ZERU'S POV
"Hey Zeru, where are you?" Mikaela's voice floods the phone speaker.
"Still in school, what do you want?"
"Well come pick me up, I'm at home waiting for you."
"Mikaela, what did you fucking say, to Samara." I'm not dealing with her bullshit.
"Nothing!" She whines, I hate her voice.
"I'm not fucking around."
"Fine, I just had a little girl to girl chat, I told her to not touch what isn't hers, and I may or may not have said, that she tired to sleep with you."
"WHAT THE ACTUL FUCK." I yell over the phone.
"What I just wanted to her find her place." She says acting innocent. I stay silent because I know if I talk I won't be able to control what I say.
"You can come and punish me daddy." She says seductively. I cave in, I want her to leave me alone.
"I'll be their in ten."
"Okay Da-." I hang up on her, not wanting her to finish her sentence. I look back to Samara and Sam to see Samara looking back and smiling, her smile, it literally lights up the room, she disappears into the crowd, I follow her eyes to see who she smiling at and it's Sam, I walk over to him, what the fuck does he think he's doing trying to flirt with her.
"Yo Sam, what the fuck?"
"What do you mean bro?"
"You and Samara?" I say back defensively
"Chill, I'm just tryna get a piece of her." He chuckles and slap me across the arm. My fits start to curl at the way he's talking about her, like she just a slam piece.
"Well fucking don't, she hasn't even kissed a guy." Fuck why did I say that.
"For real, she sooo hot, nah now I have to tap. Why do you even care so much?" He asks me.
"Wait, do you like her or something?"
"What no, what the fuck. She's not even that hot, she's a loser and I don't even snoop that low." I say back, why would I even like her, why would she even like me.
"Okay then, ima me tap." He responds back
"I gotta go Mikaela is waiting for me."
"Yeah, I have fucking detention, for smoking in the toilets." He responds back with a pissed off look, we dap each other up and he walk away and I just stand there.
I notice Samara left her locker open, I open it up I know I shouldn't, but... holy fuck, it organised.
SAMARA'S POV
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"Good job Samara, you've gotten into the volleyball team, you have a lot of potential." Coach James pronouns
"Thank you, Coach James." I huff and puff back
"Okay you are all good to go home, practices are on Monday and Wednesday nights and we have our games on Saturday, but I will release any information if anything changes." she says before moving into the next person. I walk to the change rooms debating weather I should change into my uniform or keep my gym clothes on. I'll just keep them on, they are just some Nike pro shorts and a sport bra, I'll put a jumper though, it's late.
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RandomSamara Kim is a typical 17-year-old teenage girl. She is super smart and hardworking, and rather mature for her age. After the death of her father, she was forced to grow up quicker than expected. She even helped her mother with motherly tasks and r...
