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

Chapter 10

Edited January 17th, 2017

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"Sammi! Sammy is here!" I heard Josh yell up the steps. I looked myself in the mirror one last time and smiled. I had on a flannel with a white tank top underneath and white shorts. I also had on converse, and a touch of mascara and eyeliner.

"Coming!" I shouted back down the stairs. I grabbed my phone and skipped down the stairs.

"Hey, Sammi," Sammy caught me as I jumped from the last step. He spun me around and I laughed as he kissed my cheek.

"Tell mom I will be back later!" I yelled to Josh and he nodded. I got in Sammy's car and we drove to a hotel back in the city.

"Sammi!" Johnson yelled as he hopped out of the bus and skipped over to me like a girl.

"Johnson!" I squealed and gave him a hug. We went on the bus, where a bunch of rather hot guys are sitting around.

"Alright, right to left, we have Nash Grier, Jack Gilinsky, Cameron Dallas, Jake Foushee, Kenny Holland, Andrea Russet, Brent Rivera, Matthew Espinosa, Aaron Carpenter, and Rickey Thompson! Say hi." 

They all said hi in a friendly voice, and I squeaked out a hi back. I know like all of these people.

"Wait, are you a fan?" Andrea asked, and I nodded. She laughed and got up to give me a hug. "I thought you said she was a friend!"

"She is," Johnson replied, smiling. "She's like Sammy's girlfriend."

"I'm not his girlfriend!" I said, glaring at Jack, but also smiling a bit.

"You can be if you want to be," Sammy smirked, sliding past me. I shook my head.

"I think I'm good," I replied, and sat down next to Andrea.

"So, Sammy and Sammi," Nash said, standing up. Both of us turned to him and smiled. "We were wondering if you wanted to join the tour? We have two extra bunks, so it won't be much trouble."

"Of course!" I said at the same time Sammy said, "Duh," we laughed and we all celebrated. We played a game of truth or dare, in which Nash had to eat a spoon full of ketchup and Sammy had to make out with the wall. (Let me just say, thigs were getting pretty heated ;))

"Shit, guys, I gotta get home!" I said and pulled Sammy off the couch. "Oh god, my mom is going to kill me!" It was almost one AM!

Sammy drove me home, where my mom was waiting on the front porch. She smiled and waved at Sammy, but gave me a hard glare as soon as he walked into his house.

"You have some explaining to do, Samantha," she said, pulling me into the living room. "What were you doing. Tell me now." I sat down on the couch cautiously.

"Um, well, I was out with Jack, Jack, Sammy, and Nash in their tour bus?" I said.

"Tour bus?"

"Yeah, tour bus. I guess they're famous now."

"Oh, okay. Were you drinking?"

"God, no, mom! There were adults there!"

"Okay, good."

"Can I go on tour with them? They asked me and Sammy."

"I don't know, Sammi..."

"I would be gone for like a month, but they have online school! Please, mom!"

"I don't know..."

"Please, let me go! People have started taking notice of me too! Justin Bieber re-vined one of my singing vines and it got millions of hits!"

"Oh, all right."

"Seriously? Thank you! The bus leaves tomorrow for-"

"Sammi, I know. The tour managers called me. Go get packed." I kissed her on the cheek and went to pack.

I told Sammy about the news, and he smiled and told me he was coming too. Then, I packed three suitcases and finally fell asleep.

"Sammi! Wake up!" I awoke to my mom holding a box of food in her hands. I took the box from her and headed downstairs after getting ready. The tour bus was outside, helping Sammy get his stuff on.

"Hey, Sammi!" Nash said, giving me a hug.

"Yo," I said. We got Sammy and I settled in, with top bunks facing each other so we could talk. We headed off to do tour rehearsals, and I fell asleep that night laughing.

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