Sammy Wilkinson ^^
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Huffing I lay in my bed silently, it's been a full 45 minutes since I've seen Sammy. Kaye crashed earlier and Tyler is out looking about in his car I protested to come but he said he needed alone time. So instead I decided to watch a movie, putting it on, I pull out my phone when it vibrated.
Sammy: Hey! I was waiting
for your text, thought you might have forgotten.
Me: never ;), so what are we planning on doing tomorrow?
Sammy: well there is a beach not to far from the school. We could go there maybe?
Me: yeah sure
Sammy: alright it's settled, I'll pick you up around twelvish?
Me: yeah sounds good
Sammy: see you tomorrow then, I have to go to sleep, eyes are killing me talk soon x
Me: ok you big wuss, see you then goodnight.
Sammy: night Everlyn x
Sammy was a very nice person, he wasn't like the other boys back in Australia. Sighing I threw my phone on the carpet and laid there. Instantly Nate came to my mind and I realised I haven't spoken to him since I saw him back in Australia, my phone was on the floor. Why did I throw it? So dumb Everlyn!
Picking my lazy body up, dragging my feet across to the floor I flop down on my bean bag and reach for my phone. But just I was about to text him, the caller ID showed Nate and a silly photo of him.
"Hello?"
It was loud on the other end, glass clink and what sounded like dropped and shattered.
"Nate you there?"
He giggled and shooshed someone "Eves? I -- I... wannnt a drsgon"
huh? is this boy on crack?
"What?" I said, the yells and screams got loud as did the music that was loudly playing in the background, he was still shooshing that mysterious person. "Nate are you drunk?" I asked. He giggled "nope. Not at all" he slurred those last words "yeah I'm sure, how much have you drank?"
"3, 4, 8 what's before 2?" He asked. This is not good. The last time Nate got drunk he ended up in hospital from a bad cut.
"Nate? You need to go home and get some rest"
He told me to be quiet for a second "why---ant....yoooou here? I miss yoooou soooo much" his drunk talk was always cute but I can't be there to rescue him this time when he falls. Literally.
"Nate please listen to me! I want you to go home and get some sleep" he ignored my remark and continued talking about some cat.
"I love you" he said, he managed to get that out perfectly fine "your drunk. Go home! Sleep and I'll talk to you tomorrow"
"but.. I ---- can't. It's Imm - a .. Possi.. Ble"
Far out!
"Why?"
"Because I'm locked in the shower" he huffed in annoyance.
"Nate you aren't locked in the shower just lightly push on the glass" he did and squealed in delight "thanks eves I knew I could count on you baby"
Those words made me dread, how I wish none of the betrayal went down between us.
"Will you go home and sleep?" I said trying to listen carefully to his response "yes mame!" I heard the phone drop and he quickly fumbled to pick it up. "I'll be calling to check on you tomorrow Nate"
"it's Skate baby. Goodnight love you" he hung up before I could say anything. Fuck Nate!
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Fixing a broken girl
Teen FictionA girl named Everlyn Misicarda, finds herself moving out of Australia to California, trying to run away from the nightmare she had always feared when she was just 9 years old. Everlyn's older brother was stolen and even when she's a mature young wom...
