Sammie's POV
"Class dismissed." The strict art teacher sighs and I immediately stand up. How can such an amazing subject be destroyed over a boring art teacher. I sighed as I grabbed my bag.
"Sammie, A Word." The teacher shouts and my heart rate instantly increased. What the fuck have I done wrong now?
I grab my stuff and sit down on the table, as soon as everyone left she sighed at me. "So, You forgot you're Homework...again." She digs and I sigh. "I'm sorry! I've been really busy with my work." "I don't care if you've been busy. Plus you have lost interest In you're work." She says and I shake my head. "No no no, I've just been really stressed!" "I don't care that you have been stressed." "You have to! I've been in work almost 5 times a week!"
"If you keep shouting then I will have to kick you out!" "What do you mean? I haven't even been given a warning since two months ago." I say and she just shakes her head, why have I done wrong? "I don't care, Just leave, Now!" She says and I just grab my bag and run out the class room.
I felt tears running down my cheek as I ran to my car. As I ran to the car, I climbed in and started sobbing, this means so much to me I don't know why I've been kicked out. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I put on some Pierce the veil and then ignite the engine, before stepping on the pedal and leaving the building completely. I drove all the way home and got out my car.
I ran to the front door and unlocked it, I opened it and then slammed it shut, kicking my shoes off and throwing my bag on the coat hanger. "Woah woah woah woah Sammie what happened?" Po says as she enters the hallway from the living room, "I got kicked out." I say and her face instantly dropped. "What why?" She says whilst pulling me into a hug.
"Because I'm always late and I forget homework, I try to hand them in but you know me, I forget everything." I sigh shakily and Po sighs. "You where her best student got artistic and drawing skills." She says and I just nod. "Well now I'm not." I giggle lightly and she just smiles at me.
"I Quit my job at Nando's because will was being such a creep." My eyes instantly widened as she nods. "What happened?" I ask and she sighs. "He kept bashing food and drinks onto me so I had to change shirts so and he started touching me up." He says and my eyes widen. "Holy shit, that's sexual assault!" "Yeah well I'm quitting." She says and I nod. "Imma have to stay cuz I need to get money for us." I say and she nods.
"I've been looking for jobs for hours." She says and I nod, we both go into the living room and sit on the couch. She had her laptop on her lap and she was searching for jobs. "Weren't we meant to play footy in half an hour." I say, looking at the time and seeing it's 3:30. "Oh yeah! Okay let's get our football kits on." She says and I smile and stand up, heading to my room.
I change into my football kit and put on little makeup. I quickly brushed my teeth and grabbed a football, I went to the kitchen, Po was already there Filling up our water bottles. "Yo Can you help me find my Astros?" She asks me and I nod, before leaving the kitchen and going into her room.
Her room is pretty sick to be honest, she has a desk with a computer on it, an Xbox One, Cool coloured walls, wardrobe, bed side table, Bed, all the essential room furniture. I kneel down and look under her bed as I see them there. I grab them before going back into my room and grabbing mine.
"There you are." I shout from my room, I walk out and put them on the counter in the kitchen. "Thanks G! Urm I've got everything ready, I've put our footballs in the duffle bag and the waters." She says and I smile.
"Thanks Girl! Let's go!"
//Two Days later//
Yesterday we didn't do that much, We only went shopping for food, before me cooking and then we say under the stars and ate like we always do. I decided to take a day off work and call in sick, which Will instantly let me off as we didn't want me sneezing on the food or something.
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Shooting Stars |Sidemen FF|
Fanfiction"Every day of every year, we should lay under the stars. No matter how old, we should make this as a tradition. Promise?" "Promise!" And that's what they did... ----------- Since the age of 8 to the age of 22, Sammie, Po and The Sidemen have never b...