Nash's P.O.V.
We rode back to her house and I walked her to her door. Seeing as there was no car in the driveway, no one was home.
"And that's a good thing." Sam noted. I brunched my eyebrows together, "And why is that?"
Sam took out her keys and unlocked her front door. Our neighborhood is pretty decent. Our houses are too. Everyone's house is a bit different then the next. There's either a garage on the other side or different colors or the doors are on one side and the other is on the front.
"If my parents saw you dropping me off I think they'll go ballistic, especially my dad." Sam walked in and dropped her keys on the table under the light switch. "Really? At your brother's birthday party, he seemed nice." I replied with scrunched up eyebrows.
Sam walked over to the fridge that was covered with beautiful drawings and opened it, taking out an Arizona Tea can she offered me one. I politely took one and downed half of it in one gulp.
"That's a surprised." Sam said before she burped. She didn't even say excuse me. "I bet I can burp louder th-" I was interrupted by own burp, it was loud and long.
Sam shook her head, "No thanks. I don't want a burping contest. Not when I'm really tired and don't want you to feel sad about yourself for losing."
After our brief good bye I turned the knob to head out. That is until I met Travis on the way out.
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RomanceSamantha Marie Brown, never had intend on falling in love so early in the 12th grade, but too late! She hateD (notice the 'd') Nash Sanchez more than anything! He's the number one player and bad boy at her school. She would do anything to avoid him...
