Emma's P.O.V.
I wiped my hands on the towel next to the sink and exited the kitchen. I made my way to the front door and opened it to be greated by an excited face.
"Sammy" I said hugging her.
"Hey Emma" She said smiling sweetly.
"So wonderful to see you darling....shall i go get Seth?"
"No um if you don't mind i would like to get him myself" She said scratching the back of her neck slightly. I patted her on the shoulder.
"Go for it chika" I said giving her a friendly hit on the arm. She gave a nervous smile and walked up the stairs. I quickly got out my phone.
Sammys here she is going to your room she really likes you please be nice and maybe just give her a chance PLEASE
i sent to Seth hoping he would do as i say.
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Seth's P.O.V.
"Ughhhhh" I groaned after reading Emma's text. I threw my phone on my bed and went back to finishing the drawing. Why am i even doing this.
*Knock knock*
I faintly heard on my closed bedroom door.
"Heyy come on in" I said emotionless. The door slowly opened and in popped Sammy. I gave her a small smile.
"Hi Sammy good to see you hows it going?" I said as nice as possible.
"Oh seth im fine i assume and you?" She questioned back. I paused for a moment. How am i? I dont even think i could explain that in words.
"Meh it doesnt matter so whats up?" I said changing the subject hoping it wouldnt revert back.
"Oh nothing much" She said scratching her arm. Thats what she does when she is nervous. I got up and walked over to her grabbing her hands so she couldn't scratch anymore.
"What in bloody hell do you think your doing your gonna scratch yourself to death dear" I said. She stared at me wide eyed.
"Oh um yeah....sorry" She said staring at our hands.
"Dont tell me sorry tell yourself sorry gosh girl" I said releasing her hands.I walked back over to my desk and picked up the now finished drawing. I handed it to Sam and she grasped it staring at it intesnly like her life depended on it.
"I wasn't sure if you would like it or not" I said even though i knew she would love it.
"Is i-is th-this me and y-you" She stutterd. I shook my head yes. Her smile brightened so much she looked like a star.
"Your welcome" I said hugging her. Again not sure why im doing these things but oh well sometimes being nice just feels kinda good i assume.
"Seriously Seth this means alot to me like thank you.....so much" She started ranting. I just smiled and nodded as if i was listening.
"Anything for you my sweet sammy" I found myself saying without realization. I attempted to cover my mouth but was unable to do to the pair of lips crashing to mine. I stood there shocked. A kiss is a big motion coming from Sammy since she is a really shy girl and all. I couldn't help but feel bad so i kissed back. After we pulled away her smile was bigger then even humanly possible. I dont think i have ever seen sam so happy in her life. Wich kinda made me feel even worse cause some part of me can't help but feel its all i lie.
Next thing I knew the door flings open.
"Heyy ohhhh" Emma said summarizing the situation. My hands were on Sammy's waist and her arms her around my neck. Sammy pulled away and slid down to the ground. she pulled her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth.
"I'm sorry I'm so so sorry I can't believe myself why did I do that I'm such an idiot I'm so sorry" Sammy kept mumbling. I leaned down next to her.
"Sammy what are you talking about?!? You didn't do anything wrong" I said rubbing her back softly.
"Y-yes i d-did" She whimpered. Tears rolled down her face. I stared at her confusingly.
"What?" I questioned. She looked me dead in the eye and i could see sparks in her eyes. like flares of fire in a roaring forest. spreading deeply and urgently.
"I can't be here" She said and stood up. every sign of crying disappeared. she smiled a smile i wasnt familiar with and flipped her hair as she strutted out the door.
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*Sibling Rivalry*
Teen FictionEmily also known as Emma was the average teenage girl. Colors filled her life, Fashion, Friends, Popularity. It all was her main priority. Every thing was perfect for innocent little Emily Pierce but sometimes perfect can be deseving.
