SAMUEL Seabury *+ Leebury<3

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i ended up ignoring charles the whole day. well, tried to. london got sick today so... it's just charles and i. still giving him the silent treatment though.

i was just walking home from school, but charles knows my way home, he caught up to me. "sam, why were you ignoring me all of today? did i do anything wrong?" he asks, walking next to me. i'm trying to ignore him. my earbuds are playing devil town by cavetown, and im casually just walking. "samantha, is anything wrong?"

"nothing's wrong, lee." i mumbled, looking down. i never have called him by his last name, so obviously it caught him off guard.

"'lee'? you never call me that. sammy, what's up?" charles questions once more. i sigh, trying to walk faster, to which he walks faster as well. "sam..."

"what?" i blurt out loudly. i'm almost home by this point. i don't live far from the school, so i wouldn't think i'll take too long.

"...sam, i want to make sure if you're alright. you've been off for almost this whole week. it's ever since london came along, you've acted different." charles finishes.

"i want you to be with london, not me." i admit, which was half a lie. i wanted to stay with charles, but i didn't want him to be unhappy. i'm just a waste of air.

"sam, no you don't. it's everytime i'm near my girlfriend you're acting off. i know you, don't act like i don't." charles blurts out.

shit.

"have you not noticed how much she hates me?" i start, "i mean, every time i'm near you, london pulls you away, when i call you charlie, she fucking looks at me weird. she's pretending like you can't have any girl friends."

yeah... girl.

"samantha, obviously she wouldn't know you wanted to be friends. you have to talk to her!" charles answers. this oblivious little...

"it's not that fucking easy, charles!" i yell. he looks at me, slightly wincing. shit... he doesn't like yelling, i forgot... "see? i can't even keep my temper. charles, i feel like you don't care about my fucking feelings,"

and just like that, i walked away from charles.

i don't know what i agreed to, but i went to homecoming alone. i prayed i wouldn't see charles, i really did.

he's dancing on the dance floor alone. feeling horrid in the dress i'm in, i walk around, trying not to look down at my dress. i see john and his friends, and i walk up to them.

"hi," i mutter, grabbing their attention, "is it fine if i hang with you guys?" alex groans, but the rest agree.

"be nice, okay baby?" john asks, and alex couldn't help but nod. "you know me, sam, you also know alex, that's lafayette and hercules!"

i wave awkwardly, and look over at charles. what caught my eye was london kissing some other guy. i hadn't noticed i said it out loud, but i mindlessly say, "what the fuck!?"

it catches alexander's attention, and he raises an eyebrow at me, "what's up?"

"the sky. london's cheating on my best friend!" i whisper-yell, not moving, as flight or fight initiated.

"london? london johnson? fuck, i hate her." he answers, pointing at her, "tried hitting on me, didn't work."

i eye charles, who's getting close to her. i shut my eyes for a minute or two, and i open them again to see a charles storming out and a london trying to run after him.

"sorry guys, i've gotta go." i say urgently, getting up and leaving. i see london go back into the party, and charles sitting against a tree. "you okay?"

he looks up at me in denial, then looking down. "listen, samantha, i genuinely am sorry. i didn't consider your feelings, not at all!"

i look at him, scoffing silently. "you sure this isn't out of pity? i was dramatic as well."

"it's not out of pity; i swear! you were right, london was horrible. i'm sorry..." he trails off. i hear him sigh, then he makes eye contact with me.

"i can't be mad at you. you're my childhood friend, after all," i mention in a soft tone. i know it sounds cliche that i'm forgiving him this fast and all, but he's my best friend! obvious i can't be mad, "but i can't forgive you for choosing london over me. we can forget about it though."

he gently smiles, "thank you, sam. i really appreciate it."

i gently hug him, "don't worry about it, charlie...!"

i'm okay now.