Sisters before misters... Or so I thought (On hold)

Chapter 8: Death by step dad

Chapter: Death by step dad

After going to the restaurant, Sam walked me all the way home. It took us an hour and a half. He started walking me to my door when Andrew walked right out to us, grasped my wrist, and dragged me inside after giving Sam the daggers.

When we got inside he flung me on the couch,

"Who was that?" He screamed pointing back at the door.

"Sam," I said rolling my eyes

"Sam?" His eye starts to twitch, "you mean Sam Bolasco, the trouble making, detention inventing, thrill seeking, man whore!"

"How dare you!" I seethe, "you don't know him, ever heard of judging a book by its cover? Cause you didn't even read the blurb!"

He sniggers and looks at me. " He is in my homeroom, and he flirts with every girl in a 100 mile radius."

"I don't believe you! You honestly think I'm going to fall for that? If you wanted me to never grow up, you should have told my hormones a long time ago," I stomp to my bedroom and slam the door.

I flop onto my bed, rubbing my face, Sam is no cliche jock. Is he? He has always been so kind and caring, jerks do not even know what that is. I slide under my flowery covers, falling into a well deserved deep sleep.

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The next day

I wake up with raccoon face, ew. I wipe as much off as I can before I start looking like a drugged up stripper. I hate Andrew, why does he have to ruin everything? He is always telling me about guys and how they all think the same. Is that how he thinks about mum?

I quickly throw on the closest pair of skinny jeans and a red half top with long sleeves. I throw my hair up in a donut bun and whack some eyeliner on.

Finally Saturday, my favourite day of the week. Soccer got canceled due to the weather so I am free. I text my shopping buddy Livvy. She always knows the trends and what looks good with what.

Me: Hey you wanna go shopping today?

Livvy: yeah, a new vintage boutique just opened and I was gonna text you about it. Its in Crepper Place

I smile, Crepper place is our secret shopping destination. it is hidden in the rough side of town behind the old abandoned hospital.

Me: I will meet you there

Livvy: later skater x

-- CokeandMentosandCokeandMentosandCokeandMentos---

I realise that I have no one to drop me off. No one except Livvy and I. Crepper place has the best boutiques in town because everything is beautiful, handmade and cheap as chips. we found it one day when we got on the wrong bus. I look through my contacts: Mum, Dad, Andrew, Layla, Lillian, Livvy and The sexiest man alive?

I suddenly realise it must be Sam, arrogant jerk, I'll show him. Well mum and Andrew are at work, Layla hates me, Lillian's car will break down if she even gets it on the highway and I am meeting Livvy there.

Great one person left, Sam. I press the call button and start to count the number of rings it takes for him to answer.

"Hello," I here a very familiar voice over the other end.

"Sorry I was just looking through my call log, and I didn't realise I had Tom Cruise's number.

I imagine the smirk lingering on his face.

"Sorry but you didn't get Tom Cruise, you got something better," he says in the most flirtatious voice it is hard to control myself from falling to the ground in giggles.

"A lifetime supply of Belgium chocolate?"

"No, me!" he protests like I just stole candy out of his little baby hands, "did you ring for a reason," he asks seriously

"Yeah about that, can you give me a ride to the abandoned hospital, like now?"

"Only because I am just around the corner from your place am I doing this are we clear?"

"Yeah okay?" i half answer, half ask.

"I will be there in five and he hangs up

-----Authors------Note--------------

Sorry been busy with things and didn't have time to update sorry! anyways hope you like it -kels