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A/N I am making Vanessa Hudgens (who plays Sam) have longer hair cause I want it that way. Love you all!

Sams POV

As the blue surface came rushing towards me I held out my arms so I don't face plant into the ground.

"Bitch." I mumble low enough so Bella doesn't hear.

She thinks she is so superior to me. Just because she's a slut and knows everyone's secrets doesn't make her popular. That stupid dumb blonde.

"You nerd, you don't deserve to even live! Look at you! You're fat, have no fashion sense, quiet, always have your head in books and are just all round rude!" Well that's a bit ironic...

She may not be fat, quiet - definitely not quiet let me tell you - or reads but her fashion sense is shorts which could classify as a belt, with a top which might as well be her bra, and she just pushed me! Please don't tell me that's not rude...

After abusing me the millionth time in the hallway she leaves me alone. I sit on the ground a bit and think, could I skip this once?

Nope you promised!

I'm right, I promised him I'd try...

After getting of my butt I collect my scattered books and paper work and head to English/History.

-LUNCH-

I sit alone at a table made for 2 people. Seeing as I was alone here and had no friends it seemed like the only option...

I looked down at myself, seeing only my baggy jumper, leggings and uggs. My brown hair that reached the bottom of my ribs when it was up in a high ponytail. I had brown eyes that looked like melted chocolate while my hair was the sort of brown you see moss growing out of. I always thought I was misplaced but now that I'm acting out who 'I am',I feel the way Bella speaks to me is true.

I shouldn't listen to them. I mean I street fight and street race! He always said I looked beautiful.

He also always said he'd always be there for me. But he isn't.

I don't know why I let my conscious get to me but it does. So before people see me break down I run out of the cafeteria, leaving behind my bought sandwich and head home. I could miss my double of P.E. for one day.

-BACK AT SAMS HOUSE-

I held my photos close to my chest, over my heart where he said he'd always be. In my heart.

I feel my eyes slowly drooping, the darkness - where I see him - was willing to take me away for a few short......sweet hours. I immediately let the sleep and him whisk me away from reality.

-DREAM-

As I walk through the long grass all I can think is where is he?

I see the farmiliar brown hair that haunts my every thought and graces my every dream.

"Nick!" I call him. He turns facing me and runs up to me, crushing me in a hug. He kissed the tip of my nose and my forehead.

"I miss you sooooooo much Sam."

"As I do you."

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