Another Move

Chapter Three

I was sitting on top of the stairs waiting for Sam to come. I woke up at like 8:30 and got ready - shower, blow dry my hair, straighten my hair, and then find an outfit. Which finding al of my stuff was kind of hard, because most of it was all in the boxes. I turned out wearing black and white flower patterned skinny jeans, white sandals, a white button up tank top with a light blue tank top under that, a few silver bracelets, and an over the shoulder bag. It has a British flag on it. 'A going away satchel' from Hazel, Alexys, and Courtney. I looked at my watch - blue polka dots with a white background - that I got from Finn as a going away present. They acted as if it was a huge deal, me going away. Jack got me an iPod case, which had pop art of The Beatles on it - we both have a undying love for The Beatles. Dan got me like two things of Nutella, and Phil got me a plastic blue rose and said 'Our friendship will last as long as this flower lives.' with a smile. Phil's like my older brother.

"Hey you still there?" My mom poked my head as she walked up the stairs.

"What? Yeah. Just thinking of London and everyone there." I smiled as I tilted my head back to meet her glance.

"They'll have to visit sometime honey." She suggested.

"Nah, you can just adopt them." I said. "Or they can adopt me. Either way is good."

Mom just laughed and went into her room. A second later she stepped just outside her door. "Do you know when you'll be back?" 

"Um, I'm not sure. Why?"

"I just want you to be back so you can unpack today too. Ummm is 9 or 9:30 okay?" Geez mom that's more than enough. But more time to be with Sam! Hell yes!

"Ah, yeah that's perfect. Thank you mom!" I got up and hugged her. "You're the best."

"Yeah yeah." She smiled and went into her room again.

"KNOCK KNOCKITY KNOCK BEEP BOOP BLEEP I'M HERE!" I'm guessing that's Sam.

"He's here! Bye mom!" My dad was at work, so I couldn't say bye to him.

"Bye! Have fun! Don't get in trouble!"

"I won't!" I opened the door and smiled. I could smell his cologne. Damn he smelled good. He was wearing a Pepsi tank top, purpe shorts, blue Converse, and a snapback with the Batman logo on it. "Nice choice." I nodded towards his hat while closing the door behind me. "Batman's cool." I smiled. I finally get to be with Sam again. Megan. Stop being a creeper. You just met him yesterday You barely know anything about him. All you know is his name, his job, and he has two friends. That you know of. Okay! Geez! Quit spacing off!

"Megannnn..." Sam waved his hand in front of my face. "Which hat do you like better?" He pointed to his Batman one, and then a Motley Crue one that suddenly appeared from behind his back.

"Ah, Motley Crue! I love them!"

"Me too." Sam smiled as he put it on my head.

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"And this, is Kian's house. C'mon. Let's go." He led me around to the side of Kian's big blue house. "I told him to be up by now. And Jarrad should be with him." Then he went into Kian's little shed. Apparently he didn't lock it. "And this is how we make sure he's awake." He smiled as he set it against the wall.

"Couldn't we just use the front door?" I asked. Surely they have a door.

"Gee I woulda never thought of that." He spoke sarcasm. "That's no fun. Sometimes I scare the living shit out of him. It's hilarious." They sounded like great friends. "You or me?" He asked.

"Me." I normally wouldn't do this. Way to live life Megan.

"Have fun!" He held the bottom of the ladder so I won't fall as I climbed up. Oh my god why am I doing this.

"OH and if the curtain's closed, just knock real hard." Sam laughed. This is going to make me a horrible person, isn't it Sam? But yet I continue. I looked down, starting to not take this seriously. I decided that this will be the best move of my life yet. I'm not going to whine about how I'm gonna move next summer. And this is the first step - not everything so seriously. I looked up, smiled, and knocked hard. I don't even know what this guy looks like. Nevermind. Kian is very attractive. But I'm going for Sam. Kian probably already has a girlfriend anyways. Sparkling brown eyes, a perfect quiff, and a RUN-DMC tank top on. I have to say, these two boys know how to dress.

"Jarrad. They're here. Get your ass up." Kian looked back at the guy laying on what I'm guessing is Kian's bed. Dammit. No funny reaction. "I'm Kian." He turned his attention back to me. "You must be Megan." He wiggled his eyebrows. I get the impression that he makes a lot of different faces to make people laugh.

"Yeah. I'm Megan."

"Well, Megan." Kian gave me another funny look. "Megan, how fast do you think you could climb down the ladder?"

"Ummmmmm...ten, twenty seconds...why?"

"I bet I could beat you to Sam. HEY SAM! Go over there!" Kian pointed somewhere.

"Here?" Sam ran to where Kian was pointing. Sam wasn't holDING THE LADDER ANYMORE OH MY GOD.

"KIAN! SOMEONE NEEDS TO HOLD THE LADDER! I DON'T WANNA DIE!"

"Right. Jarrad. I will lock you out of your phone again if you don't get your lazy ass off of my bed and go hold the ladder for this damsal in distress." I'm taking a liking to this Kian guy.

"FINE." Jarrad got up. He grabbed a beanie lying on the ground and walked out of the room.

"Sup?" I heard Sam say.

"Nothing much." Jarrad replied and held my ladder. "Ya know. Just holding a ladder for a stranger. Cool stuff."

"Jarrad SHUT UP." Kian ordered. Kian will be my best American friend. "I really do love him." Kian reassured me. "OKay, so on the count of three point six, I'll slam my window shut and then me and you are gonna race over to Sam. Kay?" He acted as if this was an extremely serious situation.

"Kay,"

"One...twoooo...three..." He slammed his window. I got ready. "POINT SIX! RUN!"

I practially died climbing off of the ladder. I ran over to Sam. Kian's front door slammed shut.

"I WIN!!! HA!" I stood by Sam.

"Annnndd the winner gets a kiss on the cheek." Sam said. Oh my god was he blushing? OH MY GOD HE MADE A MOVE. OHMYGOD. He kissed me on the cheek. I'm pretty sure my whole face was blushing if that's possible. Guys. I think I just stopped breathing. A really hot guy just made a move on me and now he just gave me a hug. Yeah. I'm pretty sure I just stopped breathing for a couple seconds.