fake boyfriend ↠ sam hurley

eighteen

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i sat in the principals office, andrea and shey sat next to me, and karen and her friends sat across from us. principal jenkins closed off the entire office, just to talk to the six of us.

"i'm extremely disappointed in all you girls. anyone care to explain what just happened?"

i raise my hand, sitting up straight in my seat as i look up at him. "i have a boyfriend, sam. he's been my best friend for as long as i can remember." i start, he nods his head urging me to continue.

"but, karen has always tried to break up our friendship, and now that we're together, she's making it worse." i tell him, crossing my arms into my chest like a toddler that got in trouble.

karen scoffs, shaking her head vigorously. "well, if you guys didn't get together, i wouldn't have to do this shit!" she says loudly, making me roll my eyes. jenkins clears his throat, "enough with the profanity!"

"karen, kylie, you both are suspended for three days and detention for the remainder of the week. now, the rest of you, detention for a week." i glare my eyes at karen, silently cursing her off.

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"i cant believe you got in a fight!" my mother exclaims, shaking her head in disapproval. my dad sits at the dinner table silently, waiting for my mother to finish scolding me.

i took a bite of my chicken, looking down. "to be fair, i didn't start it. she slapped me and her friend punched me. i simply just defended myself." i explain.

my dad nods, "well, at least you didn't start it."

"i even said i didn't want to fight. karen; the girl that slapped me, she started telling sam all this sh- stuff about me! literal lies were being spread around the school. i just wanted an end to it." i tell them.

"i'm sorry, sweetie. i didn't know you were being bullied." my mom says with sad eyes. i shake my head, "i'm not being bullied, mom. i know when o defend myself, trust me. this girl just tried it."

my dad huffs, setting down his fork on his plate. "i'm glad you're okay. and i saw the other girl, didn't look okay..." he trials, "that's my girl." he winks. i smirk, nodding my head.

"jeff! no." my mom scolds my dad. "clean up the kitchen, you're grounded for a week. school and back, only person allowed over is sam, but i know you guys are in a fight right now, so you better sort that out." my mother says sternly, getting up from the table and going up the stairs into her room.

my dad sighs, standing up. "i'll talk to you later about this, okay?" i nod my head as an answer. he soon leaves. i sigh, standing up to clean the kitchen.

after about twenty minutes the kitchen was clean. i hear a knock on the door, and i secretly hoped it was andrea.

i open the door, revealing sam. "hi." i say.

he smiles slightly, walking over to the swing bench on my porch. i shut the door behind me, sitting next to him as we swing slowly. "why did you fight her?" he asks.

i shake my head, scoffing to myself. "sam, jaqueline punched me, and then karen slapped me. im sorry, but you know me. i wasn't going to let that slide. so, i beat the shit out of karen, good for me." i shrug, looking out into the distance.

he wraps his arm around my shoulder, "are you alright?" he asks.

i nod, "peachy."

he presses his lips against my bruised cheek, "im sorry i've been distant. karen just kept feeding lies to me, i don't know why i believed them." he says, shaking his head.

i lean my head down on his shoulder, "it's fine, i guess. she's a believable person, it happens."

"i'm sorry, i really am." he says, i pick my head up to face him. "and, kylie..." he trails, thinking of what to say.

he grabs both of my hands with his, my eyes avert to his. "i'm telling you this now, i like you. like, actually have strong feelings for you. not like a sister or a best friend. i don't want to fake date anymore, but to be serious." he says.

i grow speechless. of course i felt the same way, i just never knew how to word it. i put a smile on my lips, "sam, i like you, too."

-

the next week went by pretty fast, my suspension was relaxing, honestly. i was dreading coming back to school, but i did.

this week we're having finals, then the next week is our last week of school until summer. i was extremely excited for this summer, knowing i would have so much fun with all my friends.

we were planning on going on a road trip this summer, maybe to LA. living in arkansas, there was not much to do.

sam and i are dating for real, which is slightly weird for me, but not so much considering we've been fake dating for about a month.

i sat in my english class, finishing up an essay for my final. chad slyly kicked my leg, making me roll my eyes and snap my head towards his direction. "what's number 45?" he asks, keeping his voice as low as he can.

i squint my eyes, "b." i whisper.

after class, i walk into the lunch room, seeing sam smiling along to what andrea said. "you and sam do the deed, yet?" chad asks as we pass a few familiar faces.

i chuckle, nodding my head. "yes, but don't tell the girls. i want to be the one to."

"your secrets safe with me." he winks as he ruffles my hair.