"Do you have anything to tell me?" I could feel Sam's glare through the phone.
"Uh no? I don't think so" I answered a bit confused of where he was taking this conversation to.
"Really? Nothing at all." he questioned a bit annoyed.
"Sam is there something I'm forgetting? Because I'm confused right now" I spilled, nervously.
"Who's the 'cutie' on your Instagram picture hmm?!" he kinda yelled through the phone.
"Oh" I sighed in relief "no Sam don't worry bout that! He's my quince partner and he put that caption God knows why".
"You're in a quince?! How come I didn't know of this?!" he raised his voice quite dramatically.
"Because we haven't really talked and I don't see why you need to know" I responded.
"I need to know everything that's going on in your life Mel." Sam explained.
"What the-?! No you don't!" I exclaimed a bit ticked off. What am I? His slave? Why does he need to know where I'm at?!
"Yes I do." he muttered "now when you're at this so called 'quince practice' don't flirt with that guy, don't look him in the eyes, and on breaks I would love for you to text or FaceTime me rather than talk to that guy. Are we clear?"
"You're insane." Enough Said, I thought to myself.
"What'd you call me?" he calmly replied.
"I said you're insane, can you not hear?" I raised my voice in annoyance.
"Maybe I am insane, but I'm not going to lose you, so shut up and do as I say" Sam demanded.
OH
HELL
NO
"I'm not your slave, Pottorff. I will not do as you say, because this is my life and I make my own decisions, ok?" I roughly spat into the phone.
"Well news flash princess you're dating ME and I'm territorial. Ok? What's mine is mine" he shot back.
"You're not territorial you're crossing the line. He knows I have a boyfriend so chill" I sighed in frustration.
"I will not chill knowing that you're quince partner is a good looking guy who probably wants to get at you" he spoke in anger.
"You're jumping to conclusions Sam. Chill ok? And trust me" I calmed down.
"I do trust you. I just don't trust that guy" he answered.
Sigh. "Well I gotta go Sam I have other things to do" I tried getting out of the conversation.
"Mmm... ok then love you boo" Sam sweetly told me.
"Yeah..." I sighed and ended the conversation. I went downstairs I the kitchen and went straight to the fridge. I started looking through the food items. Not amused. "No... no... no... ugh no... eh yogurt will do" I lowered my standards and just took the blueberry yogurt on the top shelf. Guess what I do next? Instagram pic. I got my blanket and control then took a picture. 'Yaaassssss movies, blanket, and yogurt #ForeverAlone' 735 likes in a minute. Cool! But the comments. Eh. 'Its official they're broken up' 'OMG PLEASE DONT TELL ME SAMLISSA IS OVER!!!!' 'wow she left Sam for some random guy'. UGH, sometimes I get mad because they just jump into conclusions. I would never leave Sam. EVER. I plugged my earphones to my phone and laid on my bed listening to music.
"I don't know it's just something about you... got me feeling like I can't be without ya... every time someone mention your name I be feeling as if I'm around ya... ain't no words to describe you baby all I know is that you take me high"
Shower; By: Becky G. Literally my everyday jam. After listening to an awesome (must say) playlist, I decided to go out for a run. Come on it's Saturday and my parents still aren't home and I'm bored so why not? I quickly changed into my sports bra, tank, shorts, and running shoes and quickly grabbed my water bottle and headed out.
I couldn't stop thinking about my conversation with Sam, though. Does he really think I'm his puppet or pet or something? Whatever, I'll figure it out. I'd rather just go with the flow then argue further ahead.
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YouTube: The Destiny Finder
FanfictionWhat if a nobody decided to break out of her shell to become a well known, confident youtuber? This is the story of Melissa, a nobody, who after being tired of being an outcast and being bullied, makes a YouTube video of her pain and gets discovered...