More than what meets the eye

chapter two: My day

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Samantha's POV

okay so a lot happened yesterday. I had a huge row with mom because she wanted me to accept who I am! Like, how am I supposed to accept who I am when all people would wanna do is sign autographs and that shit? It's stupid and I really hate being a Fashion designer's daughter cos I get all the female lead model in all my mom's shows. And I mean ALL of them. That's why in school I made up a name to hide my real self. That's why I used Samantha.

Anyway, last night after watching America's Next Top Model with mom, I went upstairs, had my long bath and went on Facebook. I saw that I had Five new messages, all from Brian:

'sorry babe, my phone fell into the pool. couldnt get a new one.'

'hey babe. luv you'

'shoot's been postponed. be back three weeks time.'

'babe?'

'call you soon.'

My heart stung and my lungs wanted to fall out of my mouth. I wanted to reply but my fingers didnt feel like I wanted to type. Sighing, I logged out of my account and decided to rest. As soon as I began to drift into sleep, my phone buzzed on the table. Grabbing it, I saw that it was a new message from an unknown number. Maybe it was from Brian saying he got a new phone. My heart began to beat faster as I opened it:

'Goodnight, LOUDMOUTH' was all it said. 

Loudmouth? Who was this person, I wonder. I immediately replied his message:

'who are you and why are you calling me that stupid name? :/'

I waited for around two hours and no reply came. I saw that it was going up to eleven thirty and decided to go to sleep.

I awoke with sunlight streaming into my room. Looking at my watch, the time read: 8:45am. Shit! I slept in? Gawd, that freakin' number kept me up all night. Having a quick shower, I headed downstairs, grabbed some food on the table and headed to school in my car. As soon as I reached class, everyone was already into researching and taking notes. The history teacher seemed to notice me being late because he stopped writing notes on the board and faced me.

"Excuse me, where do you think you're going?" he asked me sternly.

"uh, to my seat. Where else would I go?"

"Class starts at 8:30. Not later than that. Understood?"

I just nodded my head in reply.

"Good. The next time you come in late, you will have to clean the history section in the library."

I swallowed hard and gasped. That meant having a cold for at least a month!

I sat down in front of Joanna Haynes aka Brian' slutty ex.

She taps my back and days, ' Brian and I are back together. Did he tell you? Oh, I'm sorry if I spoke too soon!' She mocked hurt.

I spent the whole day lost in space. Brian? My boyfriend? Really? When? Why? Didn't I show him I loved him? Why the fuck would he do that? I wondered.

I was startled when someone tapped my back. I practically yelled.

'What the fuck now? Cant I be left alone for a fucking day?'

I was shocked and annoyed as hell when I saw that it was my English partner. Great! Now I was stuck with a moron who's ego was the size of the moon.

'Woah there babe. Swearing's not good for you. You sure gotta learn to control that temper of yours. ' He smirked while saying so.

He was sitting across from me in the library. I don't remember what I was doing there in the first place. You know it's kinda like when you walk into your room to get something but then you forget. It truly was a frustrating day for me.

'What. do. you. want?' I asked while trying to keep my patience.

'Babe, I know you want me around. But we gotta do our assignment. Ms Terrington's wants our first drafts tomorrow.

I looked at asshole face. 'Since when did you care about having your assignments in? ' I questioned. ' All you do is get the blondes, cover their faces and banged their bases. Why do your assignment when all you can do is be your normal asshole self.' I spoke with each word getting louder.

The librarian must have heard me because she came to us and asked us to leave.

'Look what you've done!?' He said before storming off. I swear I could see a cloud of dusty emotions in his eyes. I felt guilty that I had judged him too much, maybe?

So I did the most stupidest thing that Samantha Hiller wouldn't do. I. Ran. After. Kynan. Shocruft.

I panted as I approached him. 'Hey! I (pant) am (pant) sorry, okay? I didn't mean to (pant) say all that shit!'

I expected too much because when he turned around , I was met with a smirking Kynan. 'See, I knew you would follow me babe. Cause you cant get enough of me.'

'Oh? So you think I ran all the way here just because I have a thing for you? Ugh! Get over your self. And are we gonna do this stupid assignment or what!?' I shout.

'Where do we go now, since youre being all smartass and got us kicked out of the library?' He half asked/yelled.

'Whatever! Just get in my car.'

'Hey! how am I supposed to know if you're not gonna do something shitty like rape me.' He teased. He had nice eyes. A shade of light grey. Ugh! Stop it! Why am I noticing his eyes now?!

I blushed when he said 'so, are we gonna get a move on or are we gonna stand here all afternoon?'

I started the car and we made our way to 'Ben and Kate's ' a diner where Brian and I hang out every afternoon and do our work. He had his dream to be a photographer so I opened doors for him and Bam! Brian was a famous modelling photographer. Now look at me....

Anyway we took a seat at the table next to the one Brian and I used to sit on.

Just as we were about to begin our essay, I felt sick. Not because I ate two MegaBurgers but because of what I saw. That's right..  Brian and Joanna freakin' Haynes....