When I arrived home I wasn't sure whether to text Vic yet. I didn't want to seem too desperate. So I decided I would call Val instead.
"Hello?"
"Hey Val! You won't believe what I have to tell you. It's crazy-"
She interuppted me. "Hey um, yeah..." Her voice trailed off. "I have something to tell you. I'm really sorry. I know we wanted to go to the concert together and everything... But I don't think I'll be able to make it. I'm sorry it's just I have some other things going on."
I didn't know how to respond. My world went crashing down. All these plans we had made together to meet PTV and they weren't happening. "Um hey it's okay don't worry about it. Maybe another time." I forced a smile even though she couldn't see. I asked her if everything was alright.
"Yeah everything's fine. I'll give you details later. Anyway, it seemed like you had some amazing news?"
"Oh, it was nothing. I was just going to say I saw this really cute guy and got his number.."
She perked up. "That's great! Call him yet?"
The rest of the night we talked about the "cute guy". I wish I would have been able to tell her. But I knew it wouldn't be fair. After we hung up, I decided that I would text Vic.
"Hey it's Sam from the restaurant this afternoon." I took a deep breath and pressed send. I waited. Stressing myself out I decided to mindlessly clean things that didnt need to be cleaned. My phone beeped.
"Hey Sam! :)" I blushed at the smiley face.
"Sorry about earlier..." Suddenly my phone was ringing.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey Sam. It's Vic. Umm, I was wondering if you'd like to catch a movie with us?" I was stunned. I couldn't believe he was asking me that.
"Um sure! That'd be great!"
"Great! We'll pick you up in 20 mintues?" I could hear the smile in his voice. I told him where I lived and started to get ready.
I couldn't stop smiling! I dressed in a fitting blank tank top with a PTV sweatshirt over it. I put on some black jeans and vans. Looking at myself in the mirror my arm instinctively pulled up my sleeve and my eyes scanned the white scars up and down my arm, all in different directions. Pushing away the memories again, I ran a brush through my hair and fixed my makeup. I heard a knock at my door.
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Kissing In Cars
FanfictionSamantha Johnson is an emotionally broken 23 year old. She has nothing to live for and goes about life like a zombie. Little does she know she'll soon meet the people who keep her going and possibly become more than friends with one of them.
