Beneath The Mask

44. Uh Ho! We Have Been Caught!

The picture above is kind of like Sam's outfit. Not exactly, but still it is somewhat similar to it.

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Sam's POV:

I looked at myself in the mirror. A smirk grew up on my face. He is definitely gonna love it and I sure am going to enjoy having one hell of a time in it. Blowing myself a kiss, I walked out of my room and over to Daniel's.

I knocked at the door but there wasn't any sound from the other side. A frown etched on my face. What the hell was he doing? The door was not locked. So I slid it open a little and peeked inside. He was sleeping! God damn it!

No way in hell am I going to back away from this plan now! An idea formed itself on my mind. I pushed open the door and walked inside. The heels made a clanking noise against the marble floor. Apparently that wasn't enough to wake up the sleeping monster.

I stomped my foot even more louder, making it appear as if horses were running around the house but still to no avail. I walked over to the beside table and pushed the book from over the top. The huge brick like slabs of novels clashed onto the floor and still he was sleeping.

I stomped over to his side and checked his ears without touching him. No, there weren't any ear plugs. Or did he go deaf overnight? I don't think that could have been possible. Then why the hell wasnt he waking up? I am not going to lose this battle!

One final attempt. I looked around and my eyes landed on the night lamp beside his head. Should I just throw it over his head? No! I didn't want to ruin his beautiful face and I definitely didn't want to ruin this surprise. The news of me turning into a psycho who kills people in their sleep would be much more bigger surprise than what I had planned for him. So it's definitely a big fat no.

Or maybe I could just... I pushed the lamp off the table and it fell down to the floor, crashing to tiny pieces. Bingo! Looks like my plan finally worked.

Daniel jerked up from his bed and sat upright. I quickly ducked beside his bed like I was cleaning up the mess. His eyes flew wide open and he turned around frantically in search of what might have caused the disturbance to his beauty sleep. It was me of course! But he didn't know that and doesn't have to know it too.

"Samantha!" He shouted. I froze. Did he just find out that I did it? "What's that noise? Are you okay?"

I felt slightly guilty now since he actually cared about me and made me rethink if I had to do this to him. But then I remembered what he had done to me yesterday. He made me stand there like a dumb girl while he enjoyed my embarrassment like I was his entertainment. I wasn't going to back out now. Payback's a bitch? Piff! I'll show him who is the bitch now!

"Oh yeah. I was just searching for your bike key and accidentally pushed the lamp off the table." I stood up from the floor and dusted my shorts.

His muscle relaxed and his eyes drooped back to the previous sleepy state. He slumped back to the bed and slowly turned to my side. "Oh, I got scared that you got hurt or something." He mumbled as his eyes drifted to close slowly.

Then his eyes flew open quickly, contrary to how it closed. His mouth hung open as his eyes trailed over my body. First his eyes fell on my sleek black ankle boots. It then trailed up my tanned calves, up my thighs and onto the blue jean shorts that ended just two or three inches below my butt.

I struggled to hide the smirk off my face as I saw him gulp his Adam's apple when his eyes lingered for a second too long on my toned abs. My grey blouse hugged my torso and was pulled into a knot on one corner of my belly.