***
" right codenames " he said, a groan echoing through the group.
" eagle "
" red"
" snake"
" hawk"
He then pointed to her.
" and little miss twinkle toes here" he grinned , undoubtedly proud of his quick thinking.
Sam's head snapped up.
" wait ,I'm in the plan now?!"
" well assuming your a little beginner at being a rebel, I thought you could use a little help" he said.
" and there's no catch? " she asked dubiously.
" of course no.." he was quickly stopped by the smartass's hand clamping around his mouth.
The smartass threw me a quick smile.
" just a moment" he said as all of the boys turned away from her.
There was a whispered debate between the boys and what Sam thought was a quick Rock, papers, scissors match before the huddled meeting was adjourned and they turned around.
'hawk' continued. " Alright we have come to the conclusion that , we will grant you safe passage to the girls dorm but for something in return"
" what ?" she asked, slightly worried.
" your microwave " he finished.
" a microwave..... really , a microwave " Sam said , one eyebrow raised.
"well because of a certain someone " he shot a deathly glare at the sheepish looking ' red'.
He looked back ,
" CDs and microwaves are banned from the boys dorms"
Sam thought of asking why , then suddenly didn't want to know.
It wasn't a bad deal she thought, it wasn't like she used it often.
" okay " she said ,and shook the boys hand.
The deal was made.
***
Who knew that when that deal was made, the stars crossed, galaxies collided and the world would never be the same.
Only joking.
However it did spark a long lasting, potentially annoying friendship that would define her days at Westvale High. Even if Sam didn't know it at the time.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.