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So me and Sam had been driving for about 5 minutes before I realized she went in the complete opposite direction of my house.

"Where are we going Sam," I asked her in a monotone voice.

All fight had left me and if she said Canada I would probably just agree at this point.

"My house. You have blood all over you so I wanted to clean you up before I took you home."

I turned me head away so she couldn't see the little smile finding its way onto my face.

"Well thank you. At least now I can avoid the 20 questions from my dad," I said.

"What about your mom? Wouldn't she freak out?" she questioned.

I looked down, a dark feeling ruining whatever good Sam had made me feel right then.

"I don't think she would considering she isn't even there," I bit out angrily.

Sam looked at me apologetically, "Shit I didn't know I'm sorry Ryin."

"It's alright you didn't know. I've never gotten along with my mom even when I was little. I'm used to it."

She turned her head and stared at me for a few seconds before turning her head back to the road. I layed my head on the window and watched everything fly by.

Soon we pulled up to Sam's house and I started to get a little nervous. I had never been to someone else's house. I wasn't exactly the first kid people wanted to invite over.

As soon as we walked in we were met by two huge pitbulls and a little girl. She was probably about 4 or 5 and she was the most adorable thing I had ever seen. She ran right into Sam's arms giggling the whole time. As soon as she noticed me she stopped.

"Is that the pretty girl?" She said into Sam's ear.

Sam laughed and I blushed turning away.

"Ryin this is little Jamie and Jamie this is Ryin," she happily introduced us. 

Jamie giggled and squirmed right out of Sam's arms and straight to me. She lifted her arms up to me and I picked her up nervously.

"Hi," I said hoping I somehow didn't mess this up like I messed everything else up.

"You act like you've never held a kid before Ryin, do you have any brothers or sisters?"

I turned my head away a bit shyly, "No my parents divorced after having me and they didn't exactly want a kid in the first place so they never made an effort to have another one with anyone else."

"I could be your sister then!!" screamed Jamie.

I chuckled, "Sure you can sweetie."

When I looked up I saw Sam smiling at me and my face instantly began blushing. I don't know how she always did this to me but somehow she managed to make me turn into a tomato 24/7.

Jamie looked at me a little confused, "Samo why does she have paint on her?"

I had forgotten about the blood on me for a second and now Jamie saw it. I never understand why I always have to mess things up.

"That's because at school she was in art and someone dropped paint aalll over her. I took her home to wash her up," said Sam cautiously.

"I know you're lying. But I know your not gonna tell me either so I'm gonna go watch cartoons," she turned and skipped away.

Sam just sighed, "She gets the bullshit detector from me."

I laughed and followed her as she headed to the bathroom. I was a bit nervous but I knew I had nothing to be afraid of and I felt safe with her.

"Here I'm going to get you a T-shirt from my room cause yours has a few stains on them and its a little torn."

This is when I started to panic because the shirt I had on was a long sleeved and without it she was going to see my arm. I began to shake and I could feel my heart beating faster and faster.

She came in and handed me a Flyleaf T-shirt, the fact that Flyleaf is one of my favorite bands almost distracted me from the fear I felt. Oh the joys of music.

I put my head down and grabbed the shirt, "T-Thanks.."

I managed to muster out.

Sam turned her head, "Are you okay? You look a little pale."

I wrapped my arms around my body and put my head down, "Urm well I uh well I don't I can't um well I don't know."

I couldn't form a sentence and I could feel the anxiety begin to take over.

Sam grabbed me and hugged me to her chest, "Hey, it's okay just breath. Look at me, your fine just calm down and explain. I know it's hard but you can."

I took in a deep breath and sighed, "I just can't change in front of people and I only really wear long sleeves and pants because I don't like my body and if I put this on you will be the first person to see any skin besides my face other than my dad."

That whole sentence was one breath but I did say it, and it wasn't really even a lie.

"See look that was all you had to say, I don't really own any long sleeves but I do have a sweater? Will that be better?" She asked.

She was probably one of the most understanding people that I've met.

"Yes, thank you."

She got the sweater and I put it on and she began to clean up my face and knuckles. After about 5 minutes I was clean and I could go home. I would've stayed but the events of the day were wearing on me and I was tired.

"Thank you for helping me and everything, I'm going to go. I will see you tomorrow at school?" I asked.

"Yeah, do you need a ride home?"

"No thank you, I'm going to ride my board." I said.

I went to turn away but thought of something before I did. I turned and hugged Sam very fast and awkwardly but she didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around me. I even think she might've kissed the top of my head. I turned away and sped out the door and for once, I think I am happy with this home I've found.

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