demandingly.

" He did. Freddie did." Aaron says pointing at me. Mr. Franklin looks at me.

" It didn't start that way." Sam says coming to stand by me. " Aaron was trying to rape me, but Freddie got him off of me before he really did anything." She adds. Mr. Franklin's eyes dart to Aaron.

" Your coming to my office Mr. Leary. Freddie, go to the nurse's. One week of two hour detention for you starting on monday." Mr. Franklin says. He take Aaron by the shoulder and guides him to my office. I feel Sam had taken my hand and squeeze back as a response. I take Sam and I to the nurse. I take a seat on a cot. Nurse Kim assists to my shoulder then applying a cold/hot pack on my fist. I look over to Sam who was lying on the other cot with her traumatized eyes staring at the ceiling.

" You need anything Sam?" Nurse Kim asks Sam.

" Can I have a fat cake?" Sam asks back.

" I'll be back." She says walking out, closing the door behind her. I turn my self to Sam.

" Did he really rape you?" I ask concerningly. Sam sighs.

" His hands only got to my boobs but I didn't exactly take me for a spin, by the time you showed up I think he was going to get to it but," She says then rolling her head to me. " You showed up." She adds smiling. She takes my other hand and holds it.

" Oh my gosh! I heard what happen! You guys okay?" Carly exclaims running in. I let go of Sam's hand. Sam sits up.

" We're okay but Freddie is the one who is in the most pain." Sam says. Carly drops her bag and sits next to me examining me.

" Well, at least he didn't get you in the nose." Carly says.

" Here is your fat cake Sam." Nurse Kim says walking in, throwing it to her. Sam tears it open.

" You almost got raped and your eating a fat cake?" Carly asks.

" Your point?" Sam asks with some fat cake in her mouth. I chuckle.

That's my girl.

-0-

Carly

…..

Freddie, Sam and I walk into my house. We had nothing to say as we walked in. Sam took a place on the couch while Freddie planted himself in front of the computer. I made my way to the fridge which I don't normally do. I take a soda. I sit my self down next to Sam who was occupying her self with the television. Spencer walks in and screaming " What up?" as his announcement of entering.

" Why so glum teenagers?" He asks. I turn to Sam seeing if she was going to give an answer.

" Nothing. Nothing really happened today." Sam says.

" Nothing exciting." I say.

" Well….let's add some excitement by everyone going with me to the new art gallery at the Seattle museum of Art!" Spencer says doing my fist pumps in the air to get us going. Freddie, Sam and I just moan and groan.

" I'll pay you twenty bucks if you guys come." Spencer says giving an offer.

" Make it a fifty." Sam says.

" No." Spencer says to Sam.

" I'll go." I say standing and taking my jacket. Sam and Freddie have some stuff to talk about anyway. Sam gets off the couch and makes her way up the stairs. I look at Freddie and his eyes follow Sam up the stairwell. I button up my jacket and follow Spencer out the door.

Sam and Freddie have a lot of stuff to talk about.