My Teen Life

Fun...Not

 Alright so I'm still looking for Sam. I can't find the right photo. Don't worry I'll eventually find a photo of her and maybe put it up next update, but I have someone else. Not Casey, but I promise he'll be in a couple updates.

I have Jeremy (Brent's friend) Spoiler alert: The reason why I have him is because he's in this chapter.

He's cute, check him out-------->

(Sam's POV)

"I'm not leaving until we do." I can hear him sit on the edge of my bed. I want him out!!! This is my room, not his. This even isn't his house. "You can't ignore me forever." (a/n hint: What he wants to talk about, I already said it before in a chapter)

'Yes I can.' I mentally say to him. I'm still sitting in the corner of the bathroom. I know I'm sounding like a kid by now, but I don't want him in my room. Does he do this to his mother... No. At least I don't think.

I tilt my head back and close my eyes trying to forgot the thought that this is happening. I need to think of something else. Brent for example.

Well lets see. He has gorgeous brown hair the fluently flows the way he wants it to. His eyes are my hypnotization. He could do anything to me if I just look in to his grass green irises. Okay maybe not everything, but you know what I mean. His lips are so soft like a baby bottom. There so pigmented with a very light pink color. His smile makes me smile as well. His bright shining teeth are like a million stars in the sky. His 6-pack and v-line are so sexy. I can't stop looking at them. Well maybe I like every guy with 6- pack and v-line because when I was downstairs with Casey he....Woah, stop thinking about Casey, focus on Brent. Casey is you God damn cousin for goodness sake. Okay, Brent. His strong arms holding me up. I feel like a feather when he does. His chuckle is cute and sweet, instead of Casey who I just get annoyed at. His voice makes me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. When ever he touches me his hands send sparks all over my body. I get a tingly feel when he does, he's just so gentle and calm, well maybe not a moment of last night. His kisses are the best. There so soft and smooth. I feel like we're one when we do. I get all fireworks when we're not even kissing, but when we are. I get the full atomic bomb. That's how I feel and I want to that to stay. I never want it to go away.

I love the way he makes me smile when I'm crying. He can change my emotions in a flash. I know I'm not the prettiest girl there is, but I feel like it when I'm around him. Sometimes I can't even get mine stupid smile off my face. I can't stop thinking about him, it's drives me crazy sometimes.

I wonder if he loves me. He said he did. Which was fast. Like here I am walking and fall into a pool and then a week later he says he loves me. Wow I wonder what's in store for the rest of the summer. Things seem like there happening to fast, but oh well. I got Brent Foster the heartthrob of the school and nobody else has him, especially Courtney.

Are we like dating, I'm so confused. Aren't people dating once they say 'I love you'? I don't know, I just hope we are, that would be awesome. I would love to be dating Brent. He seems like the perfect boyfriend. Don't you think?

Well I should give him a call so I can sort things through. I need to know what happened last night and what Brent said to them, or vise versa. Also talk about us. One problem, I can't get out of the bathroom. I'm stuck and I'm cold, my hair is probably a rat's nest now from staying in this towel to long.

Well I could just brush my hair in here. I have all my things instead clean clothes. I stood up from the corner and grabbed my brush from a basket of things I keep in here. I flipped my head down and unwrapped the towel. I was right, my hair was a big rat's nest. Great. I blame Casey. I tried to brush this thing I call my hair. I worked out okay. I hurt a lot, but I finally got it the way I wanted it to. So now just have to wait for it to dry. Okay now what about my clothes. I really don't want to wear the clothes I have in here with me because I fell gross in those clothes, I need clean ones. But what else can I do, go commando...NO! Well I guess I'm stuck wearing these dirty clothes.