Quiet Hearts (Sam Woolf Fanfic)

THREE

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"ReeRee!" Tony giggled as I chased him around the house. It was Tony Tag, a game he invented where if I catch him, I'm the one out. See how it works? Unfair, but totally adorable. That's all that matters.

"Tony, coat and shoes, now!" his mom yelled from somewhere in the house. Tony frowned but did what he was told like a good little boy. I stood up and put my hand on my hips, taking deep breaths.

Man, I need to get in shape.

"Where are you going?" I asked my aunt.

"Grocery store, gas station. Just basic errands." She waved it off.

"Can Sam and I come?" I asked. I missed the town and wanted to see it. See, before I moved, we lived in a house right down the street from this one and my cousin. Tony had never been born yet, because we moved when I was 11.

"Sure." she smiled. "We're leaving in five." I nodded and found Sam to tell him where we were going.

He agreed quickly and helped get Tony in his carseat.

"Sammy?" Tony pointed to Sam, and looked at me as if asking if that was his name.

"Yep, that's Uncle Sammy." I laughed and looked at my friend. He had a light smile on his face, and he looked at Tony, amused.

"Uncle Sammy." Tony nodded his head, and soon he started waving his head all over the place saying 'Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup.' I laughed and climbed in the seat next to him. Sam took shotgun reluctantly, but I forced him too.

Well, more like manipulated him.

"You promised me!" he had a tight grip on my arm, and was dragging me towards the snack and candy aisle in the grocery store. He searched the shelves with his eyes before they landed on the Oreos. He floated towards them and grabbed a whole pack.

"Fine, but my wallet's in the car. I have to go grab it." I rolled my eyes and trudged away. I swear that boy had an Oreo problem. He always had at least one pack in his house at a time. So I didn't understand how he wasn't fat or hyperactive or some Oreo-induced condition.

But on the other hand, it was always great to know that I had a guaranteed sugar escape after a hard day. Like that time in Freshman year when I failed the big English test. I went straight to Sam's house, grabbed his Oreos, and watched a Full House marathon until 10 o'clock that night. And then the next day I-

"Audria?"

Who dareth use my real name?

I looked around me and saw a face I just barley recognized as...

"Derek Brashe?!"

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