"Yo Caylen" I said walking through the doors. Lately I've been hanging out with him a lot. I've been ignoring the feeling I get in my chest when I see him, but I don't think I can anymore. What does it mean?
"Sammy Poo! Your here!" Yep, still calling me Sammy
"My names not Sammy." I said in a voice that didn't care anymore.
"Whatever Sammy, come sit down." He insisted
"So I have an idea. I'm going on a road trip and I want you and only you to come with." He told me
"Uh... I don't know Caylen"
"Come on Sam. You have to come! It's gonna be so much fun!"
"So we are leaving in two weeks on Friday." He said without giving me time to fight back. I guess I'm going. Whatever I probably would've ended up giving in anyways so I didn't object.
"Wow someone isn't used to being said no to. But it's ok I'll come. How long will we be gone?"
"Until the end of spring break" wow ok
"Where are we going?" I asked
"Wherever the road takes us."
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What You Do To Me (JC Caylen fanfiction)
FanfictionA JC Caylen fanficition Hi my name is Sam. Don't call me Sammy. I shouldn't have been so stubborn. I shouldn't have gone to the party, now I'm left to pick up the pieces.
