I am so excited about this story because I finished this in two weeks! I know, miracle right? so fun fact: My friend found one of my notes in my phone with the storyline similar to this, she pleaded me to make the sotory about her and I said yes in defeat. So this is now the result of two years with my crazy best friends and a really creative mind.
.Picture on the right is Grace Phipps as Samantha Greyer.
So, now on with the story!
Chapter one:
In life, we find the things we actually need in the moments we never expect it. Okay, that was a bit poetic since I scanned through Romeo and Juliet a minute ago as I searched for the magazine about Prince William's and Kate's wedding. Come on girlfriend! you can find it-wait, did I just call myself girlfriend? that is so stupid, like who calls herself girlfriend?! wait, I did, I am so stu-"Sam, Sammy, earth to Samantha" Lia tapped my shoulder
"What?!" I snapped at her
"Why is the living room a mess?" She raised an eyebrow to the pile of books and magazines around me
"The living room? oh yea! I was looking that magazine Kent gave to me" I scratched the back of my neck and opened a random magazine around me
"god, still not over with Kent?" She sighed as she sat on the couch
"I am just looking for something he wrote on a magazine" I explained
"What did he write?" She teased
"I can't quite remember" I smiled awkwardly and she rolled her eyes at me
"Something like this?" She fished out the magazine featuring William and Kate during their wedding
"Give it to me!" I whined
"Sam, if you never believed in fairytales, well now you do...Happy anniversary cupcake" She read the note and flashed a teasing smile at me "Seriously, cupcake?" She snorted
"Shut up and give me the magazine"
"Aww, Kenty-wenty called you cupcake" She said in a really childish voice that only comes out when we were teasing each other about boys
"Shut it, seriously" I shot her daggers as I tried to pry the magazine from her dangerously sharp french tips
"I won't because Kenty-wenty told you to believe in fairy-talies" She smirked as she anticipated my reaction
"You are such a kid!" I exclaimed as I slapped her leg with a Hello! magazine
"I'm such a kid? who's littering the living room with old magazines and books?!" She retaliated
"It's not littering, it's called searching for repressed memories" I stated
"Repressed memories my ass" She rolled her eyes and smirked
"Just leave" I demanded
"Who's gonna make me? our step-mom?" She raised an eyebrow at me
"You stooped low on that one"
"Whatever, but seriously, you're gonna fix this mess up later right?" She stood up
"Maybe, if I feel like it" I grinned
"We don't have a maid Sammy, fix your mess or else, you buy the groceries" She threatened
"That threat again? I can always make Rain buy the groceries" I snapped back
