~ Forget all the reasons why it won't work and believe the one reason why it will.
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*Samara's POV*
My head was pounding as I dropped to my knees in pain. I could feel my blood draining away from my body as all consciousness began to fade. I could hear the screams of Rafael and Ashton as they run to my aid. My eyes began to droop until they eventually fell shut.
*8 hours earlier*
As soon as the bell rang signalling the end of school, I ran towards the exit in hopes of avoiding all interactions from anyone, specifically Ashton, Rafael and Alex. I quickly made my way to my car and sped in the direction of my house.
When I got home I went to the bathroom to wash my hands when my phone rang. Aurora's number appeared. After debating whether or not I should answer, I picked up. I can't necessarily ignore her for the rest of my life. We have been best friends since we were 10.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
"Sam?"
"Its Samara to you." I sassed.
"Samara," she breathed "I know you hate me right now and I deserve it, but I really want us to be best friends again."
"Okay?"
"Could you come over so we could make amends? Please?" I could hear the desperation in her voice.
"Fine." I sighed as I hung up. I grabbed my keys and drove to her house. As if she was timing me, she opened her door as soon as I was about to knock.
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Island Girl *ON HOLD*
Teen FictionSamara was born and raised in Barbados until she turned twelve where her and her mother moved to the poor side of Manhattan to have a 'better life'. Three years later her mother got married to a man named Damien. Samara and her mother then moved to...
