Chapter 12

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Song: Trouble with Girls by Scotty McCreery

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It had been three weeks since Sam saw Rachel leave the bleachers. This was getting ridiculous and she was a lot to handle at times. The term 'Diva' fit her perfectly, except she was HIS. He didn't want to think of her with someone else. They both could be stubborn, but what annoyed him the most is they are fighting because of a lie. He hasn't done anything, but then again he hasn't been able to get Penny away and hadn't done a good job protecting Rachel.

Sam walked to his porch, guitar in hand and thought of how much trouble girls were at times, but only one girl on his mind. He could see her bedroom window and longed to just hold her once again and tell her how he feels.

The Trouble With Girls (A/N: by Scotty McCreery)

(Sam)

The trouble with girls is they’re a mystery
Something about ’em puzzles me
Spent my whole life trying to figure out
Just what them girls are all about
The trouble with girls is they're so dang pretty
Everything about ’em does something to me
But I guess that’s the way it’s supposed to be

*Rachelwasinherbedroom,listening to Sam singing while packing. She wasreadytogobacktoOhio. Shewasn't mad at him,she was just tired of the drama. It was better to leave now before it got worse. . *

They smile, that smile
They bat those eyes
They steal you with "hello"
They kill you with "goodbye"
They hook you with one touch and you can’t break free
Yeah, the trouble with girls is nobody loves trouble as much as me

*Sam imagined Rachel's chocolate brown eyes, her brunette hair cascading, and she smelled like CherryVanilla.*

They’re sugar and spice and angel wings
And hell on wheels and tight blue jeans
A summer night, down by the lake
An old memory that you can’t shake
They’re hard to find, yet there’s so many of ’em
The way that you hate, that you already love ’em
But I guess that’s the way it’s supposed to be

They smile, that smile
They bat those eyes
They steal you with "hello"
They kill you with "goodbye"
They hook you with one touch and you can’t break free
Yeah, the trouble with girls is nobody loves trouble as much as me

The way they hold you out on the dance floor
The way they ride in the middle of your truck
The way they give you a kiss at the front door
Leave you wishing you could have gone up
And just as you walk away
You hear that sweet voice say…
Stay

They smile, that smile
They bat those eyes
They steal you with "hello"
They kill you with "goodbye"
They’re the perfect drug and I can’t break free
Yeah, the trouble with girls is nobody loves trouble as much as me

There was no one he loved as much as her. Call him crazy, but he was crazy in love with Rachel Barbra Berry. Sam was about to head back in the house, when he heard someone leaving the Berry house. He heard Rachel's uncle, John yell, "Rachel Barbra where are you going? You think running away is gonna solve anything?! I promised your fathers I'd watch over you! Please."

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