Sam. My dream boy

sam. My dreamboy4

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Chapter 4 - Sorrow

Sam's P.O.V

She crouched low and retrieved the diary. As if she sensed my presence she stood there for minutes dazed. How could she even get a glimmer of a clue? after a while she shook her head and dispelled the idea. Even though she was dead right this time.

She cautiously moved to the twin table I had not noticed. From the corner of my eye,I saw a stand for her diary, and new fangled stationery. with tears in her eyes, she wrote down something that clearly brought her iron-clad grief. After a while, she dried her tear stains with her sweat shirt then stuck a jade note on the page shutting it momentarily. Then as fresh tears slid down her face , she said the words that made me giddy with sorrow.'I love you Sam, always.'She sat there deep in thought until she fumbled for a set of keys and locked her diary in a chain of chests and hid the keys next to her bed. "hehe he he " she laughed sarcastically as she went out of the room.

As soon as she departed, I gathered my wits and hurriedly went out through the window.

thinking about her words.

Hailey's P.O.V

I deduced two things as I had that dream;

One: I could mope and cry about Sam until God knows when while he parties and has a life giving in to sluts without a second thought or..........

Two: I would re-build my life and start over with a first step of moving away from Sam.

I decided to keep the two on stand by until tomorrow afternoon.

After all, even a love sick girl has appointments...

He.He.He.

( * _* )

After I had blow dried my hair , I called my friend , Marrietta. We practically squealed together when I asked for a sleep over at her forest cabin. Even thoug I would rather read my Chemistry book on plant acids, I needed out of depression mode. As I packed a few clothes, I tuned my voice with a few Taylor Swift lyrics. Believe me, I had a splendid voice. After I had warmed up with a few bases, I was singing softly as I folded the clothes into a rucksack when abruptly, someone wolf-whistled. I quicklt turned and investigated through my window. When I saw no one, I went and flung open the french doors letting in a cool summer's night breeze. I stepped out bare footed onto the marble floor of the balcony.

A shooting star flew by as I corrected myself that it was a comet not really a star. Geek,I thought as I stared aimlessly at the constellations until I found myself humming and ending up singing quietly.

'Who are you, Hailey Richter? A remarkably intelligent girl, a gifted singer, a beautifully innocent maiden or just a damn good person?"a voice taunted lightly. Even before I spun around, I knew it was Sam.He was seated at the edge of the rafters swinding his legs to the wind.'You!' I choked out. His smile was bored. 'Yes, didn't you expect me?' he asked as he glided onto my balcony easy as a cat. As soon as he was inches from me, I began blushing furiously.Chagrin fueled part of it as I asked timidly,'How long have you been here?'

His smile was genuine as he said," Since you spoke to Marrietta.Then you began dazzling me with your voice and I could'nt resist. I wolf whistled. Then in a pretty dress, you once more assaulted me with your appearance and your seductive voice. I can't understand you, Hal. Even though we are only friends, why did you not tell me about your burning passion for knowledge? Your natural flow of keys? You are a talented person and still you are not seduced into being concieted,mean or selfish. Can you please explain to me a marvellous person like you? Being so beautiful even without thinking about it...it's as easy as breathing for you.You are always so modest and you are determined to love all around you even if they are truly scum....Animals and so many others....."

He stared at me with eyes full of wonder and I swayed suddenly unsteady. I did not have an answer . He described me so well I myself was astonished. He had never been close to me except a study mate and at occassions a good friend. He came to school last year and I tried my hardest to help him adjust to his new surrounding. He had a gruesome past which I only saw it in him as he refused to talk about it. After all, thats why he moved here. Thats when he popped into my dreams and made it clear tome that I loved him. Thats why it hurt so much when he kissed in public. I could just hear the taunts at school. He was never grateful to me even though I knew his presence was enough.

What could I say?