"Hello?" I said.
"Jessica Saunders?"
"Yes?" I said, wondering who this was.
"It's Sam."
"Holy crap." I whispered under my breath.
Why, what how did you what.
"Hello?" Sam says worried.
Why the heck is he worried. Until I noticed I was in deep thought.
"What." I said more rude. Sorry I just have this thing against people.
"Well I was just wondering if you would like to bond or something?" He said, making it more like a question.
"No, Sorry I can't. I have plans tonight. And how did you get my number?" I said trying to be nice. Well, when someone calls you during your shower time, how do you not get mad?!
"Oh that's okay. Oh I got your number when you have it to me in 8th Grade." He said trying to prove himself.
"Oh" Is all I could say.
*FlashBack*
I remembered when I fell for Sam and just gave him my number. He was charming and so hot, to be honest. But then years past, he was a player. He was evil. He made fun if me. He called me names. I thought he was a friend. So I just left Middle school and transferred somewhere else. I can't remember.
I hated Sam. He was so cruel.
*End Of Flashback*
"Okay.. Ummm." He says as he knocks me out of my thoughts and memories.
"Um I gotta go." I said in a rush.
"What?" He said.
"I said I got to goooooo." I answered extending the word 'go'
"Okkkkk" He said trying to mock me by extending the word 'ok'
I hung up the call and checked the time.
7:00 PM
Crap.
This was all Sam's fault.
What am I going to do now. I said in my thoughts while finishing my shower.
After I was done I picked out a light floral dress with think leggings and a crew-neck.
I put light make up on and checked my phone.
"Going to be there soon. -H"
I read Harry's text until Marcel's popped open.
"I'm Hereeeeeeeeeeeeee."
No no no no no no no.
I ran to he door and opened the door for Marcel. He was wearing dress pants and a blazer. Wow. He looked hot- wait whattttt.
"You look beautiful." Marcel says.
"Thank you" I answered, turning bright red.
*Someone knocks the door*
Crap.
I think that's Harry.
I opened the door and saw Harry wearing skinnies, a blazer and a tie. The hottest thing you'll ever see. Wait, I'm checking out twins. They are both sexy. hahaha. Wait.
I looked upon Harry's eyes and there was a mixture with confusion, madness and sadness. So did Marcel's eyes.
Holy crap. I'm dead.
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