Forgotten Stars (Sam Wilkinson)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3
We decided to have dinner on the beach as a first time welcome or something. We stretched several beach towels on the sand and charged some flashlights just in case it was too dark outside. The guys went outside to get some hamburgers and Cass and I just set some dishes and glasses on the towels.
"I love this house" Cass said as we sat down.
"It's pretty great"
"The place, really, I mean it gives me positive vibes"
"What are you now? A medium or something?" I laughed and she punched me.
The guys returned pretty fast, and when they were ready we all sat down. I gave a bite to my hamburger. The sky was so pretty over here, it was a deep blue, which almost got camouflaged with the ocean horizon. But the best thing, were the million of glistening stars. It was incredible how far away they were but how shine they could bright. It was really breathtaking.
"How are the scrapes?" Jack asked mockingly
"Fine thank you cheaters" I said. I was a bit exaggerated about my bruises and stuff, but literally my legs were scraped a bit and they burned like hell.
"I'm so sorry babe, it wont happen again, but now you have to do something for losing" Sam said raising his eyebrows. Johnson had lost against my brother, so summarizing everything, Samuel and Jack won.
"What?" Johnson stood up, "We never agreed that the losers had to do something". I laughed; he was such a bad loser all the time. But he was right, ne never agreed to this and I definitely wasn't going to do something to make Sam satisfied, no way.
"Those are the rules, they don't need to be said actually" Cass exclaimed as she took a sip of her drink. I was a hundred percent sure she said that because she had a crush on my brother, and would of course be on his side instead than on her best friend side. I looked at her nastily and everyone laughed.
"But I don't have nothing right now, do you Sam?" Jack asked.
Sam shook his head, "Nope, I guess we'll have to save this for later" I rolled my eyes.
"Anyway, do you guys like the house?" Johnson asked
"Yes, it's perfect" Cass replied clapping her hands.
"It's really big" I exclaimed and Jack nodded,
"It is"
"Perfect for parties" Sam said happily
"You always have your mind on that, don't you?" Cass giggled.
"Yes I do dear Cassie, and anyway, Gilinsky did you bring weed or we have to go buy it?"
"Did you really think I wouldn't bring some douche?"
"True"
Let's say they were like obsessed with getting high, they did it almost all the time and whatever, I really didn't care. They were much more fun to be around when they were stoned. I looked at my right and got lost in the sea; it was so relaxing the sound of the waves crushing against the shore. I closed my eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?" My brother asked laughing
"Getting relaxed and enjoying the divine act of Mother Nature" I whispered and I could hear everyone laughing. "Let me be" I giggled and elbowed him.
We stayed there other couple of hours until 1.30 am, and decided it was time to go to sleep if we wanted to enjoy the beach day tomorrow. After Cass and I cleaned the dishes, the guys took the towels to the laundry.
"Hey tomorrow we have to go to the grocery and stuff, if we are going to survive in here, at least we'll have to keep the fridge full" Cassie said.
I nodded, "I'll go with you"
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I tossed and turned repeatedly trying to find the better position to sleep. This was one of my problems, I always had difficulties to sleep in a bed that wasn't mine, well at least until I was used to it. I stood up and decided to go downstairs to drink something. I put my fluffy slippers on and tiptoed my way down the stairs and tried to make the less sound as possible. I looked at my phone: 3.30 am. Great, tomorrow I would be dead literally.
"Oh Jesus Christ, holy shit" I exclaimed with a hand on my chest while I tried to recovered from my mini heart attack. Sam was sitting in the living room couch watching some sports on TV. "Of course you have to be here" I rolled my eyes. Everywhere I went he had to be there to annoy me, even if it was 3 am.
Sam laughed, "Nice pajamas though" I was wearing a surely not long short and a tight white t- shirt.
"Shut up asshole" he just shrugged and smirked while I went to fetch a glass. I had water because it was literally the only thing in the fridge apart from beer of course. I sighed as I sat down beside him, as it was the only thing I could do.
"Did you really hurt your legs? Or it was another of your lies to have everyone's attention?" he asked almost teasingly after of some second of silence. I rolled my eyes as anger started to form inside me.
"It's not a lie pretty boy and for your information it hurts like hell" I said putting my feet up the little table in front of the couch, showing the red scraps.
He put his hand on my tight and smirked, "Maybe I can heal it somehow" he whispered in my ear.
"You are disgusting." I laughed taking his hand off my body. "Like for real"
"I'll get you to admit you want me" he said giving a sip of his beer bottle, which was the only thing apart from water in the fridge.
"Oh, yeah, sure you don't have an idea of how much I want you" I laughed.
"You are laughing now, but I'm telling you, you will eventually fall for this" he exclaimed pointing himself.
I chuckled while I got up and headed to my room. He was definitely out of his mind. There was no way in hell I was going to have any affective interaction of any kind with Samuel Wilkinson.