A Sam Wilkinson Story

Chapter Five

Karissa's P.O.V.

"I'm nervous for this basketball tournament on Friday," Brock said. "Awh you'll be fine. You're already a good player so you'll do just fine," I said. Brock smiled and then chuckled at what Sammy whispered to him. I didn't bother asking what it was, but I did end up going back to my seat on the couch. By now it was almost midnight and the boys were still going on YouNow. I couldn't find the pillows on the couch, so i decided to lie down on Sammy's leg and began playing "Let It Goat." I started dozing once i kept dying on the game, and Sam was beginning to take notice because I felt him pick me up and carry me upstairs. I woke up the next morning in Emily's room. I don't know how i got here, but all i knew was that i smelled bacon. I went to grab my phone and then i realized it was in the charger. I'm pretty sure i didn't do that either. I decided to keep my phone there and went downstairs to go get food. I only saw Sam and his mom. "Where'd the boys go?" I asked Sam. "They left about a half an hour ago," Sam said. "Oh okay. Uh..Do you know how i got into Emily's room last night and how my phone got plugged in?" I asked kinda confused. "You fell asleep on me, so i carried you into there and plugged your phone in for you. Don't worry. You weren't drunk or on drugs." Sam said and laughed a bit. "You're honestly the greatest Sam," I said. I finished eating and showered and got ready. We had to be at the airport in an hour and Sam and i made sure we had everything and got in the car. The car ride ws at least 30 minutes but it was peaceful. Once we got to Chicago, my plan was to do as much as i could to be with Sam on Sunday so he wouldn't be too mad about Monday and Tuesday. My goal for today was to get as much rest in as possible, but by being around a personality like Sam's, i know that isn't about to happen. The hour of waiting in the airport went by fairly quick. I ate, played on my phone, abd even read a book all before having to board the plane. We all boarded the plane and once i sat down, i realized Sammy's seat was right next to mine. Honestly this was a 2 hour flight and I am about to sleep, no matter who i sit next to. I dozed off to Sammy mumbling something but since i was dozing off, I couldn't figure it out one bit. 2 hours went by quick. I felt like i was sleeping on a pillow because man, was i comfy. I then realized i fell asleep on Sammy which now became a usual thing. I actually was excited for this trip because one i get to play the sport i love and two i get to spend my time here with my best friend. Of course as soon as we stepped off the plane, Sammy wanted to explore Chicago. Mrs. Wilkinson had us check in the hotel and we found our rooms. We had a suite that held three separate rooms on the inside. It was so nice, yet so cool. Before Sammy and I went to explore, i went and checked in with my teammates, who so happened to be staying in this same hotel also. We all exchanged the hotel room numbers with each other, so whoever had us for a door decoration, could work their magic. Sammy was getting anxious to explore so I told my team that i'd see them later. Now I could see why Sammy was so anxious to leave, Chicago was beautiful. The city was my favorite part of this so called "cite seeing." I looked forward the most to seeing the city lit up at night. Sammy told me that we could stay out to see it all lit up. That's what i liked about Sammy. He would do anything to make me happy. Time went by within a blink of an eye. The city shined so bright. I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted to stay outside, but it was cold, and i wasn't trying to get sick on tournament week. It was like in those shows or even movies where the guy gives the girl his jacket, well in Sam's case, it was his sweatshirt. "Here, take my sweatshirt" Sam basically demanded. "Sam, I don't want you to freeze.." I said. "You need warmth more than I do. I'll be fine. We have 1 more block." Sam insisted and I gave in so easiy. We got back to the hotel and I handed Sam back his sweatshirt. "No keep it" Sam said. "But Sam it's yours" I said quite shyly. "But we also both know i have many" Sam said and i nodded and headed up to the room still wearing his sweatshirt. It smelled just like him and wow did he smell amazing. Once I got into my room, i changed into sweats and pretty much fell asleep right away.