Bad habits

5

"So what should we write?" I asked sitting on my counter. I kicked my feet back and forth

"I'm not the one to ask" he laughed looking in my fridge "why don't you do drugs?"

"Because it's how I was raised, why do you do drugs?" I asked

"Why not?" he shrugged "not like my futures bright anyways"

"Don't say that" I hopped off the counter "you're very smart"

"Whatever you say Ms. Straight A's" he teased leaning against my wall

"What makes you think I get straight A's?" I asked

"Maybe the fact you freaked out last year in Conners class when he gave you a 85 on a essay" he grinned

"That essay deserved an A" I laughed

"Exactly like I said Ms. Straight A's" he smiled "now we need to work on this book so you can get the A you deserve"

"We deserve" i corrected him

"Sorry" he smiled sitting at the table "so kids shouldn't do drugs because you can become dependent on them"

"Wow that was actually smart" I teased sitting across from him

"I'm not always dumb" he laughed

"Don't do drugs because they're illegal" I squealed writing it down

"So insightful" Sam joked

"Shut up" I huffed throwing a carrot at his head

"Oh really?" he raised his eye brow "that's how you wanna play" he grinned throwing a strawberry at me

"Sam!" I yelled catching the strawberry

"What?" he asked innocently

"You threw a strawberry at my white shirt" I laughed

"You threw a carrot at the money maker" he winked

"Yeah okay" I sarcastically laughed

"What you don't think it's true?" he cocked his head

"Never said that" I shook mine

"But you implied it" he smirked

"No I didnt" I defended myself

"So you agree my face is a money maker?" he raised his eye brow

"We need to work" I laughed looking at the paper

"Don't change the subject" he laughed

"I'm not, in simply getting the A I deserve" I teased

"We" he mocked me

"Nope just me" I winked

***

"So how was working with Sam?" Kianna asked over the phone

I was laying on my bed with my legs rested against the wall "good, he's actually pretty funny and smart"

"I told you working with him wouldn't be so bad" she nagged

"Yeah, yeah" I mocked rolling my eyes "I mean it's not like I would do another project with him"

"Don't lie to yourself" she laughed

"I'm not" I protested

"Whatever you say" her voice trailed with sarcasm

"I'm going kt bed. Good night loser" I laughed

"Night" she said hanging up the phone

I took my phone away from my ear and looked at the screen

* Sam Boggs

IMessage*

I opened the message and laughed *hey I left my sweatshirt at your house and it has all my packs in there. Can I stop by and get them?*

*sure*