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~Sam POV~

We got to the Groovy Smoothy fifteen minutes ago and we have said nothing at all to each other. Isn't that why she brought me here? TO TALK! Then say something, dammit! All I hear is slurping of Smoothie's and the sound other peoples annoying voices, and it's irking the hell of out me! Enough of this.

"Are we going to talk or not?" I asked.

Jade huffed. " I was waiting for you to say something."

"Well I just said something."

Staring.

"What!"

"Sorry, I was just, is that a scar?" Jade asked me as she gently touched my face.

"Don't touch it!"

More Staring.

"What, now you expect me to tell you how I got it?"

"Yeah, that's why we came here" Jade said. "To tell each other things."

"Well you don't get to know."

"Barbie. You can tell me." Jade said.

"We're not friends, and we never will be, so stop asking me to tell you things." I said as I got up and left.

I was walking really fast and by the time I heard someone call my name. I was already two blocks away.

I was expecting it to be Jade, but I was wrong. My eyes widened and I couldn't breathe. I've been trying to avoid this.

It was Carly.

"Sam!" Carly yelled to me.

"What do you want Carlotta?" I spat back.

"Sam come on. You're calling me Carlotta now?"

"That's your name isn't it? Well unless you like bitch better."

"I said I was sorry!"

"And now I'm saying I don't give a shit."

She wouldn't shut up! The volume of her voice just kept increasing and increasing. I spun on my heel and started to run but of course I collided with those same blue eyes.

~Jade POV~

Barbie was right in front of me. She looked panicked, as if she was deciding if she should run or just stay there.

"Sam!" I heard someone call.

It was that creepy polite girl I met. Was her name Charlie?

"Come on!" Sam said to me as she my pulled wrist in her direction.

"Sam stop!" Charlie begged.

I didn't know what was happening but something tells me that Barbie and this girl knew each other and that something bad happened between them.

"WHAT?" Sam yelled.

"Why can't you just listen to what I have to say?" Charlie whined.

The look in Barbies eyes was devastating. She looked like she was in pain. She was crying now.

"You NEVER listened to what I had to say. EVER! Everything was about you. Nothing good ever happens to me, and you knew that. The one time something good happened to me you ruined me and left me broken." Sam managed out through her tears. " You said I didn't deserve him, and I actually believe you now. Just don't talk to me ever again."

That was all Charlie needed to hear to actually shut up. I thought it was over, but no, this war between these two was far from over.

"Sam! What about all the times you hurt me?" Charlie asked.

"No! Don't you dare try and put this on me!" Sam said back.

"Remember the time I had the opportunity to go to that sleep away camp in Upstate New York?" Charlie asked. "Remember how you purposely sabotaged it so you wouldn't alone?"

"That's not the same." Sam said.

"It is." Charlie said back. "We both did and or said very selfish things."

"What are you trying to prove?" Sam asked.

"That we both made mistakes and were both sorry for them." Charlie responded.

"Wrong." Sam said quickly. " I WAS sorry. I was so sorry that I couldn't sleep for days. I KNEW how MUCH going to the camp that your mother went meant to you. I WAS so sorry, and as a person with a heart I TRULY still am." Sam said. "But you, no. You are an attention craving bitch!"

Oh God, I honestly didn't know what to do at this point. Should I intervene?

"Am I?" Charlie asked. " Do you know what going to that camp meant to me? All I wanted to do was have that connection with my mom! I couldn't just have that?"

"I'm sorry okay! As a human being with a heart I am truly sorry!" Sam screamed.

"No! You deserved everything I said to you! To know how it felt! Charlie yelled.

"So that's what that was about?" Sam asked. "To get me back?"

"Yay! You finally figured out something!" Charlie cheered.

"FUCK YOU!" Sam spat.

" Funny that you said that. Charlie said. "Because it seems that you already did."

Once I heard those words. I was like I was flying. I couldn't feel my feet, but they were moving. Moving fast.

I honestly don't know why I ran. Was it because Sam could be gay?

Was it because that what Charlie said could have been true?

I have no answers what so ever, but I do have a question.

"Why did I feel so uncomfortable all of a sudden?

OH MA GOSH! I have not updated since October! My apologies. I didn't receive the amount of reviews I looked forward to for the other chapter, so I thought that this story was just stupid and pointless. But more people started adding this story and or me to their alerts, and wrote more reviews, and I was just able to write again. Not to sound desperate, BUT I AM VERY DESPERATE FOR A REVIEW! One word? Please? A good review. A bad. I don't care! Forgive me, but come on its 12:17 am, im tired, and my brother needs the computer so I'm being rushed, so please just cut me some slack if there are any spelling or grammar errors. Just tell me about it and I will correct it as soon as possible. I hope this chapter was okay, but I am not perfect, and I cannot please everyone. Thanks for everything!