Chapter 19. Sleepover

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The room was silent as Sam turned around to me and whispered. “What?” I suddenly felt nervous and sweaty, well my hands did anyway. He looked at me obviously expecting me to say something but my mouth was dry and my head scrambled.  “I want to talk to you.” I said.

Sam nodded to me but looked in the direction of Shannon and Joanne. I knew before he started talking what he was getting at. Shannon and Joanne were the nosiest people in the world no way would they let us go off alone. God knows what their thoughts would be and talking with them here would be disastrous. But I had already started I couldn’t just cut the feelings off.  “I know.” I said.

Mum came in and saved us. “Sam and Amy can you help me?” I heard her shout. Both of us tried to hide our secret excitement that we would be able to talk. Well unless mum really needed my help. “What is it mum?” I asked. She had laid the table all fancy with fruit in the middle and more fruit smoothies.  “Well urn.” Mum started rubbing the back of her neck. I knew whatever she said would be a lie. “I need to ring Sophie, you know check up on her.” She rushed out of the room. I would have to thank her tomorrow. Oh god tomorrow was the prom and I was still dateless.

“So now we can talk?” Sam pestered me. I froze. I hadn’t actually thought of any way I could announce what I felt. I was completely caught off guard. I took a deep breath as Sam waited. “The kiss?” I whispered. Sam looked instantly uncomfortable. “I am sorry I kissed you.” He looked up at me finally. I tried to hide the giggle wanting to escape. He was apologising to me? He obviously didn’t realise the kiss had made me realise that I liked him more than I actually knew. Had this been his plan all along to make me admit my feelings? Had I been so obvious around him? I was trying to remember school and every time we met up. I couldn’t remember him acting any differently than his usual self. He had given up trying so why did he suddenly kiss me.

“Why did you kiss me?” I asked. I didn’t know if I was ready for his explanation. It was a little bit of a stupid question. Sam looked away shyly.

After a few minutes Sam said. “You know I have always liked you and anyway why did you kiss me back?” He had me there. I didn’t know what to say. So that is why he thought I felt the same. I didn’t pull away and since that night I had dreamt many times of the kiss we shared. It felt so warm and right.  “I don’t know.” I staggered. Just then Joanne and Shannon piled into the room.

“You missed the DVD.” Joanne complained. Shannon started laughing.

“You know we heard you?” She said. They both started laughing. I stared out the window wondering whether to act all innocent but they had definitely heard us. “Did you really kiss?” Joanne asked.

I just nodded. Might as well get their comments over with but I was in fact surprised. Neither of them tormented us at all. “So what is happening now?” Shannon came and sat beside me. She always loved gossiping. “I don’t know.” I answered. I was being honest. I really didn’t know and Sam hadn’t really had the chance to talk anymore.

“I am sorry Amy I have to go.” Sam jumped up from his chair clutching his phone and heading to the door. I turned around to Shannon and Joanne who were staring at the door Sam had just ran out of. There it was clear as anything. My rejection.

I served out mum’s dinner as she seemed to have disappeared and sat down quietly. “I am sorry Amy.” Joanne broke the silence. I just shrugged. “It’s okay.” I smiled to them both. I admit I was a little wounded especially after Adam had left and now Sam all in the same year. “We still have prom tomorrow.” Shannon and Joanne looked so excited. I couldn’t kill their excitement so I hid my rejection.

After dinner we all went up to my bedroom. Joanne and Shannon were a little quiet and I of course didn’t understand why at the time. I didn’t think to question them either. “So what shall we do?” I asked.  They both yelled. “Music.” I laughed. “Any requests?” The shook their heads. I turned my TV on and flicked through the channels straight to the music. “Is this okay?” They both jumped around laughing. This was really helping me not think about my unluckiness.  We started singing to my heart will go on and laughing when we couldn’t get to the high parts. Mum came upstairs laughing.

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