Sam Wilson

Sam Wilson gets the Diary

Part One

"Sam! Please!" She hissed as she followed the tall lean figure in the chaotic hallway of the High School.

All eyes were on them, well most of the eyes in the hallway were fixed on them.

"Sam! I swear, if you tell anybody about this-" she broached to threaten him, when he turned around swiftly, so she banged slightly into his hard chest, and recoiled back uneasily.

"So what? What can you do?" Sam asked with a cheeky smile.

She found her voice disappear out of the blue. How could she be so dumb around people.

"Please don't tell anybody about it. I swear, I will help you with your Math Assignments...." She said in a breaking voice.

Sam found himself in danger. Was she going to cry. He knew he was never able to see girls cry. Either they would piss him off, or make him laugh. There was only his own mother who whose tears mattered to him.

"Don't even try to cry, Eleanor!" He demanded her in a low, husky voice, audible only to her, in the hallway of around seventy students.

She swallowed hard and looked down on the floor. A tear rolled down her left cheek.

Jeez! What was the reason to bawl her eyes out? She is so naive! He though and yanked her by the arm in the nearby empty classroom.

He locked the door, and she started to sob.

Sam made a few annoyed face expressions and finally spoke out, "Look Eleanor, you are pissing me off now. Will you stop crying?"

Funnily enough to him, he felt nothing. Neither did he want to laughs, neither did he want to do anything but just make her stop crying.

Her week hand wiped off the tears on her plum red flushed face and she looked up. Her eyes were red, her nose was too and she looked more beautiful to him than ever before when he had set her eyes on her. He was amused at this fact and just stared at her for a few seconds till her continued, "Why don't you let him know?"

"Let him know, what?"

"Your feelings."

"I cannot. He doesn't even know that I exist. How do I have the courage to go to him out of nowhere and tell him my feelings?"

She seemed helpless and somehow this hard hearted, suck known, Sam Wilson wanted to help her. He didn't know what he was thinking at the moment but he wanted to help her.

"Done. You help me in my assignments, and I help you to get to him, and get him by the time Christmas arrives."

"What?! No! I am happy in just checking him out from a yard's radii, okay. I don't need the latter part of your deal!" She shrieked like a little girl. It made him personally smile, but physically only a small side smirk was visible, which was surely not noticed by the naive little Eleanor.

Without any thing he made for the door, she tucked on his left arm and said, "Please! Sam! No!"

He looked at her and his black eyes burned pierced into her own Chocolate brown eyes, "Tell me you sign to the deal."

She sighed and reluctantly said, "I do."

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