"ooo yummy. You are all here!" Molly says. "Wait no. Where is Jake?"
"He is running a little late- he couldn't decide what to wear." Josh laughs.
"well you all look fantastic. momma is in blue and dad is in red. love it. Now everyone follow me-" molly turns and leads us to a decorated room. The room is filled with pink and blue balloons, streamer and glitter.
"You did so good molly." I say.
"Thanks. Everyone gather round- everyone wearing red to the left, everyone in blue to the right." Molly said.
"Did I miss anything?" Jake said.
"Not much, you look so nice." I say.
Jake, molly and I took to the blue side. Josh, Sam and Danny were on the red side. We played many games organized by molly. she truly did do a great job.
"Okay besties, now for what you've been waiting for. Danny. Bring out the drums." She says. Danny wheels out a drum kit.
"When I say go. Pound em danny boy. but first I need mom and dad to come up here. " she says as we make our way. As Sam and I stand before the drums, molly gives Danny the signal. *bang bang*
As the drums rang out, Sam and I were covered in a patch of blue chalk dust.
"ITS A BOY-" I wrap my arms around Sam, he looks at me with tears in his eyes and placed his forehead on mine. He sinks to his knees placing his head on my stomach. molly takes a photo at that moment.
I was going to have a mini Sam kiszka running around in twenty weeks.
Sam was gonna be a dad. I couldn't think of life before him. As we all stand around talking and eating snacks. I look at Sam from the other side of the room. He gave me the Same look he did when we met for the first time. Then all of the memories leading up to this came back to me.
(Strange - Celeste)
*flash back begins*
"Oh- shit. Sorry. Are you lost? I've.. never seen you before." Sam stumbles into me.
"Oh, yeah. I'm new. Looking for AP chem." I say shuffling my books.
"Oh I'm headed there. Shit- the bell. Follow me." He grabs my hand and starts to run.
"What's your name?" He asks slowing down.
"Kenna. Kenna James. You?" I ask
"I'm Sam. Sam kiszka." He says going to his seat.
After school, I'd met up with my older cousin, Danny.
"So how did the first day of school go?" Danny asked.
"It was okay. I made-"
"Hold that thought. I'm really sorry Kenna, but the band needs me today. But mom said I had to bring you too. So get ready." Danny cut me off
"Ok- but I made a friend today. he was tall and he kinda looked goofy. I think his name was Sebastian or something with an S" I say.
"Cool. " Danny brushes me off. "I'm glad you made a friend."
"I remember his name. It's Sam"
-
"Danny. You never have time for me anymore, since you and sam became besties. What about me? Huh? What about me Danny?" I rage.
"you act like I can't have any other friends but you." Danny yells.
"Is this a bad time?" Sam asks
"you know what sam. No it isn't. I'm leaving." I storm off.
As I sit in my bed, I write in my journal in bold letters
~I HATE SAM KISZKA~
But did I really?
*flashback ends*as I snap out of the memory. Sam is now beside of me.
"Whatcha thinkin bout" he asks.
"Funny you should ask that- you." I say.
I watch as he furrows his brows.
"do you remember that day when you walked in on my and Danny were arguing?" I ask
" yeah, that's the day you said you hated me because I intruded on yours and Danny's friendship." He looked down. "Did you really hate me?" He asks.
"The opposite." I say. "I was just jealous."
"I never told you, but I walked to your door that day and I heard you sobbing. I was gonna knock but I felt you didn't wanna see me." Sam confesses.
"I probably would have yelled. So I'm glad you didn't" I say wrapping my arm around him.
"Ya know, it's crazy to think about. We went from total strangers to friends to enemies to lovers-" I say.
"That we did my love, that we did." He kisses my forehead.
"Do you remember the night that I told you we couldn't be friends anymore ?" Sam looks down.
"Yeah. I remember that night well." I say. "A part of my will never forgive Danny for that but a part of me knows that if I don't- " I start.
"I might loose him."
"You will never loose Danny or me. I promise you that. Now, let's go home." Sam says interlacing his fingers with mine.
"I love you, Kenna James."
"I love you too, Sammy kiszka"
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