She's the goody two shoes, and he's the bad boy she doesn't normally even look at. But one weekend every year, her parents go to a convention across the country. This gives her the opportunity to do everything she's missed out on for a year. What ha...
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Sammy's POV
With only 10 minutes left of class, I walked up to my teacher and whispered something in his ear. He looked at me with a confused expression, before slowly nodding his head and sitting forward in his seat. Looking at the class, he looked back at me and smiled, motioning to the front of the class. I smiled at him and made my way to the front of the class. When Skylar saw me standing up front, she leaned forward and smiled. Since the teacher had a guitar, I grabbed it from him and started playing. (Song above)
When I finished, everyone was just sitting there staring at me in shock. I set the guitar back where I got it and walked over to my seat. Skylar wouldn't look at me, and as soon as the bell rang, she stormed out. I decided not to follow her and walked over to my locker. None of my friends were there, because they haven't talked to me since last week. Slamming my locker door, I walked into my next class and sat in my seat. Skylar walked in right before the bell rang and sat down.
Sammy: Look, we need to talk, and I know you've been avoiding the subject. This conversation has to happen.
Skylar: Sammy, I don't think this is a conversation we need to be having in the middle of class. Maybe if you can find me at lunch we can talk, but right now I need to focus on class.
She pulled a notebook out and slammed it on the table, ending our conversation. I rolled my eyes, before taking my own notes. The teacher went on and on about an upcoming project, and I took notes but can't remember any of it. Finally, the bell rang and I walked out only to end up in another classroom. Why can't this class just hurry up? I need to talk to Skylar.
As soon as the bell rang, Skylar took off, and I couldn't see which way she went. Rolling my eyes, I walked towards my locker and put my stuff away. I decided to spend all of my lunch looking for her, even if I couldn't find her. She wasn't in any of our classes, even though her stuff was in our next class. The teacher told me that she had just been here, so she couldn't be far. While I was walking down the hallway, I bumped into someone it was her. Quickly, I grabbed her and pulled her into an empty classroom.
Sammy: Found you. Now we need to talk. Why the hell have you been avoiding me all of lunch? You know you want to get this out as much as I want to hear. So just tell me what your choice is.
Skylar: Sammy, I really like you and I want to trust you, but what she said will always be eating away at the back of my mind. I need more time to think about this.
Sammy: That's a lie. You know what you're thinking, so just tell me. Why is it so hard for you?
Skylar: Because everything she told me actually happened. You lied to the whole school for years about you smoking weed, so how do I know you're not lying to me about this?
Sammy: I don't lie about things like this. I thought you would know that by now.
At this point, I had her pushed up against the wall and her breath was heavy. I smiled at her, while she just stared. After a minute of just standing there staring at her, she bit her lip and looked me in the eye. I've never felt such a rush as when that girl just looked at me. She looked me up and down, before she finally leaned in and kissed me. I could feel all of the sparks going off, until I heard someone clear their throat.
Sammy: We were just leaving. Thanks for leaving your classroom open, sir. Have a nice day.
Skylar: You just had to pull us into his room, didn't you?
Sammy: You didn't seem to mind it when we were making out.
She gasped and hit me, before grabbing my hand and walking to our next class. We were almost late, but Skylar was able to drag me there in time. Even though I was sitting there begging her to let us skip. When class started, Skylar was still holding my hand. Luckily I'm left handed and she's right handed, so we didn't have to let go. The bell rang and we went to our next hour. Destiny saw us, and I winked at her while Skylar wasn't looking. This game is way too easy to play.
