A Sam Wilkinson Story

Chapter Three

Karissa's P.O.V. 

"Sam what are you doing?" I began to say. "Come to Chicago with me for the tour," Sam said. "Sam I'd have to ask my mom, but won't that cause drama too?" I said in worry. "Well my mom preasked yours because i planned on asking you. If drama does happen, then those people are clearly not my real friends," Sam said. "Sam i could have said no.," I stated to Sam. "But you didn't," Sam said. Honestly how could you say no to someone with a face as perfect as his. Sam knew every possible way to get me into sayng yes. "Sam when do we even leave?" I began to say. "Well winter break starts tomorrow and we'd leave tomorrow afternoon and come back thursday because friday starts our two-day basketball tournament," Sam said. "That means i have to go home and pack like right now.." I said to Sam. "Here how about this. You go pack and then after you finish come over and you can come on YouNow with me and the boys." Sam said. "I guess I could do that," I said. Sam and I joined Brock and Mike in the car and drove to my house. I got out of the car to put in my garage code and when the garage door was opening, I saw a range rover. I knew it wasn't my birthday and I knew Christmas was coming on Sunday, but why was my dream car in the garage? My mom came outside and said,"Wow, you're home earlier than usual. i didn't even get to put the bow on it." "Wait mom are you saying this is my car?!" I exclaimed. "It is. It's an early Christmas gift from your grandparents. They knew exactly what you wanted and that you needed a car, so little Sam over there doesn't have to keep taking you places." I ran up to my mom and hugged her because i couldn't have been more thankful. Sam, Brock, and Mike all jumped out of Sam's car to check out mine. While they were checking out all the features with my mom, I decided to go pack for Chicago. When i was going up the stairs, I started to think what would happen in Chcago. I knew what i wanted to happen with Sam, but I wasn't about to get my hopes up on that idea. I finished packing when i realized Sam was there standing in my door frame. "How long have you been standing there?" I said a bit startled. "Long enough to see you making sure you packed everything. So basically not too long." "Why are you even standing there? Shouldn't you be with Brock and Mike downstairs?" I said. "I should be downstairs but i wanted to come up and help you, but you clearly finished," Sam said while chuckling a bit. Sam walked over to me and picked up my bag and brought it downstairs for me. I was about to say thank you to him but he already was saying you're welcome as he was walking down the stairs to put my suit case in his car. I followed him downstairs and sorta just smirked to myself. I walked into the kitchen and my mom handed me my keys which were now on my Nebraska lanyard. When I walked into the living room, my mom also told me that I had a volleyball tournament in Chicago that Sam's mom offered to transport me to and from. Lately, i began losing track of when i had out of town tournaments because they either always happened or barely happened. It varied quite a bit. I ran and grabbed my volleyball bag from my room and put it in Sam's car. Sam actually didn't notice because casual Sam was on his phone. The thing about my tournament was that it started Monday and only went to Tuesday, so i still got to go to Sam's event either between games or even full days. I hugged my mom one last time and then i headed over to Sam's house with Brock, Sam, and Mike.