*Samantha's POV*
Have you ever had that one thing that makes you not even want to get up in the morning?
No matter how much you think it over you can't get yourself out of bed for it.
You just know that no matter how much you prepare yourself, you wont be ready for when the moment really comes.
Well that's how I am feeling right now.
Currently I am just lying on my bed and looking up at the ceiling.
I do not want to go to California.
Well I do, but I don't.
I don't want to see Mia.
Let alone 'live' with her for the rest of the month.
I already have to deal with her through the entire school year.
My Karma though.
I finally get up from my bed and I get a head rush.
My muscles ache from yesterday so I take my time to rise to my feet.
When I finally get up I walk into my bathroom to grab some pain killers.
I take two and I continue to pack up my toiletries.
There is a soft knock at my door so I put down the bag I am holding and I open the door.
" Hi Theodore." I smile.
" Hello Miss Samantha."
" I came to say a final goodbye." He replies sadly.
Theodore and I had gotten really close.
We bonded over popcorn and soap operas.
" Gosh I'm going to miss you and your English accent." I chuckle.
I wrap him in a hug and I soon feel his hands rest on my waist.
" I'm going to miss you too Miss Samantha."
" Can I help you with anything to make your packing easier?" He asks pulling away from the hug.
" Yes actually, I think that I might have left some clothes in the laundry room."
" I will be right back."
He walks out and closes the door behind him.
I walk back into the bathroom and I instantly get a text from Sloane.
Sloane: When are you leaving for Miami?
I sadly smile at the text remembering how many summers Jack, Sloane and I had spent with each other.
We are barely ever apart and It feels, it feels, not right.
I quickly respond knowing that I don't have much time before we have to get to the airport.
I had to get up at 6:30 because we are leaving for the airport for 8:30.
Sam: 12:00 but I have to be at the airport for 8:30 :(
Sloane: That's sucks. I'll let you go, luv you girl. Cya soon :P
I throw my phone on my bed and I walk over to my dresser to get my clothes in my suitcase.
There is another soft knock on the door and Theodore walks in with a laundry basket in his hand.
"Here you are Miss Samantha, your clothes." He announces.
" Thanks Theodore."
" Oh, one last thing. I want to inform you that my nephew Adam will be attending your school in September."
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The Road to Somewhere
RomanceSamantha Johnson considers herself a nerd, but the bad boy across the street consider her to be something else. Samantha doesn't think that the boy will ever notice her but when she learns that he was the little boy in her childhood photos everythin...