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Sam woke up refreshed. It was the best night of sleep she had in a long time. She sat up and swung her legs over to the edge of the bed. Sam pushed herself off her mattress with her hands. She slowly sauntered to her mirror and looked into it. What she saw horrified her. Her hair was wild on the one side she had slept. Her hands attacked the hair in hopes to tame it. She had taken a shower last night and fallen asleep on her wet hair. Big mistake. The brush was not helping enough to her liking.
"Definitely a hat day," She said to her reflection.
Sam was now going to be late. She quickly threw open her closet and stepped into a pair of sweats and slipped a band t-shirt over head. She then grabbed a beanie and pulled it onto her head securely.
Sam made her way down to the kitchen. She noticed a bowl in the sink, a sign that Brooke had already left. She felt relieved. She grabbed a banana and drove to school. Once there she popped a few pills and put a few in her pen before tackling her first class.
She already had her Physics books in her bag, so she headed straight for class. No one was in the room when she entered so she took her seat and looked out the window. Thoughts and images bombarded her mind. She tried to push them back down inside. Great the drugs are not doing their job. Brooke was still in the forefront of her mind. She was becoming angry with herself for letting her feelings get the best of her. I wish my life was easier. I could of died saving Brooke and rested in peace, but no I have to see her every day. It makes my heart ache. Why can't the drugs heal me of this pain. Sam wanted so badly to get over Brooke. She felt as if she was a piece of cracked glass just waiting for herself to shatter to the point of no repair.
With her elbows now on the table and her head resting in her hands she felt a tear rolled down the side of her face. She brought her hand up to wipe it away, but paused and traced her scar. More memories flooded her mind and she tried to hold back the tears that were now quickly escaping her tear ducts.
Sam was completely lost in her thoughts that she hadn't realized that students were filing into the room.
"Sam?" Brooke softly spoke.
Before removing her hands from her face she wiped her the tear trails that thank fully didn't stain her skin, for she hadn't put on any eyeliner this morning. She ten cleared her throat but didn't turn to Brooke, she couldn't look Brooke in the face without breaking down in her vulnerable state.
Brooke saw Sam sitting with her head resting in her hands. She then spotted Nicole smirking towards Sam from behind and figured that Nicole had said something to hurt her.
Brooke took her seat softly and said Sam's name. She saw Sam wipe her cheeks in haste as if trying to make it seem that it was just a hair on her face. Sam cleared her throat and Brooke though Sam might say something but to her dismay Sam just looked at the front of the class silently. Brooke caught sight of Sam's red-rimmed, puffy eyes, she felt her heart break for Sam. Sam was upset and she couldn't do anything about it
She wished she had the courage to tell Sam that she cared for her deeply and not in a sisterly way. She couldn't do that to Sam who was so fragile. Plus Sam would probably never speak to her again for she would feel weird around her. Even though Sam didn't talk with her now she couldn't deal with the possibility that when Sam final would open up, she would of cost herself the chance of ever being friendly with Sam. She couldn't live with losing that possibility. Sam I'm here and I love you, at least that is what I think, I'm feeling.
The day went quickly for Sam she was punched out and went to her car, which Becca was waiting for her at.
"Shit, girl you look like a wreck," Becca looked her open and down shaking her head.
"Thanks, thanks a lot bitch," Sam unlocked the car for both of them to get in.
"Ok, no fighting. We're going to my house before the party. You need to change," Becca said as they pulled out of the parking lot.
"I've just had a bad day ok," Sam broke the silence.
"Do you want to go to this party? Because we can just hangout tonight and talk," Becca looked at her friend concerned.
"Yes, let's party," Sam ended the conversation as they pulled into the driveway. I do not want to talk. Anything but talking is good.
They entered Becca's house. She lived with her mother, who was divorced two times, and a younger half sister.
"Hi, Sam nice to see you again," Becca's mother looked up from her laptop as they walked by the living room. "Do you two want some food?"
Becca looked to Sam and Sam shook her head.
"No I think we're fine," Becca said cheerfully to her mother.
"Well if you two want any food there is some leftovers in the fridge," Becca's mom smiled.
They started up the stairs when Becca's mom spoke again.
"Honey, are you going out tonight?"
"Yeah mom we're just going to get ready and then leave, I'm not sure when I'll be home though."
"That's fine. Just be careful ok. I don't want to have to bail you out," Becca's mom added a little humor with the last part, but was still dead serious.
They went up stairs to Becca's room. Sam took a seat on the bed as Becca rifled through her closet for outfits for both of them.
"I'm glad that we wear the same size," Becca stated as she pulled out a few articles of clothing only to put them back.
She pulled out a very short black dress for herself and threw it on the chair behind her. She then grabbed at short denim skirt and a quite revealing top.
"I hope to God that you wore something sexy under your clothes," Becca threw the top and skirt at her.
"Yes, I did," Sam held the clothes in each hand in front of her. "Are you trying to make me look like a whore?"
"Oh, come on Sam it's not like you will know anyone there," Becca started to strip.
Becca slipped into her little black dress and straightened it out in the mirror. Sam hadn't moved from the bed.
"Come on Sam loose the sweats," Becca turned back towards Sam.
Sam did feel comfortable stripping with someone in the room. Yes Becca had seen you half naked the other night but they were still kind of buzzed. It was also dark so Becca probably hadn't seen her scars.
"Sam I promise I'll keep my hands to myself," Becca grinned and over exaggerating by moving her hands behind her back.
"Ha, ha, ha. I'm not afraid of you molesting me," Sam gave a small grin back. "It's just…well…I have a lot of scars and I don't feel comfortable with my body."
"Sam I saw the scars the other night. I just didn't want to bring it up because it was not the right time and it would only made you feel worse," Becca was no longer grinning.
"Oh, well thank you for not saying anything," Sam started to change.
She pulled on the skirt and noticed that it barely covered her ass and scars.
"Really, Becca? Can I be any skankier? " Sam lifted her eyebrow up at Becca?
"Yes, put on the shirt," Becca threw the shirt at her, which had been left on the bed.
Sam rolled her eyes and slipped the shirt over her head and adjusted it. It was extremely low cut to the point that, if she wasn't wearing a bra, one sudden move would cause her to fall out of it.
"Wow, that's hot, but the hat has to go," Becca came up and yanked Sam's hat off. "Oh shit, bad hair day huh?"
"I didn't have time this morning to straighten it out," Sam tried to smooth out the mess.
"Well, I'll go plug the straightener in," Becca went to the bathroom. "Try taming it with the brush first."
Sam brushed her hair till Becca called her into the bathroom.
"I can see the brush didn't do anything," Becca said as she started to straighten Sam's hair.
After Sam's hair was fixed, Becca curled her hair. They found some good sexy shoes and headed were ready to get to the party. Becca and Sam walked down the hall only to be stopped by Becca's 16 year old half sister, Lexi. She looked at both of their outfits before crossing her arms.
"Are you really going out like that?" Lexi questioned them. She was the opposite of Becca she was not the party girl type she was the "Get into an Ivy League College Girl" she spent time taking extra classes and studying. "You look like streetwalkers."
"Nice, Lexi. You're so supportive," Becca pushed her out of the way.
"Just trying to look out for you," Lexi entered her room.
Sam and Becca walked down the stairs and passed the living room, but Becca's mom was nowhere in sight. Sam was glad because even though Becca's mom seemed cool about a lot of things she had a feeling that no one's mom would like to see their daughter leave the house looking the way they did.
Sam drove and Becca gave directions to the warehouse. They found it without any issue. There was a pretty full gravel parking area behind the building but they were able to find a spot. They could hear the music vibrating through the walls as they walked along the building to the entrance. They got to the door and a muscular man was standing guard with a list in one hand.
"Wow Stacy actually got a bouncer and a list," Becca said as they stopped in front of the man.
"Names?" he said loudly over the music.
"Becca Conner"
"Sam McPherson"
The man looked down his list then slid the door open for them.
"Have fun ladies"
"Oh, we will" Becca grabbed Sam's hand and pulled her in.
They entered the large warehouse with dim lighting and music blaring. The DJ was in a corner spinning away and at another corner was a full bar. Sam was looking for something to loosen her up. She pulled Becca to the bar where they both did three shots.
"We need to find Stacy. I want the party favors that she had last time," Becca leaned over to Sam's ear and yelled over the music.
Sam wanted something but wasn't sure if MDMA was a good idea, because of what happened last time. They both leaned against the bar looking out at the crowd trying to spot Stacy. Someone walked into Sam's vision line and stopped. Sam was trying to look around them but was unable to. She tapped the girl on the shoulder. The blonde turned around.
"Spam!" Nicole of all people was blocking her path.
"Satan!" Sam drew her hand back quickly and then looked over at Becca.
"Satan? I take it you two know each other," Becca said confused then downed another shot.
"This is the girl that saw me the other night," Sam said loudly into Becca's ear.
"No, hard feelings Sam let me buy you a drink. I'll buy both of you a drink," Nicole walked up to the bar next to Sam and waved the bartender over.
"N.."
"That's would be great," Becca cut Sam off.
Sam gave her the death glare but Becca was all about a free drink.
"Sam loosen up and have a good time, let her pay for a drink you don't have to like her. Its free booze," Becca looked at Sam.
Nicole had two mojitos in her hand when she turned to them. They took them and she left them to enjoy. They drank them in a short time. Becca spotted Stacy and waved her over.
"Hey girls, what do you think?" Stacy lifted her hands and motion around her.
"Best fuckin party of the year," Becca responded.
"So did you get any party favors yet?" Stacy asked.
"Nope, we were hoping you would have some," Sam looked eagerly.
"Yeah, I got some more MDMA," Stacy pulled out a little baggie.
"Hell yeah," Becca pulled out a pill and then went out to the dance floor.
Stacy offered Sam one but Sam didn't want any MDMA.
"You said you would have other stuff for me," Sam shook her head. "Do you have anything stronger than my usual?"
"Ok fine. Yes I happen to have something stronger," Stacy went to the other side of the counter to get some. "Here" she gave Sam two pills. "Don't take them at the same time though, you understand me."
"Yeah," Sam grabbed the pills.
Stacy left and Sam was standing alone. She was starting to feel funny and she hadn't even taken the drugs yet. She tried to remember how much alcohol she had already consumed but as the effects started to get stronger she realized that it wasn't the alcohol. Nicole you fuckin' bitch. Her drink had been spiked and she was pretty sure it was with MDMA. She placed the pills in the pocket of her denim skirt. She couldn't take them now there was no need.
As she left the bar to go dance she felt her anger leave her body. She was dancing and could feel the music pulse through her body.
Nicole saw her opportunity to put some MDMA in Sam's drink. It happened a lot easier then she expected. She was afraid the Brooke would show up before she had the chance. The bartender set the drinks down and Nicole snuck a look towards Sam and her friend. Seeing that they were still talking she dumped some powder into Sam's drink. She then handed them each a drink before walking away.
She watched from a far. She saw Becca take off to dance leaving Sam at the bar with Stacy. Sam turned down the drugs and said something before Stacy went around to the other side of the bar. She saw Stacy hand something else to Sam, which Sam this time took. Sam turned around and the look on her face said it all. She could tell the Sam was now starting to feel the effects of the drugs. She saw Sam slip the pills into her pocket before heading to the dance floor and letting the drugs take over her body.
Nicole just took a sip of her drink and found a perfect spot to watch the drama to unfold. Just as she found a spot she saw the door to the warehouse open. False alarm but she was sure that any second Brooke would walk through. There is no way that Harrison wouldn't want to come especially when he was invited. He would beg Brooke till she agreed. Any minute now but until then Nicole decided to watch Sam.
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