Chasing Love

Chapter 1

"Samantha hurry up we have to go!" My brother Parker called from the kitchen at me. I fininsed touching up my mascara before grabbing my Milliken Tri Delta bag and sweatshirt before I went downstairs. I always forget that on Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's Parker has early morning soccer while I have early morning study sessions with Ana Michaels (A/N pronounced Ah-nah) my closest friend at Milliken. Also, the biggest brainiac at Chem I know. I met Parker in our kitchen and saw his dirty blonde hair up JB style. Parker has no idea how completely stupid he looks.

"Hey Justin."

"Shut up and get in the car we have to pick up Miles." I rolled my eyes at this. I hate Miles Adams with about all my heart. Miles is Parker's best friend. Miles has always teased me and been a total dick to me ever sense we met. I have known him for a total of sixteen years now. Miles is one of the biggest man-whores ever and a he is a real jerk, no wonder he could never keep a girl.

"Samantha, it isn't like his place is as close to campus, like the one Mom and Dad are paying for us. " I rolled my eyes once again. I hate when Parker brings up Mom and Dad being rich and how Miles isn't as fortunate as us. I know I sound mean for thinking this way, but Miles is a spoiled brat. Me on the other hand, I wasn't, if I wanted something I worked for it even though we are rich. Parker got the free ride in life, I didn't. I never knew why though. I mean yes he is first born but only by two years. What is really weird is how much our physical appearances are alike. Like how I am 5'10" and Parker is 5'10". He has dirty blonde hair and I have chestnut that turns dirty blonde in the summer. Of course the bright blue eyes, long legs, and tan skin that for some reason everyone loves about us. But, our personalities are completely different. He is a sporty guy who loves playing around with woman and hates wearing clothes. So, you usually see him shirtless. Unlike me. I am a sporty girl who has a love for writing books and has the biggest passion in the world for fashion. So, unlike him I actually like wearing clothes and styling them of course.

We get to Miles apartment and he is standing there against the building tapping on his phone. Parker honks the horn and Miles jumps a little. I laughed, of course.

"Shut up Blondie." He snapped at me as he headed for the car. So, my hair must already be turning dirty blonde.

"Bite me Milson." He gave me a death glare that made me chuckle a little bit. Milson was Miles real name. He hated that name so he decided for people to call him Miles. It took us half hour to get to campus from Miles apartment.

"Have fun with tutoring Sam Sam." He did not just call me that! When I was six the only thing I would respond to at home was 'Sam Sam'. I can't believe Parker told him when I told him not to. He is going to pay. I act like it didn't bother me and just kept walking towards the library. I felt like I was being watched by this kid that works at the smoothie shack on campus. I hurry my ass along and try to stay calm.

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"Okay, try to solve this." Ana said and handed me the notebook. It took me around three or four minutes to figure it out. When I slid the notebook back to her to see if it was right, she nodded. We gathered our things and walked to Chem. I was feeling really good about the quiz today. Mostly because I already know 95% of everything, but, the stuff I didn't really understand we went over and it was fresh in my mind. It took me about ten minutes to do the quiz and another to check my work and rework the problems. I handed Mrs. Bankcock my quiz and grabbed out my sketchpad and started sketching a long blue dress. By the time class was over I only had the model finished and half of the dress started. I didn't have another class until 10:30 and it was only 9 so I went to a coffee shop and got a frappuccino. I sat down at one of this high stooled tables and started finishing the sketching part of the dress. By the time I finished the dress sketch it was 10:15 and I needed to start walking to class now before I am late.

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I got to class right on time. Today, we had a pop quiz in biology. I am a wiz-kid in biology so I finished my quiz fairly quickly and started sketching again.

As I started to walk back to the apartment after class Miles decided, on his own, to join me because he was already on his way there.

"So, how was the Chemistry quiz that Mrs. Bankcock said was going to be extremely hard?"

"It was pretty easy for the most part." Why is he being nice to me?

"I think I failed it."

"Well, maybe you could ask Ana if you could join our study group we do while Parker is at soccer and you lift weights or take a jog." Woah, why am I being so nice to him?

"Should I? I mean I don't want to interupt the studying you do. Well when your with Ana. When you aren't your at the coffee shop staring at my co-worker." I punched him in the arm.

"Hey, man. But if you want to know his name it's Chase."

"Thanks, but I'm not interested. Love is just a game. A game that I always lose." Why did I say that? What is going on with me?

"Not always. It just turns out you two weren't the right match. That is nothing to put yourself down on. I mean look at me. The only reason I don't have a girlfriend is because I can tell if they are the right match for me or not."

"Oh, I never thought about it like that before. I just thought you were a man-whore."

"Hell no! I give them a week or two and if they aren't my type than I have to let them go. Unlike Parker who just plays around from chick to chick. I don't think he realizes what reputation he has when it comes to woman."

"Wow. I would never think that that would ever come out of Miles Adams mouth." Wait, did I just say that?

"Well, it just did and are you going to open the door?" I just realized we were at the door. I put the key in and twisted it then walked inside.