"Yo! Ariana get down here!" Sammy shouts from the bottom of the stairs. I hear Sammy start up the stairs. "Sammy chill I'll be down in a second." I say, throwing jeans on. I just woke up and Sammy, one of my closest friends was making me to go to the local fair as soon as it opened. I hear Sammy lean on my door. "Ariana! Let's gooo!" I grab a tee shirt from my dresser. It's a plain white tee shirt but it'll have to do. "Come in hoe." I call through the door. Sammy enters my room. "Wow Ari. You look terrible." I flip him off and he laughs at me. "Okay let me comb my hair brush my teeth and we be outta here." I say. "Fine even though you already took like five years to throw jeans and a tee shirt on. Oh and by the way, I can see your bra." He says, smirks, and walks out of the room. I look down. You can see my red and black bra through the tee shirt. Well, I didn't think that one through. I take off the tee shirt and as I'm looking for another darker shirt, Sammy comes into the room again. "Oh and- Damn Ari." he says playfully, looking at my bare chest. I grab a pair of pajama pants off the floor and hug them to my chest. "Sammy get out!" I squeal and throw a slipper at him. "Okay okay," he said and backed out of the room laughing. I throw on a black bob Marley tee shirt, brush my hair, put on some eye makeup, grab socks and my all black nikes and head out of the room. When I get downstairs, Sammy is MIA. I walk outside, maybe he'll be in the car already. When I walk outside Sammy is sitting Indian style on my driveway a piece of chalk in his hands. I look at the driveway, and in white chalk reads, "Ari, will you go out with me?" I look up from the driveway and Sammy is waking towards me. "Ari, will you?" He says grabbing my hands in his, his eyes wide, like a puppy. Only one word comes to mind.
"No."
Nahhhhhhhhh I'm just kidding
"Yes!"
