Alright guys (: So here is where stuff is gonna start playing out and getting good. Above is a picture of Sammie. (Aka Samantha, Sam.) Now on with the next chapter (: enjoy! Vote, comment. (:
I woke up to the best thing ever, rain! I loved rain, especially in the fall. I loved fall too. I realized I had to go to school though... Kinda ruined my mood, but not completely. I hoped up, made my way to the kitchen, then bathroom and got washed up. I wanted to look decent today. It was the first day, for me it least. I put on white and grey tribal print leggings, full black converse, and a black hoodie. I was lazy so I put my hair up high in a sock bun, and called it good.
The bus arrived near my house around 7:10. I went to the back and sat by some friends.
"Hey sambam!"
"Hey KassieBear!" I said sitting down.
"Haha, I love our nicknames. Why weren't you here yesterday and speaking of where in the hell is Molly?" Kassie asked.
"I woke up late yesterday so I stayed home. Molly moved, not too far but far enough that she can't go to Bridge Wood."
"Awh that sucks, everybody was asking about her yesterday, because no one had seen her." Kassie replied.
That was the thing about Molly, everyone cared about her. She wasn't selfish or rude... She didn't hang with the popular crowd. Everyone just revolved around her. She could of been part of the popular crowd in a minute if she really would of wanted to. Not me on the other hand, which I don't know why. Me and her could be twins, personality wise.
The bus arrived at school and I made my way to my locker and classes.
-later that day-
*buzz*
From: Dakota
Hey, Kyle wants to know if you wanna hang out tonight? With the group and stuff. Where's Molly?
To: Dakota
Yeah I'm down. Lemme guess his phone died that's why your texting me? Haha. Ughhh, ask Kassie or ask MOLLY like a normal person ahaha. (x gtg bye.
I was really happy I was hanging out with Kyle after school. He likes me I like him. Everyone knows it. But no one will make the first move. It's really irritating... We've liked each other sense the end of 8th grade, (last year) all summer we talked but he was always really busy and we never got to hang out. Maybe today he will make a move. Fingers crossed.
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Teen FictionSamantha is a 14, smart, gorgeous, funny and has lots of people around her who care. But things start to change, her relationships, decisions, herself, and her whole life in general. Will she screw it up? Or make it count? Will she be a troubled tee...