Typo: Lover's Hell_
Samantha Blake slammed her door, escaping from the argument in the other room. It was all that she could do. Escape. She couldn't stand hearing another one of her parent's pointless fits. She glanced towards her laptop, seeing an instant message appear on her screen. She sighed, sitting at her computer chair.
Kizzfan101: hey Sammy, how have ya been?
SammytheSinger: great…my parents are arguing again
Samantha looked away from the blazing computer screen and to her closed door. She could hear the volume of her dad's voice. She couldn't make out exactly what he was saying, but she knew it couldn't be good news. She looked back to the computer. Kizzfan101 had replied her instant message.
Kizzfan101: I'm sorry Sammy. I know how it is, my parents argue all the time. I think they'll be getting a divorce soon…
SammytheSinger: *sigh* how's school going?
Kizzfan101: Agh, so-so, have a mid term coming up. Need to study, but since ur on, I'll study l8er
SammytheSinger: You can go study if u want, I won't get mad
Kizzfan101: awww, you don't wanna talk to me anymore? I'm hurt…
Sammy laughed as she brushed her copper strands out of her face.
SammytheSinger: No, it's just if u have a midterm, I was just thinking, Agh!
Samantha looked away as she guessed what Ted could reveal to her.
Kizzfan101: Ummm, well, this is sorta hard, and it might creep u out…
Kizzfan101: ok, ok! Shesh! Well, the thing is…
Kizzfan101: I think I love you
He actually returns my feelings? Well, I'm not exactly in love with him…or am I? I can't be sure, I should say something…
SammytheSinger: no, I don't, please don't go…
SammytheSinger: I love you, too
"Who was that?" her mother asks with a frown on her face.
"Oh, just a friend from school." Samantha itched her neck nervously, as her mother gave her a look.
"Okay, whatever, just be careful. Dinner in five." She turned her back to Sammy and walked away from her room. After Samantha couldn't hear her mother's heels clicking on the hard wood, she turns back to the chat room tab.
SammytheSinger: I'm sorry Ted, but I g2g
SammytheSinger: NO! Ted, it's my bitchy mother, can't keep her nose out of my business, and I gotta go eat dinner now, or my moms gonna slice my throat
Kizzfan101: lol, ok, c u 2morrow?
SammytheSinger: well of course, maybe even l8er 2nite
Samantha shut her computer off and sighed; thinking about Ted, and dreaming of what he could possibly look like. She tied her hair back into a bun, and slowly got up out of her computer chair, adjusting her skirt after doing so.
She went downstairs, not looking forward to dinner with her parents. For some undefined reason, she resented them; almost hated them. Maybe it was because all they cared about was arguing at each other, or maybe they were just too noisy. But whatever it was, she strongly disliked them.
"I told you, mom. It was my friend." Sammy answered arrogantly. "From school." She added as she saw the look her mother was giving her.
"Right." Her mother answered.
The rest of the night was quite boring, and all Samantha could think about was Ted. She didn't understand what she felt towards him, but it wasn't just a crush, it was much more. She couldn't really pin down her emotions towards the charming stranger.
Kizzfan101: hey, you mad?
Kizzfan101: lol, no I'm the sissy, I've been wanting to tell you for five months
SammytheSinger: well go ahead! Shesh
A wave of emotions flew right through Samantha's frail body; she could feel her hands growing colder with nerves. She didn't have to think for this question, the answer was logic. Yes, she never had meet Ted, or even seen him as a matter of fact, but she knew the simple answer to the even simpler question.
Sammy waited in anticipation for Ted to reply. After thirty whole seconds, a message occurred.
Kizzfan101: *having a heart attack* yippee! Ummm, so, u know where Marauder Park is?
Kizzfan101: great! Meet you there at three tomorrow!
---Do you think Sammy should go?---