Dream girl

~ Sam Bailey ~

The bell rang signalling the end of the school day. Thank god for that. I was never really popular at school, sure over the years I've had a couple of friends who come and go but it's hard since I move around a lot but somehow I manage to keep my grades up. I've been at this school for 3 months and I was finally starting to adjust.

I packed away my things and started heading towards the door when something made me stop, someone made me stop.

"Hey excuse me wait up" came from behind me

I turned around and I was met face to face with a pretty tall guy, his hair was messily tucked behind his ears and he had hazel eyes. Damn he's fine.

"Yes can I help you?"

He coughed " umm hi I'm Spencer, Spencer Reid I just have to ask- well I'm sorry but tomorrow I have an appointment and I'm going to miss last period physics and well I really don't want to but I cant help- but" he started rambling really fast and I could barley tell what he was saying.

"Woah slow down a second" I let out a little laugh

"Right sorry sorry" he said looking really anxious "I was just wondering if tomorrow after last class I could borrow your notes, I have an appointment and I don't want to fall behind" he said.

"Oh yeah, totally that's fine" I said and he let out a sigh of relief

"Thank you so much it will really help." He looked at me and I nodded with a smile. "Of course it's my pleasure, would you like my cell number and I could email them to you?" I said as I pulled out my cell phone

He frowned "oh uhm I don't have email"

"What" I laughed "seriously you don't have email?"

"No I-i prefer paper, because it's easier to focus without digital distractions" he said avoiding eye contact

"Ohh okay that makes sense, well how about on Wednesday wait outside the school gates just before school and I'll give them to you then?" I suggested

He nodded "yeah that would be great"

"Perfect" I nodded and smiled and then turned to leave

"Oh sorry I didn't catch your name"he said quickly

"Bailey, Samantha Bailey you can just call me Sam" I smiled

"Okay, thank you again. Sam" he nodded

I turned and walked home.

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As I stepped into my house I got an instant almost intoxicating smell of beer & weed. Father's been drinking again. I walked into the living room quietly and I saw him passed out on the floor, half smoked joint in hand and there were about 10 empty beer bottles scattered around him.

I stubbed the joint and I collected the bottles I walked into the kitchen and put them in the recycling can. I wasn't going to wake up father now because I know he won't be in a good mood.

Instead I opened the cupboard to see if there was any food in but there was nothing. I went to the fridge and there were beer bottles and a bit of milk, I reached to the top of the fridge to grab the cereal and I grabbed a bowl and as I went to pour the cereal there was none left.

Fuck me. We really needed food.

I ended up just getting a cup of water and I'll sort something else out later.

I headed to my room and shut the door quietly, I had quite a bit of work to get done so I got my things out and laid it on my mattress on the floor. I still hadn't had the chance to get a proper bed so I just made do with the mattress. It was so quiet so I got up and opened up one of my boxes labelled 'records'. I had a shuffle through and landed on Fleetwood max~ rumours. It was my mums favourite album before she passed. I put it on the ancient record player that was in the corner of my room.