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"Hey," Sam says and smiles at me.
"I dont want anything awkwardness between us. I mean, we used to be best friends until Kathryn came up."
I nod slowly.

Since when does Sam Griffin apologize. 

"I've been completely mean to you." He gives me an apologetic look.
"Yeah, you've been a complete dick." I respond.

He nods understanding.

"Do you need a ride home?" He asks, looking at my little sisters pink bike.
I feel ashamed.
"Actually, I do." I say.

I dont really need a ride but anyone would do anything to go for a ride with Sam Bale.

We walk to the parking spots. I see his Jaguar E car. Damn. That car is sick.

I realize my jaw hanging open. I quickly close it but Sam saw me.

"Its alright. I get that reaction a lot." He says giggling.

We hop on the car. He starts the engine and starts driving.

Mine and Sam's hair are flying messily everywhere.

"So... where do you live?" He asks nervously.
I look at him. Seriously?! He probably has forgotten because he brings almost every night a girl home. Who knows what they do.
"You seriously forgot where I lived?!"

Sam and I used to be best friends. He used to have playdates with me at my house and at his. We always used to play video games, watch '10 things I hate about you' and 'spiderman', play pranks on each other, etc...
We used to know each other since we were 3 years old. We used to shower together... We never dated but people started gossiping than we were dating.

I told him my address.
Suddenly he breaks the car.
He adjusts the back mirror a little.

"Hey, um... I've been seeing these two black cars following us the entire time..." He says.
I feel my heart begin to beat faster. What did he say?!

I turn around and see two range rovers.
I look at Sam. He looks at me with curiosity.

Holy shit. What if its him?!.

"DRIVE FASTER!" I scream at him.
He does what I tell him. He presses hard on the accelerator.

"TURN LEFT."
He turns left around the corner. I turn around and see these two black cars turning left too. We turn right and those cars turn right too.

I start to panic.
We take an illegal turn and they take the turn too. I look at him.

"What do we do?" I ask.
"Let's got to my house." He takes a left turn.

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