Sam’s POV, Italics are her thoughts (you all know me by now, so…) 3:15 PM, Wenesday
“This is your fault, you know.” I said to Danny who was sitting across from me in the Library. we were in Detention. “Sorry, but I really think teachers shouldn’t curse out the students for getting the awnser wrong. ” He replied while folding his arms across his cheast.
“But you didn’t have to get me involved.” I protested.
” is a bitch sometimes.” he muttered.
“how much longer do we have left?” I asked.
“An hour and a half.” he awnsered.
Tucker was lucky he had the flu and is at home, leaving the two of us in the library which now has a second floor that was put in sophmore year.
“Can’t you phase us out of hear?” I asked. He shook his head. “Little mishap with my Dad’s invention, whatever it did, I’m as human now like when I was younger.” he sighed.
“So what do you wanna do?” He asked looking around. “I don’t know, but I’m going Upstairs, maybe find that book that Lancer was talking about.” I said getting up from my Table and walking up the stairs.
Truth is, there is no book, I just want him to follow me.
so that you could do what?
I’m not telling you.
You two hooked up a year ago, now what are you going to do?
Afew minutes later I hear someone coming up the stairs and someone calling my name. “Sam?”
“I’m right here.” I called back from the back of the library, sitting on top Continue reading