Let It Rain Pennies

=Eleven=

Sam POV
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I walked to my car and leaned against the drivers side, waiting for her to get her ass out here so we could skedaddle out of this MoFo.

"Hey Sam!" I guy with a buzz cut, straight leg jeans and, an Adidas shirt ran up to me.

"Great...Evan from Social Studies." I mumbled under my breath.

"Yo Sam, I got a question." He huffed and puffed from running all the way from the other side of the parking lot.

"What's that? If it's notes, you're asking the wrong guy."

"No, no, I just was wondering if your willing to give up your plans tonight."

   "Plans? With who?"

   "You know, that side piece you've got."

   "Side piece? I'm sorry, who are you talking about?" I pushed myself off of my car, to where I was standing straight up with my arms crossed.

   "You're friend? The one you brought to school? Don't you have plans?"

   "No, what does it matter?"

   "She free then? For me to slide in if you know what I mean?" He smirked, winking at me smugly.

   "No, she's not." I grit my teeth.

   "What?" Evan chuckles, "I mean the whole school knows you've done it or whatever—but you don't have to gate-keep."

"We never did it dumbass. And she's not looking to date anyone right now."

"Doubt that."

I glanced into the background and see her smiling and waving at me. I glared at Evan, "Fuck off Evan, she's not available."

"Whatever," he rolled his eyes, "She's a slut anyway, James says so."

I closed my eyes, "Oh no..." an anger start to build up from my gut all the way to my Fingertips. The muscles in my arms to tingle is a slowly bald a fist with my right hand. And without even thinking I threw a punch at Evan LeBlont. Hitting guns square in the jaw.

   "SAM!" She sped up and to reach my car as everyone crowded around my parking spot.

   Evan had fallen to the ground. He slowly straightened up and held his face, "You son of a bitch."

   "Get in the car...now." I looked at her and pulled open The driver side door, and heading Evan and shoving him backwards a bit.
She ran to the other side and slammed the door shut.

"What were you thinking?!" She punched my arm. I inhaled sharply through my teeth.

"Ow! What the fuck?!"

"Why'd you punch him?" She was distraught at the thought of me throwing hands with someone...cute.

I put the car in the verse and peeled out of the parking spot and sped out of there. "He called you a slut because you didn't want to date anyone."