Chapter Six

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We sat just catching up with each other. It felt magical- it was magical.

"Have you wrote any songs about me?" Sam chuckled sleeply.

"I have. I've wrote plenty,"

"Maybe you'll let me read them someday," he smiled at me.

"Maybe," i shrugged.

"Why won't you let me?"

"They're personal."

Sam nodded and started climbing down the tree. I followed him. The car ride back home was exhausting.

We pulled up into my driveway and Sam exhaled very loudly "Hey, I've been thinking, you and I could maybe go out tomorrow night?"

"I'd love to."

I walked inside and flopped on the couch. I quickly received a message from Sam.

Sammy: Hey, Cameron just called me. He wants the whole gang to go out to dinner with him tonight. Are you going?

Just as I read Sam's message, Cameron texted me with the invite. He told me to wear something nice.

Me: Yes Sam I'm going, but remember you and I are just friends with the rest of the gang.

Sammy: Ouch.

Me: It's just not right yet.

Sam read my message but didn't reply. I wanted to tell them, but Nate, Cameron, Jack and Rachel haven't always been on team "Samany" (our names combined)

I've never been quite sure why, but I think we should definitely hold off on the "Yeah, Sam and I hated each other, then we ate spaghetti together which made us horny, now we're sort of a thing, but not really official"

I think we should tell them right and tell them when I find out what Sam and I actually are.

I went into my closet and found a cute white laced blouse. I looked through my draws to find a cute pink skirt, the white blouse was pretty, but it felt like it was missing something so I threw on a denim Jean jacket.

Before I walked out I put my white converse on. They are my favorites. They look cute with everything and they are confortable as hell.

The dinner was at an Italian place called Bella Fonte. I've never been, but I've heard great reviews.

I pulled up in the parking lot. I was the first one here so I just sat in the car waiting for someone I knew to pull up.

I looked at my phone until I heard a loud knock on the windown, I jumped. My heart skipped a few beats.

"Damn it Sam you scared me!" I shouted opening the door punching his arm.

"How do you expect me not to kiss you, when you dress like that?" He asked pushing my hair behind me ear.

"What, so you wouldn't want to kiss me if I had sweatpants and a big t-shirt on?" I declared. I was just picking on Sam, but he looked pretty scared for his life at the moment.

"Nope, I'd want to kiss you more, because you are the most beautiful when you don't try," he said smoothly. He always had a way with words and flirting. I guess it's a good quality of his.

"Oh shut up," i blushed pushing his chest. He followed me into the restraunt. He was practically drooling.

Sam look beyond great too, but unlike him i had self control.

Right when we opened the door the rest of the gang showed up. I looked at Sam and gave him the "you better behave" look.

We all sat down. At two tables combined, because we were too big for a booth. I sat beside Sam and Rachel.

I ordered fettuccine, Sam ordered pizza.

"So Sam, who's this girl you very been interested in lately?" Jack teased truly clueless about almost everything.

"Maybe I'll introduce her to you one day."

"She sounds like a keeper; blonde hair, green eyes and a surfer?" Jack smirked.

"Damn dude. Jack pot." Nate spit out.

I practically choked on my water. I coughed uncontrollably due to the water. "Excuse me for a second," i put up a fingure.

The girl Jack described was almost completely the opposite of me. She had green eyes- I had blue, she had blonde hair- I had brunette. She is also a surfer, last time I attempted to surf, I busted my freaking lip open.

I walked into the restroom. I looked at myself in the mirror fixed my hair a littlr then walked out.

I saw Sam waiting for me. I stopped in front of him waiting for him to start talking.

"Jack was wondering who I was with so I made her up," he said scratching the back of his neck.

"Sounds like your fantasy girl." I murmured. The girl was everything I'm not.

"No, you're everything I look in for a girl."

I rolled my eyes playfully told Sam to come on.

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