CHAPTER TEN.
2x01: Madmax
"Stephanie Hughes," Sam cooed from her sister's doorframe. "My dear sister. My favorite sister. The light of my life—"
"What do you want, Sam?" Stephanie deadpanned, turning off her Walkman.
Sam's false smile fell. She wandered into Stephanie's room wordlessly.
"Get out of my room!" Stephanie hissed, slamming her Walkman down on her desk and whipping around in her swivel chair to face Sam.
Sam sent her sister an innocent smile, hands clasped behind her back while rocking on her heels.
"You know I love you, right—?"
"Get out!"
Sam sighed, throwing her head back. "Can I borrow your quarters?" she finally asked.
"Borrow?" Stephanie repeated, raising an annoyed eyebrow. "Or steal so you can go to the arcade for an obsessive amount of time?"
Sam gaped, wearing an offended expression. "Steph, I would never—"
"No. You can't," Stephanie answered. "Go ask Corey."
"Corey's going with us!"
"I still don't understand how that happened," Stephanie began, "but seriously. Get out of my room!"
As Stephanie stood up and began shoving Sam toward the hallway, Sam smirked back at Stephanie. "Why? Are you writing love letters to Ro—?"
"OUT!" Stephanie yelled.
She slammed her door right in Sam's face.
Sam turned around, finding that Corey was waiting right outside Stephanie's room. But, Sam had to admit, she already knew Corey was right there.
With a mischievous smile, she pulled her hands out of her jacket's pockets to reveal five quarters in each hand: ten quarters stolen from Stephanie's room when Stephanie was too busy berating Sam to notice.
Corey nodded. "Alright, let's go before she notices."
He himself showed ten quarters of his own, meaning they had twenty in total. The party was going to flip.
They started to run out of the house, so momentarily blinded by their mission to swindle Stephanie that they forgot about one other hindering factor.
"The fuck do you two think you're doing?"
Sam and Corey paused in their tracks, turning in unison to face Uncle Dan on the couch. The cousins made eye contact before their gazes faced him again.
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The Long Game, Lucas Sinclair
Teen Fiction[COMPLETE UNTIL SEASON 5] You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering. "But I'm in it for the long game." "I'll play the long game." Lucas Sinclair x...
