Chance.

Ten.

 

 Sammie's POV

They used to say I'd never make it, and that's the reason that I will. I ain't being cocky i'm just-

Groaning, I rolled over to shut the alarm off on my phone. I rubbed my eyes, adjusting to the light coming in through the curtains.

"Looks who's finally up." Carter laughed, throwing a pillow at me.

"I sleep late, sue me." I joked, throwing the same pillow back at him. I picked up my phone, looking at it for any notifications. There was a bunch of instagram, vine, and twitter notifications which I wasn't interested in seeing; so I just opened a few messages I had. There was one from Cam, two from Taylor and one from Matt.

Cam- morning beautiful (;

Taylor- Sammie, can we talk?

Taylor- I know you're mad, I talked with Cam. Just please let me explain.

I rolled my eyes, opening the one from Matt.

Matt- Dude, it's like, eleven. Wake the fuck up and come to my room.

I placed my phone on the nightstand, walking to my drawer to get out some clothes. I walked into the bathroom, putting on a muscle tee with the ying-yang symbol and a pair of light wash high waisted shorts. I took my hair out of it's bun, letting lose waves fall around my shoulders. Grabbing my makeup bag, I applied a BB cream, mascara, and chap stick. I was never big on eye liner or lipstick, so I stick to the basics. After all of that, I walked back into the room to see Carter talking with Nash.

"You were in there for like, 15 minutes." Carter rolled his eyes, walking past me into the bathroom.

"I'm a girl, sorry." I shouted through the closed door. I put my used clothes back into the drawer considering they were still clean, then grabbed my phone, replying to Matt's message saying i'd be there soon. I put on my black vans, running a hand through my hair before walking towards the door.

"Well, good morning hot stuff." Nash winked, stopping me from exiting.

"You're such a flirt." I scoffed, trying to walk out again.

"Where are you going?" Nash called before I could leave.

"Matt's room." I replied, exiting the room completely. I made my way down the hall, entering Matt's room.

"Finally! I texted you like, two hours ago." Matt exclaimed when I walked in.

"I only got up like, 30 minutes ago.." I defended myself, sitting on the bed across from him. Brent and the Jack's were also in the room with us.

"You know we have a meet up in like, 30 minutes right?" Brent chuckled, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm a world class procrastinator. I would've been ready in time." I bragged, flipping my hair over my shoulder, jokingly.

"Once a procrastinator, always a procrastinator." Gilinsky smirked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I pouted, looking in his direction.

"Sam, you've been a procrastinator since the day I met you, I didn't think anything would've changed." he laughed. I rolled my eyes, smiling to myself.

"Anyway, Taylor told me to tell you he needs to talk to you in the lobby." Matt said, not so loudly, but i'm pretty sure the others heard.

"Like, now?" I asked. Matt nodded, causing me to bite my lip. "Alright then, i'm off. Later guys." I sighed, exiting the room and making my way down to the lobby. I saw Taylor sitting in a chair, tapping his leg on the floor. I stood a few feet in front of him and when he saw me, he stood immediately.