Chapter 2

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S'up peps?

Hope you like the book

-Duckie

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"Sam?" A husky voice snorted.

"You gotta problem with that name punk?" I said cooly, pealing off my glasses. I turned my head slowly, my eyes wide. I gave him a glare that could freeze hell over. He looked away.

"Nope," He said leaning back in his chair. He was tall and very good looking.

I'm not gonna lie

He was smoking hot.

But does that mean I like him?

No.

"Good," I said icily and looked back up at Nick Burns with a very nice smile.

Everyone was staring at me open mouthed.

My voice went back to it's radiating respect, calm and cool manner. It flowed like silk out of my mouth.

"Mr. Burns I'm very sorry for that outburst, I jst do not like it when people think of my name as a guys as I am obviously a girl."

"I think I'm going to like having you working here Sam Peyton," Mr. Burns smiled.

"Sammy can you take me down to get a cookie?" Blake said reaching out for me.

"If your father agrees," I said silkily.

"Of course," Mr. Burns said holding out Blake. i grabbed him and placed him on my hip. I smoothed my shirt out and turned to the boy.

"It was nice to meet you Nick," I said holding out my hand.

His mouth dropped open.

"Cat got your tounge?" I smiled calmly. He shut his mouth with a snap.

"No."

"Are you going to shake my hand or be a rude jerk?" I asked smoothly raising an eyebrow.

Mr. Nick Burns was having a hysterical fit of laughter. Black played with my braid of hair.

Nick Jr. stood up and grabbed my hand.

"It was nice to meet you Samantha," he said huskily his lips brushing my knuckles as he brought my delicate hand up to his mouth.

"The pleasure would be all mine . . . if that was my name," I said calmly.

"Oh?" He asked still not letting my hand go. His black hair was elegantly messy and his deep green eyes held mine. His breath fanned across my fingers.

"No, it is just Sammy Peyton. Nothing more . . . " I said giving him an icy lopsided smile letting my hand fall out of his. " . . . Nothing less."

"I hope I can ake your aqaintence again," he said incling his head.

"It would be all of your pleasure I'm sure," I said. His eyes glazed over icily.

He was about to reply when a roar of laughter cut him off.

"Damn Nick you've just been told!" A short blonde boy with sparkly blue eyes came in. He wasn't as good looking as Nick.

He looked about the same age as Nick, around twenty.

The blonde dude went to stand beside Mr. Burns. mr. burns was briht red trying to hold in laughter.

"Hey i'm Tommy," The blonde dude said holding his hand out. I grabbed it with my free hand and Tommy leaned down to elegantly press his lips to my knuckles. "Enchantee."

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