As Will disappears into the Supermarket, I'm still recovering from Will's insult. Not even my freaking brother talks to me in that way. As I stare out into window. People are crowding on the streets of New York. Damn, I forget how beautiful this place is. Ooh, that reminds me, I need to tell Will to take me to the Madison Square Garden.Mental Note. And of course Central Park.
Sam you can't flood the guy. His mom just died recently, have a heart. Hey, I do. It's he that doesn't have one. I internally debate.
"I'm AWESOME!" A familiar voice shocks me to reality.
"Are you out of your mind!"I shout at Will.
Will chuckles, whilst starting the car. I swear this guy watches too much Formula 1.
"No, but you screamed like a cat on a hotplate. And that all because I'm awesome."Will smirks . His eyes glancing at me this time.
That son of a- whoa never mind. Respect for the dead . I correct my thoughts.
"I so did not . You did that on purpose."I pout.
"Of course I did kid-" Will's phone rings to the tune of Chris Brown, Anyway.
"Hello sis. I'm on my way"Will looks distracted.
No shit Sherlock. No idiot, he really looks grumpy. I debate.
Hard to believe for a guy who just scared the hell out of me.
"No I haven't, of course Im not alone. I took them 3 hours ago, what's your case!" Will frowns. His grip tightening on his steering wheel. He has firm beautiful hands.
No I'm not checking the guy out. It's called being "observant".
"Sis please , not now. I'm on the road"Will says ending the conversation.
Still frowning with his eyes again focused solemnly on the road. Such a weird grumpy creature. The rest of the drive is silent. No music to break the silence.
Will's seems relaxed now . He looks at me out of the corner of his eye. What's this guy's case?!
"You okay?" I carefully ask.
Yeah, just 10 more minutes then we'll be home to do whatever you want to do". He mumbles.
And then we're back at Will the Douche, stay tuned for more. I roll my eyes.
As we park in his driveway, Will couldn't get fast enough out of the car. He slams his door behind him. Still grumpy as shit. I wonder what the hell his sister said to upset the guy so much...
As I stepped into the kitchen, Blaine was playing with his mom's tampons .
Shit, please don't ask me what that is. I mentally n ed whilst tiptoeing past Blaine.
"Uh, auntie Sam"Blaine bobs his head up to me, on the floor where he's currently sitting. Indian style.
Just then, Will also enters into the kitchen. To the fridge of course
Oh shit Im screwed.
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The Mentor
Teen FictionHi Im Samantha and it's my first time writing. So go easy on me hey. Im totally a fan of Knightsrachel though. So this book deals with low-self esteem and Depression. So be ready for an emotional ride. I'll say if you willing to risk your emotional...
