Chapter Nineteen

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"Hey, pill boy? Have you seen my notebook anywhere?"

"No." I tried to look confused.

"Hmmm... I swear it was right here!" Sam mumbled, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Sorry." I threw my hands up in the air defensively.

She pulled up the front of her shirt and smiled. "Anyway... hi!"

"Hey, um... I gotta go. My friends invited me to a dance tonight. Sorry."I shrugged.

Sam's eyes grew wide and she bit her lip. "Okay..."

Laughing, I took a seat next to her. "Okay, what is it?" I loved how well I knew her already.

"Are there going to be any girls there?" She asked slowly.

I snorted and bent over in hysterical laughter. 

"What!"

"Somebody looks jealous." I smirked and crossed my arms.

"Am not!"

I raised an eyebrow.

"So what if I am?"

I ruffled a hand through her hair and she frowned. "Of course there will be. But don't worry."

She smiled. "Bye!"

"Bye Sam."

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