Sam Dying Rose

17

Sean decided we should go to his place until school gets out since his parents are gone on a business trip. We walk through the door and he kicks his shoes off. He turns into the kitchen and pulls out some juice.

"You want something to drink?"

"No thanks I'm fine."

"Okay." He shrugs and pours himself a glass. "Let's go watch a movie or something."

I follow him into the living room and we flop down on the white L shaped couch.

"Sean can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot."

"Do you have feelings for me?"

"I did say I don't regret kissing you isn't that enough?"

"Well you didn't say you had feelings for me. You could've just meant I was a good kisser."

Sean smiles at me with a goofy look and places is cup down on the floor. "Stop over thinking things Sam." He flips the TV on and turns to me. "Do you remember how my lips feel against yours?"

My heart speeds up and my eyes widen. "No I wasn't focused on the feeling."

"Well let me remind you." With a swift motion and grabs my waist and pulls me to his body before he softly places his lips on mine. Our lips move together and it feels so natural. He pushes me back and lays on top of me his dark hair glazing against my skin.

"Sean you can't keep your hands to yourself can you?" A girls voice comes from behind me and I jump a little while Sean raises his head with a smile on his face.

"Oh look it's my dear sister what have I done for you to grace me with your presents?"

"Stop being smart Sean. Why aren't you at school?"

"How about you stop acting brand new, you know I don't go to school when our care takers aren't here."

"So their care takers and not mom and dad now?"

"Why not?" They never treat us like their kids anyway."

"Who's the girl you're hovering over?"

"Oh this is Sam."

"Sam? That's not a girls name I didn't know you swung that way."

"You know I don't."

I raise my head so I can put a face to the voice. She looks just like Sean but shorter and with much longer hair. Her hair reaches to the bottom of her butt and it's jet black her face is fatter that Sean but her bone structure is still amazing. Her body is perfect, every curve in the right place.

"Sam this is my older sister Shari."

She waves her hand and pulls her hair into a ponytail. "What jerk gave you the name Sam?"

"Well it's my nickname my real name is Samantha."

"Oh lame name." She sits on the other side of the couch. "So what's your deal?"

"What do you mean?"

"All the girls my brother dates has a problem or how should I say this background."

"Excuse my sister she can be a snob at times." Sean says his lips tight in annoyance.

She gasp and looks shocked. "Me a snob never I'm genially interested. All the girls you have a make out session with always know how to hold a conversation."

I smile a little and look at her. "Well sorry to disappoint you I'm not one of those girls."

"What the make out session girls or the one that can hold a conversation?"