Chapter 8-A Date with the Devil

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Chapter 8-A Date with the Devil

“Bye Fay!” I called out as the last bell rang. Walking to my locker, I quickly stuffed my books in and began walking towards the library to pick up my daily letters.

Arriving to the library, I gave a small wave to the librarian, who offered me a sweet smile. I continued on, weaving in and out bookshelves until I finally reached the back of the library.

My feet came to a screeching halt as I saw Carter sitting on a chair, playing around with his keys. Almost as if he sensed me, he looked up with a triumphant smirk and stood up.

“Finally! You’re here. For a minute I thought you’d forgotten about all the letters you have to write!” Shaking his head in laughter, he walked towards me and slung an arm around my shoulders. I stood there, dumbfounded, as he turned me around and we began walking out of the library. All the while, he kept chatting, but I wasn’t even paying attention.

“…so then I thought, well it wouldn’t hurt to go out on a date, right?”

My brain finally kicked in, and I opened my mouth in shock.

“Date?”

“Yeah! You, me, a nice place to eat, and then maybe getting some ice cream afterwards.” He stated so nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

I stared at him in shock. Why on earth was he asking me out?

“Aw, come on Sammy, don’t make that face. A date with me is like a blessing. You should definitely take it,” He winked at me, while I recoiled in disgust. God he was such a pig.

“Um, no thanks. I have better things to do with my time, like shave cats, than go on a date with you,” I replied, shrugging his arm off and walking faster. He ran to catch up to me, but I ignored his constant pleas.

“Really S? I didn’t think you of all people would turn me down for a date, especially since I have something very important that I found about your little secret. Wouldn’t want that getting into the wrong hands, now would we?” He smirked.

I was dumbfounded. He knew something about S?

“There’s no way. You’re lying. And even if you weren’t, why should I care? I’m not S.” I prompted. How could he ever find anything about S? Nobody has yet come close to finding out my secret. I doubt he knew anything…right?

“Well, if I were you, I’d be on the safe side and go out with me. How do you know if I’m lying or not? And please, you do care.”

He just didn’t seem to let up! My fingers twitched in anger. If it weren’t a crime, I’d wring his sorry little neck!

“So, assuming by your silence, I’ll take that as a big fat yes. Pick you up at 7 tomorrow night!”

He waltzed off, whistling in triumph. All I could do was stand there and watch his retreating back in anger. How did he manage to manipulate me again?

I sighed. The exhaustion from a long week of school, plus the tension of Carter had me craving for a long nap. Rolling my shoulders back, I straightened my back and walked with my head held high.

Good luck to you Carter, I thought. Let’s just see how this little date of ours really plays out. And if I’m correct – I smiled – the ball will be in my court.

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“You did what!?”

“Wow Fay, way to blow out my eardrum,” I muttered, pulling my phone away from my ear.

“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, “It’s just that this is such big news! You’re going on a date with THE Carter Woods! Damn girl!”

I laughed. Fay was acting like I was going out with some celebrity or something. It was safe to say that Carter was far from it.

Rolling my eyes, I grinned, “Fay, it’s a pity date. He kept asking and wouldn’t let up till I said yes, so…I said yes.  Big deal, it’s not like I like the guy anyways.”

But that wasn’t entirely true. Of course the date was a pity date, but I did like Carter. I always had. Not that I would let him know. He’d just hold it over my head, just like he was doing about S.

“Still! You should be excited! I’m coming over tomorrow to do your hair, makeup, and pick your outfit! No excuses. You’re gonna look insanely hot that Carter will be drooling at your feet! I promise,” she replied.

I just laughed, “Okay Fay. It’s a deal. Come over to my place around 4 tomorrow, and you can do all of that crap for me if it really means that much to you.”

“Yes! Thanks so much Sammy! You won’t regret it! Anyway, I gotta go, piano practice soon. I’ll text you later. Bye Sammy!”

“Okay bye Fay!” I grinned, hanging up.

I dropped my phone on the bed, where I’d been laying down on, and put my hands behind my head. Staring up at my ceiling, my thoughts floated to Carter.

If he’d asked me out for real, I would’ve been ecstatic, but this date was only an excuse to get closer to my secret. The thought panged my heart a little. I just wish he would stop messing with my secret. It wouldn’t do anyone good if he told everyone I was S.

I grabbed a throw pillow near me and hugged it to my chest.

Whatever happens tomorrow, I won’t let Carter manipulate me. I would stand my ground. No amount of charm would get me to give up my secret.

I closed my eyes and heaved a sigh. For now, I think a nap would be a good idea.

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