I Knew You Were Trouble.

Chapter 13: Cool

Arianna's POV

Everyone was downstairs waiting at the table for dinner to be served. I decided to sit on the completely opposite end of Stefan and Sam, because I just could not deal with those two at that moment. Dinner went surprisingly well, Jimmy and Carter carried the jokes going as always and Sam was really quiet, he almost seemed sad. I didn't care to question it, from now on I need to just stay clear of him.

Kate, Jessica and Jimmy went off to dish duty while I returned to my room, since she wouldn't be back for a while I changed and dozed off. It's been a pretty long day and I think some sleep would do me justice.

The next day Kayla's Brother Alex, who lives in the house and helps Kayla out, came to tell me I need to apologize for what I did to Sam. I was dumbfounded, I had literally just made it a point to stay clear of him and he wants me to go apologize? I'm sorry nope, not happening.

"You have to, I told him the same and he said he did apologize to you, it's your turn you two really need to end this." Alex said trying to convince me.

"Yeah, he surely apologized, in the most unapologetic way. He called me annoying and was really mean, he was basically asking me to punch him" I crossed my arms, refusing to apologize.

"Listen, you're both not 5 year olds anymore, it doesn't matter who did what first, what matters is that it happened and you were both wrong." He rested a hand on my shoulder right before he was about to walk away. "Now make it happen please." He said before leaving.

I rolled my eyes, it's a fresh day, so many things I could have been doing and thinking about, yet now I have to go apologize to a bastard named Sam.

I went to his room and knocked, hoping to get it over with quickly. 

"Yeah?" He shouted from behind the door. I simply knocked again so he would get the idea to open it. I heard a groan come from the room as steps approached and the door swung open revealing him in briefs, just briefs.

I was taken aback for a second, same with him. "Um. Okay. Hi." I managed to get out.

"What's up" He replied nonchalantly, it's like he knows he is basically wearing nothing yet he wants to be casual about it.

"Well, I got pissed the other day and punched you in the face.... I know that kinda hurt so I just wanted to kinda apologize." I blurted out, and then realized that was the worst apology I could ever muster up. I scratched my head. "Wait, I'm sorry, what I mean is sorry, for like, punching you." 

He stared at me blankly for a minute, and I was beginning to think this was pointless. Then he shrugged, "cool." 

Cool? What do you mean cool? Who responds to an apology with "cool?" I literally started becoming enraged at how relaxed he was, but quickly pushed those feelings aside.

"Okay." I said as he slowly started to shut the door.

"Okay" He responded and then the door was shut and locked.

What the fuck was that.

I walked downstairs, shrugging off the awkwardness of that apology. Maybe I should do something today, it feels like I've been here for almost a week and haven't done anything but wash dishes and get angry. How's about a good old swim.

I got into my swimsuit and grabbed my towel and some sunglasses before heading outside to the pool. It seemed like a good day, the sun was out, but it wasn't blazing, it was calm, and cloudy. I thought about being cute and gliding down the staircase into the dazzling water, but instead I just jumped straight in because that was to much work and I was excited to swim around and relax.