(chapter40) From Home Sweet Home to Hell, maybe could be heaven

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So sorry I didn't post, but I needed time to make this chapter perfect.

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Chapter 40

" I never said that." I squeak, smiling. Saber glare at me.

" why are you speaking like that?" Sam whisper to me.

" it's part if my master plan. Do you think calling you Sammie is too far? It just sound girlier than Sam." I ask him.

" don't call me that?"

" don't call you Sam or Sammie?" I whisper back.

" what are you whispering about over there?" Chris shout. We were still out of hearing distance.

"nothing." I shout back.

" don't call me Sammie," Sam whisper back to me.

" fine, but remember, gay voice" then something pop into my head," and pretend that you're interested in Saber, the black haired guy. You have to do it, as my slave," I add the last part when he open his mouth to protest. I took out my camera." starting now,"

I introduce everone to Sam and Sam to everyone. Then, they help me haul the shopping bags to the trunk of the van. All of the four boys were here. Chris and Maz got shot gun, so I squish in the middle seat, taking two seats and Justin sat with me. That force Saber and Sam to sit in the back seats. Both if them glare at me and the ride was so uncomfortable for them. And I got it on tape!!

When we were at school, i sent Sam to help them change. His face was hilarious. And I got it on tape!! I ask Sam to film them during the appropriate parts of them changing into skirts and shirts, but he refused. That's fine, they would have break my camera if they see it taping them trying to get in a bra anyway. So I use my spying gadgets. Of course, only agents would see this, but it'll be fun anyways.

I control my laughter when they step out of the bathroom. I set my camera on the water fountain and told them to go to the opposite wall. Then, I ask Sam to go to the office to get our schedules as I put on their makeup.

I put mascara and a thin line of dark eyeliner on all of their eyes when Sam came back.

" this is weird" he said, giving me our schedule. I scan over them. It is weird. Both of our schedule were exactly the same, and I expected just as much from our parents. But none of the classes were AP or Honors. I know that Sam is in Honors LA at S.S.O. Maybe there's no more room in the advanced classes.

" it is weird," I said, but let it slide and get back to putting a smoky eyeshadow over their eyelids. I put blush and red gloss on them. I curl Saber's hair since it was the longest, going pass his ears a little bit. Then, I put their hair in ponytails since I can't curl it or straighten it or put it in braids. By the end, Saber's hair look like Selena Gomez's but shorter. And the rest of the guys' hair just look like they traveled through time from the 70's.

By that time, students are starting to show up. No one was inside yet though. I told them to gather their stuff and put it in the shopping bags. Then, I herd them to the front door. Just before I open the front door. I whisper to Sam.

" if you didn't want to attract attention, you shouldn't be here with me." he gave me a confused look. I smirk and reach into my purse to pull out an airhorn. I used it and heads turn our way. The boys surround me look at me wide eyed, afraid of what's going to happen. They should be afraid alright. I dig into my shopping bag that I didn't let the boys see the inside of to pull out a microphone.

" oh, yeah," I said. I turn it on. " hello, Miami Beach Senior High." I yell into the mic." of you are wondering who we are. Then, we are new here." I yell as I put my arm around Sam's shoulder." however, these boys ate not. This is Saber, Max, Justin, and Chris." I point them out one by one.

" hey, babe, ditch them and come with me." a boy's voice call to me. I turn towards the voice the find myself face to face with the most gorgous boy with the hottest body.

-- snap out of it, he's a jerk.

Meah remind me.

" sure do you have a condom?" I said, a plan already forming in my mind.

" taking things so fast sweatheart?" he said, smirking. He reach from behind his pocket to pull out a condom. I raise an eyebrow. He carries a condom around with him at all times in his back pocket? I take it from him, take of the cover. I then reach up and proceed to put it on his head.

" if you're going to act like a d**k, you might as well dress like one." I yell in the mic. I took that line to a new level. I turn away, leaving that player jerk in ' ooohhh, you got burned's.

" as I was saying before I was so rudely interupted," I yell into the mic." this is Sam. And my name is Zoey," I heard a gasp.

" Zoey?" the jerk said in a confused voice. I roll my eyes and turn I look at him.

" yes, my name is Zoey, are you mentally retar" my voice trail off as I look at his eyes or the first time.

" henry?" I whisper as I stare into the baby blue eyes of the boy I once loved, the eyes if the boy who broke my heart.

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Finally! A cliffy! I love writing cliffies.

I'm sorry I didn't post. But thy cliffy should be enough apology.

Vote and comment. Please. I mean, my fans are not voting for me at all!

Tell me what you think happened. It would be more than cheating on Zoey since she is toughish. I'd love to hear. Maybe I'll use your idea instead of mine if it's better, I mean, worse. I'm confused.

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