Sam's P.O.V.
                              "Wake up! Wake up! It's Christmas!" Someone squealed while jumping on the bed.
                              "Ughhh!" Jazmin groaned. She sounds so cute when annoyed. I still couldn't open my eyes. I put my head under the pillow hoping the annoying person would leave.
                              "Come on guys! Still tired from having sex?" Jc said whispering the last word and my eyes shot open.
                              "What!?" Jazmin and I screamed at the same time. We both stared up at Jc standing on the bed.
                              "Well that got you two up, didn't it?" Jc smirked at us and jumped off the bed.
                              "We didn't do anything." Jazmin defended herself.
                              "Yeah, and even if we did, that's none of your business." I added.
                              "Sure sure." He was about to walk out of the room when I remembered why he woke us up.
                              "Hey! It's not Christmas?"
                              "I know, just practicing." He smiled and walked out of the room.
                              As soon as Jc closed the door behind him, Jazmin fell back onto the bed.
                              "How are you feeling?" I asked her laying back down next to her.
                              "Like complete bleaaaaghhhh." She exaggerated and pulled the covers over her head.
                              I did the same so I could see her. She poked my cheek and I poked her nose.
                              "Why do you feel like complete bleghhhh?" I said exactly the way she did seconds ago. Or at least I thought I did.
                              "No, not bleghhhh. Bleaaaaghhhh!" She corrected me. "You need to put more 'aaaghh' into it."
                              I laughed. "Are you really giving me a lecture about how to say 'bleaaaaghhhh'?" I asked her and she giggled. "What?"
                              "You said it right. I guess I'm a master at teaching." She stuck her tongue out and hid from me.
                              I searched for her sides under the covers. I found one side of her and tried to tickle her, but nothing. I kept trying and trying, but she wouldn't budge.
                              "Are you human, or are you from the great beyond?" I asked her.
                              "Did you really just refer to me as an alien Sam?" She uncovered her face and pouted.
                              "You didn't deny it." I told her and backed away a little.
                              "Yes, all I want is to eat your brains." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
                              "I thought that was zombies?" I was so confused.
                              "Have you ever met an alien before?" She asked me.
                              "No." I answered.
                              "Well, how do you know if aliens eat brains or not?" She waited for me to respond, but I had no idea what to say. She smiled and flicked my forehead. "Exactly."
                              "Do you want something to eat?" I asked her getting up and walking to the door. She thought about it for a few seconds and finally answered.
                              "Nope." She covered her face with the covers again.
                              "It wasn't a question. Come on!" I walked over to her and tried to grab her, but she kept wiggling. "Stay still!" She thinks I won't be able to get her, but I will. "Fine." I fake stomped my foot and walked over to the door and opened it. I pretended to walk out and closed the door. I waited for her to get up, but she didn't.
                              "I know you're still there."
                              "How!?" I asked in disbelief.
                              "I can see through the sheets smarty pants." She laughed. I couldn't help, but laugh too.
                                      
                                   
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Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }
FanfictionJazmin Vega was an odd girl living in Los Angeles, California. Never really getting out. Not having many friends. She was okay with that though. She had some friends, but didn't think of them as real friends. Except for Marley. He's her best friend...
 
                                               
                                                  