STILL SAM!

I awoke with a massive head ache, all I could see was a blure, but I could tell someone was looking down on me, my vision started to clear only to see the most terifying, gut renching crime agenst nature. Jack.

"My buble, my buble." I said pushing him away and standing up. I looked at Tiff who was still knocked out, Jack followed my gaze to Tiffany. She laid there in the shadow of the trees, a sleeping beauty in the sand unaware of the caos around her, her hair was swaying in the breeze, she looked pale. She looked as though she had no marks, I was so captivated that I didn't notice Jack run up to her and give her CPR. I laughed as he gave her rescue breaths, her eyes popped open in the midal of a rescue breath and let out a scream that made the entire beach fell silent.

"Get away from me you little nasty!" She screamed scrambleing to her feet she walked over to me.

"Sam, Sam?" She was asking but I was spaced from the whole beach and caos, across the beach was the cutest boy I ever sceen. He had messy blonde hair, blue eyes that I could see from a mile away, but he was 30 feet away, when our gaze met he smiled, everything was slow now, but a wierd thing was, he wasn't scraped, dirty, or breaking a sweat. Evan Tiff was beat up now that she was closer, her face had a scrape across her forehead, and her hand was bleeding a little. He walked towerds us.

"One word, other!" She wispered, she walked away. When he finaly got to me I was smiling and had my flirt face on.

"Hi, I'm Jon." He said with a Minnesota accent that almost made me swoon, my famly came from Minnesota, well my dad's side. I flashed back.

FLASH BACK

I sat in the car, I felt sick 'cause we've been driving since 9 A.M., I looked down at my hand that was white just like the snow on the ground out side, it's been snowing since St. Louis. My dad slid a little. I felt like I was about to barf, the entire ride all I had was chips and a 10 piece chicken nugets from Mick Donalds, beef jerky, and a milk shake that whent out of date in October. (It was the day after Christmas.) I was hugging my penguin. Finaly after we arived in Fair Fax to visit my grandma I passed out in the basement. No internet connection, no cell phone reception, it was torcher! One day when we went sledding at Herman the German, I busted my butt in front of boys, here's what happened.

I was walking up the hill which isn't snow, but ice. I didn't have snow boots on so it was slick. I wanted to show off so I went to the top. Then dropped my sled, so when I tryed to grab it I slipped and rolled down the hill and landed in a pile of snow. But I wasn't the only one who emberised there selves. My cousin was trying to show off at the out door ice skating rink, so he saw these girls and took off his jacket and walked out on the ice, he slipped, and my little cousin said I could see your under pants! Ha!

REALITY

I snaped back and stared into his beautyful eyes.