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Sammy began to speak, but quickly closed his mouth.
"What is it?" I asked, but i didn't look at him I just kept on looking out the window not wanting to make eye contact.
"I'm sorry. For last night and everything."
"It's not your fault."
I said truly meaning it. Sammy stopped the car in the driveway and sighed while looking around "Their not here are they?"
"They never are."
"I don't even know why I'm surprised." He said giving me a warm smile.
By "they" we mean my parents they never are here they are always at work or on vacations with out me, of course I didn't mind having the house by my self. It wasn't all bad sammy usually stays over most of the time. Right now my parents are in California doing what ever they please.
We walked inside and went straight to the living room letting our selfs fall into the couch.
"So.." Sammy started out
"So.."
"What do you think about the jacks?" He asked looking at me and raising an eyebrow,
"Well.. Johnson is really cute and fun to hang out with, but Gilinsky seems really cocky and like such an ass." I said truthfully
Sammy laughed, "once you get to know him he's actually really cool."
I shrugged my shoulders.
After a while I fell asleep and woke up alone on the couch I looked around but sammy wasn't any where I figured he just went home to get some sleep.
I went to go take a shower and got into something more comfy. As I went back to my room I saw a text from an unknown number
"Last night was fun you want to keep it going?"
"Who is this?" I replied.
"Gilinsky."
"Oh. And no."
"What! Why not I had fun with you grinding and kissing me." He texted back quickly.
"First of all I didn't kiss you I kissed sam and I was drunk! I wouldn't have done that to you if I wasn't drunk."
"You wanted to kiss me I know you did."
"Sure I did." I replied while rolling my eyes.
"See you just admitted it!"
"Clearly you don't get sarcasm."
Before I could see what Gilinsky wrote back I heard a noise downstairs.

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