Corgon

Chapter 1 - The Third thought

A best friend does not have to have known you the longest; they just have to be the person you like to be around, the person you tell everything to. However, in the case of Sam Pitson his best friend was the person he has known the longest. Lucy Felton lived five doors down the road from Sam on a small village road in the South-west of England, just as she had for the previous 14 and half years.

Thankfully they were both the same age; Sam being only two months older. At nearly 15, this meant they were in the same year at school and almost all the same classes. They both liked the same things and barely ever disagreed on anything. It was good they knew each other so well, in a way it meant they didn't have to talk to each other in moments where it would be a bad decision to speak their minds. They could often tell what the other was thinking, usually due to them having a similar thought.

If you were to ever have seen Sam and Lucy walking down the street together you would probably assume they were brother and sister. Both had fair hair; Lucy's stretching down her back in soft curls, Sam's short and face framing, although slightly unkempt. They both shared dazzling green eyes, not known to run in either family. Tall and thin is another likeness between the friends, along with naturally, almost perfect faces. It was strange how similar Sam and Lucy looked, considering neither really looked like any of their family members. The majority of Lucy's family had dark hair and are considerably pale. Her parents also both have sharp facial features. Her mother had watery blue eyes, and her father possessed deep grey ones. Sam's family all had similar brown hair with hazel eyes. None of them really differed from each other, except of course Sam, just as Lucy does in her family.

The only different feature they seemed to have from each other were their small birthmarks; Lucy's resembled a star, placed very close to her left ear which was rarely noticeable as it was covered by golden locks. Sam's was also usually unseen as it was at the very top of his face, just below his hairline, off center by about an inch to the right, casually covered by short strands of hair that fell onto his forehead. Although there was no difference in size, Sam's was obviously shaped like a crescent moon instead of a star. Neither of them took much notice of these insignificant parts of their faces. However, anyone of the children in school who caught sight of these marks often stared, amazed at the obvious shaping.

Even in school Sam and Lucy stuck together, since their very first day at Oakley High neither had been found without the other. They had been in almost every class together throughout the four years they had been there. They almost always sat together and always teamed up on projects. As both Sam and Lucy were exceptionally smart, school was a breeze. They were a long way off being top of their classes, but they never came close to failing any.

Although they always preferred each other's company over anyone else's, they did have a small group of friends. It consisted of a science genius, called Michael Evans; a dancer, called Kim Shaw and a guitar enthusiast, called Amy Scott. All three were good friends to Sam and Lucy but none were as close to each other. All three knew this but don't mind it; after all, Sam and Lucy had been friends since the age of three, when they were in the same play group, Amy met them in their first week at junior school, then Michael and Kim joined the group shortly after the stared in high school.

Amy, Michael and Kim all knew that neither Sam nor Lucy liked being at home and so frequently invited them to spend time at their houses. These invertation were usually accepted with much gratitude. It is one day in the middle of winter, after the hard Wednesday's work in school, which Michael happily invited them all to retire to his house.

Lucy often chose not to bother telling her parents she isn't coming straight home, as usually they don't notice due to them not being at home either. Sam on the other hand chooses to ask one of his siblings to inform his mother he won't be home till later that evening; this is his typical way to communicate with his parents as he didn't see much point in texting as his father is usually working and his mother is forever losing her phone.