Bouquet

#2

Samantha's POV:

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Beep Beep

I groaned in annoyance as I hit snooze on my alarm for what felt like the thousandth time. I sighed, rolled onto my back, and pulled my pillow over my head. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

Beep Beep

"Uggggg." I finally hit the stop button with a sigh. It was pointless trying to get some extra sleep in.

I rolled out of bed and walked over to my dresser. I slowly opened one of the drawers and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I threw them on before going to my closet and grabbing a hoodie, which I proceeded to throw over my t-shirt.

I sighed before going to the bathroom to brush my hair. As I untangled it, I thought about Rowan. I wonder why he's so interested in me all of a sudden. It's not like I'm super interesting or anything.

I sighed and put the brush down. It's not like I would be able to confirm my theories anyway, so why come up with any?

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Good morning honey! I was wondering when you were gonna get up." My overenthusiastic mother exclaimed. "Hi Mom." I replied tiredly. My mom beamed and offered me an apple. I accepted it with a small smile.

I bit into it as I slid my feet into my worn combat boots and zipped them up. "Bye Mom!" I called, my voice slightly muffled by the chunk of apple. I missed her most likely cheerful response as I hurried out the door to meet Emily.

"What took you so long?" She called through the open window as I ran over and pulled the passenger door open. "Sorry Em, I didn't sleep much last night so I tried to get a few extra minutes in." I replied as I got myself situated. Emily rolled her eyes. "The usual then?" She responded. I nodded curtly before slamming the door shut.

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"Can we stop by Starbucks?" Em pleaded when we were about  halfway to the school. I grinned at my best friend. "Sure." "YES!" She shouted, punching her fist into the air victoriously. I laughed, but my smile quickly faded as my thoughts returned to a certain someone.

"Thinking about Rowan?" Em interrupted my thoughts. "No!" I exclaimed defensively. She raised her eyebrow at my tone and laughed. "You seem awfully defensive." I glared at her and she quickly shut up.

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We drove into the Starbucks parking lot and parked. Em turned back for a second and locked the car. We hurried into the building.

The bell on the door rang as we entered. "Caleb!" Emily shouted with a smile and hurried over to a guy. He was African-American, about 5'8''. His hair was short, but he had dreadlocks. His face lit up when he saw Emily.

She stopped in front of him and they kissed sweetly. I rolled my eyes and walked over. "Hey dude." I acknowledged giving a short wave. Caleb kissed his girlfriend on the forehead before turning toward me. "Hey Sam." He grinned. We did our weird, complicated handshake.

He turned back to his girlfriend to say something, until the barista called his name. He walked over to pick up his drinks. He handed one to Emily, and one to me.

I raised my eyebrow at him. "I made a guess for yours." He said. "I was gonna get one for Em but I assumed you wouldn't want to wait in line while we drank ours." I grinned. "Thanks dude."

We walked back out into the parking lot and parted ways. Emily decided to come with me, which came as a shock. She usually opted to go with her boyfriend instead.

We got into the car and finished the drive to the school.

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Sorry it's been a while! I've been busy and I had writer's block. I hope, if anyone actually reads this, that you liked this chapter!