The [Not-so] Friendly Wars~ A Sammy Wilkinson FanFic

Chapter 5

Originally written December 12th, 2014
Edited August 15th, 2015

"Sammi!" a voice called down the hall to me. I turned to look, and Sammy was running full speed towards me.

"Shit!" I yelled and sprinted up the stairs to my next class. I darted between the crowds of people, rushing to get to their next class. The bell sounded, telling every single person in the crowded hallway to get their asses to the next class. But I knew Sammy wouldn't stop chasing me; he's just like that.

I finally made it to my first period, History. I sat down in my seat, exhaling as I knew I wouldn't be caught.

I bet you're confused. Why was I running from Sammy? Well, it was all part of the plan.

The plan that I teach Sammy not to be a man whore.

Or, you could call it the wars. To be specific, the not-so-friendly wars. Of course, Sammy doesn't know about this. It's all part of phase one.

Phase One: Make him realize that sometimes, it's hard to stay away from someone.

That someone is me. I am the someone. We are one.

Phase one was almost complete. But it failed at the last second.

"Uh, Mr. Harlow?" Sammy asked, barging into the classroom. Mr. Harlow sighed before looking up at Sammy.

"Yes, Sammy?"

"The principal sent me to bring Sammi Hampshire to him," Sammy smirked as I turned to look at him.

"Very well, Sammy. Sammi, go ahead." Mr. Harlow handed me a hall pass as I slowly made my way to the door. By slowly, I mean baby steps.

"Sammi! You don't have all day!" the teacher said, and I glared at Sammy as he smirked again. Damn, how did Mr. Harlow let him take me so easily? I finally reached the door and shut it behind me. Without even looking at me, Sammy grabbed my hand and pulled me to the nearest exit.

"Whoa, slow your horses!" I said as he pulled me to the side of the building. He finally turned to look at me as I rested against the wall, his hands resting on my waist.

"You have some explaining to do," He whispered in my ear, and then pushed his lips to mine. Without hesitation, I responded. Well, this isn't how I had planned it. The plan was to ignore him until Tuesday after school, but I wasn't supposed to kiss him. Why am I letting him win so easily?

"Hold on, Mr. Whore," I said, and pulled away from him. He looked confused, and I laughed a little.

"What are you doing?" he asked me, putting his hands to my waist once again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my forehead to his.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"We both know you want me... so why are you resisting me?" Sammy replied, and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, please. We both know you want me." he chuckled at me.

"Sure, whatever," His lips returned to mine. Hey, I could get used to this... but after he's had his lesson taught. But for now, this will do.

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