Straight Outta Central City!

"Burry?" I asked, furrowing deeply.

Sam nodded his head slowly before shaking it frantically. "No." He said, heavily.

I looked at his face which was buried between his hands. He was sitting on his bed and I was standing in front of him or more like hovering over him.

"Okay!" I jumped a little, "I get it right this time."

Sam pulled his head from between his hands before giving me a death glare which made me add instantly, "I promise."

He slumped backwards on the bed with a soft thump.

"Berry, then?"I asked him for the seventh or maybe eight time since past ten minutes.

He stood up in a instant from his bed like a lightning bolt before pacing back and forth in front of me in, what seemed to me, frustration.

He tugged at his black hair before shouting loudly. "For fuck sakes! It's neither B-U-R-R-Y nor B-E-R-R-Y, Am!!"

I swear to god, his loudness had definitely given a major heart attack to our neighbours.

"Geez, Sam!" I exclaimed, rubbing my hands over my ears to soothe away the pain that he had caused, just now. "You made my fragile ears to bleed with your quadraplesaurus like voice."

He threw me a pointed look before wondering out loud, "Why am I wasting my breath on you, again?"

I smiled wickedly.

"Because, if you won't waste your foul breath," I made a nasty face, "on me then I will go freaking right now and tell that blonde your new phone number." I chirped the last past, sing-songly.

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Join in the humor and adventure of Barry and Am after they both meet each other. How they cope up with what comes in their way? How they both would survive in the world of evil?

This is a novel based on the television show 'The Flash'.