Michaels P.O.V
I stared at the T.V screen for what seemed like forever.
'buttercupsamanthax has disconnected'
I can't believe she just did that. I tried messaging her but she wasn't online anymore. I sighed and finally turned off my game console.
I rubbed my eyes and groaned loudly.
"Hey, are you ok?" I heard Charlotte ask while coming to sit beside me on my bed.
"Yeah I'm fine." I lied while getting up to change out of my sweats.
"Who was that girl you were talking to just a few minutes ago?" She asked while furrowing her eyebrows.
"Charlotte, you're my cousin not my parents. I don't have to tell you who she is." I rolled my eyes at how nosy she was and entered my bathroom.
"She seems pretty important since you are that upset because she logged off her account or whatever. You probably like her, it's obvious." She laughed while walking away from the bathroom door.
I heard my bedroom door shut and I sighed in relief. I can't believe she's assuming that I like Samantha. I definitely do not like her, I don't even know what she looks like or what state she lives in!
She's such a hard person to crack. I can tell that she hasn't fully trusted me yet and I don't even get why. It's like she has these little secrets that she doesn't want anyone to know, and I'm determined to figure her out.
I groaned when I started receiving a headache from all this thinking. I grabbed the aspirin and swallowed them dry. I changed into my skinny ass black jeans and went to find a different shirt.
I grabbed a baseball tee and slipped it on. I heard my phone ding indicating I had a new message.
I went towards my nightstand where my phone was and checked the message.
Luke sucks balls: hey mikey! there's a new FIFA game that just came out, wanna go buy it? :-)
Me: sure dip shit, but I'm not getting off. I'll pick you up in 10.
Me: and stop with those damn smileys you weirdo.
I locked my phone and went to grab my keys. I went downstairs and slipped on my vans, I quickly opened the front door not wanting to be interrogated by my parents on where I was going, I closed the door behind me and locked it.
I made my way towards my bad ass car (just kidding it's a honda *sad face*) and quickly slipped in the drivers seat. I started the engine and made my way to Lucas's house.
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Samantha P.O.V
I feel bad for disconnecting with Michael. I mean he didn't do anything wrong, it was just me who got jealous so quickly.
I checked to see if he was online still but sadly he wasn't. I sighed and went into the living room to find something to do.
I heard my phone ding from the countertop and I looked at it confusingly. I never received messages, so who can it be.
I went towards the countertop and punched in my passcode.
Sharon: Dave cancelled on us again. We need you in by 9:30. Thanks.
I groaned loudly and locked my phone. I hated my boss and Dave. I checked the time to see it was 9:15, I should leave already.
I slipped on my converse and grabbed a jacket from the closet. I put my phone in my purse and grabbed my keys from the hook thing.
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FanfictionSamantha Peterson has been going against the world for the past five years alone. Who knew letting a random stranger under the name of: punkrock_mg into her life would change it forever. But here's the question: for better or for worse?