a/n: long time no update! whoa! sorry (sheepish grin) well anyway here y'all go :)
"Wake up sunshine."
Sam groaned and rolled over in her bed. She opened her eyes and tried to make them focus in the bright room. When they did focus she saw someone she wasn't expecting sitting on her bed.
"Violette?" Sam asked sleepily.
"No it's Angelina Jolie," she replied sarcastically.
"What are you doing here?" Sam asked sitting up and wiping sleep from her eyes. She looked at her clock and blinked once to make sure she was seeing right. It was nearly noon.
"I came to see my best friend."
"Ha ha. No really?" Sam said jumping out of her bed and combing her fingers through her hair.
"Came here to help you. Kyle's orders are to make sure you know what you're doing and I was the lucky person assigned to make sure of it…" she said peeking into Sam's jewelry box.
Annoyed, Sam walked over and shut it. Violette jerked her hand away so it wouldn't get shut in it. Sam rubbed her temples while Violette tapped her foot impatiently.
"What do I have to get you dressed too?" She asked rolling her eyes. Sam matched her expression and pushed her out of her room.
"Go downstairs. I'll be right there," Sam said closing the door before she could make a retort. Sam hurried to her closet and pulled out whatever was closest and threw it on. She ran a brush threw her hair and put on a little bit of make-up then ran downstairs.
Like every other morning—or in this case afternoon—she came bursting into the kitchen. Violette jumped a little startled then smirked at Sam.
"Graceful."
Sam smiled finding it all a little amusing. "One of my better performances most definitely."
Violette just rolled her eyes again and let out an exasperated sigh. "It was not a compliment."
Sam smiled more. "I know."
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"Ok here's your script…memorize it." Violette handed Sam a huge script with Sam's name scrawled across the front under it said:
'Thousand Lies directed by Kyle Ginny'
'Screen play & casting: Shellie Michaels'
'Character: Kristen Veil'
"Cool my names Kristen?" Sam said flipping through the pages wondering how she was going to remember everything.
"Wow…I thought I was doing a little part?" Sam asked looking at a surprisingly—(sarcasm)—annoyed Violette.
"No," she drawled out the 'o' for a while acting as if she were stupid. "You're little Miss Hero," she snorted as if this were amusing.
"I thought you were?" Sam asked still confused and a little worried.
"No you see I wanted to be the evil mastermind." Violette took some serious pride in this.
"Um…whoa." Was all Sam could say. This was serious business.
"Yeah I know…read your character analogy then when you're done let me know and we can practice a couple of lines." She looked around disgusted and fanning herself.
"I'm going inside stay out here if you'd like…"
Sam was tempted to push her in the river but decided against it. In a way she was helping…even if she wasn't all bubbly about it. She watched her walk to the house but then take a detour when she saw Pepper.
"Ugh," Sam groaned. It would be like her to hopelessly flirt with him and then probably totally crush him later…
Poor Pepper.
He was eating up everything she was saying and shamelessly flirting with her. Poor Pepper? Yeah…forget that. He deserves whatever is coming to him.
Ew…did she seriously pretend to slap his arm? Ugh.
Disgusted, Sam flipped open her script and began reading.
The story was a crime drama. Fun. Kristen…or Sam…played a high school student who moves to a new town and has trouble making friends. Until Liza…Violette…welcomes her with open arms. Kristen feels like a part of something and is happy. Until she finds out what Liza and her little group really are. Liza and her friends are part of a gang who attack and sometimes kill innocent people, for fun. Kristen witnesses one of their gatherings and decides she doesn't want to be a part of it. Liza tells her she doesn't have a choice…they couldn't let her go with what she knew now. So either she joined or become one of their victims. Scared Kristen joins. But that doesn't mean she isn't going to try to bring them to an end…
Oh…now this might actually be fun.
Sam smiled and continued flipping through the script. Satisfied that she knew enough about the plot and her character she went to find Violette.
She ran into the kitchen, and as if her stomach knew where it was it growled. Violette wasn't in there.
"Violette?" she called but got no answer. Shrugging and grabbing an apple she ran outside.
"Violette?" she called again but sounding more like 'Viwotte' with her mouth full. She headed to the barn doubtful and almost fainted when she heard her giggles coming out of there.
"Oh Pepper! You are so funny," Violette cooed. Sam gagged and tried not to throw up the bite of apple she just swallowed.
"The one and only Cowboy Clown."
Ok I think I just threw up in my mouth…yup.
Violette giggled and Sam decided she could not listen to anymore.
"Violette I—"
Oh. My. God.
Violette was sitting on one of the stall doors and Pepper was standing in between her legs…and she was most definitely going to suck his face off.
They broke apart and Pepper blushed while Violette just grinned.
"'Bout time you finish," she said not at all ashamed…or embarrassed. Hell Sam was embarrassed by just witnessing. This was going to be an interesting day…
"Um—uh yeah. I memorized everything…well not everything…I only know a few of my lines but I can memorize the rest later…"
After I stop babbling…
Violette hopped off the stall and brushed herself off. She kept contact with Pepper the entire time. This pissed Sam off. Pepper was like an older brother…and Violette was most definitely using him. She knows how much it'll crush him with she leaves. But as long as she gets what she wants she just doesn't care.
Again…ugh.
"Well then let's get to work." She leaned into Pepper to whisper something to him. Sam rolled her eyes and hurried to get out of there.
"I'll be by the river when you're done groping Pepper, Violette." Sam said skipping to the river—and despite the very awkward situation—laughed all the way there. Forget interesting…today was going to be fun.