" Hey mom, there's this party and I was wondering if I could go?" Samantha said trying as hard as she can to act all innocent.

"Will there be drinking?" The mother said without even glancing at her daughter, she just continued washing the dishes they had used that night to eat spaghetti.

Samantha rolled her eyes and sighed to just say , "No mom."

And when her mom looked up and stared at her daughter straight in the eyes , she put down the dirty rag she'd been clenching and said " When is it?"

"Tommorow, thanks mom this means a lot to me." Samantha ran up to her mom and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then proceeded to go to her bedroom.

As Samantha dialed her friends number to tell her that she can go to the party , she stared at her bedroom furniture, she noticed the Ice cream cone her friend painted for her, how she added so much detail that ,as Samantha stared at it she actually craved an ice cream cone.

"Hello?" Apparently her friend, Charlotte, had been saying hello for a minute now.

"Hey, guess what?" Samantha said coming out of her thoughts and smiling into her cell-phone.

"I can't really guess there are so many things you could be talking about."

Samantha sighed into her cell-phone and just said, " You better take out your credit card because i'm going to the party."

"Yay!!! Okay, I don't mean to be a blonde but why do I need my credit card?" She said using a tone like she needed to be cought up in this conversation.

"I'm going to the party, there-for I need a new outfit, which I will have to use a credit card to buy with." Samantha laughed under her breath, her friend was a dumb blonde but she was also an amazing artist and a best friend a girl could have.

"Oh okay, i'll be at you house in 20 min." Charlotte noticed her friend laughing at her and laughed back and then hung up after saying there good bye's.

Sure enough 20 minutes later her best friend was knocking at her dark blue front door.

"Hey are you ready?" Charlotte said when Samantha came down stairs, she was sprawled across her living room couch holding her t.v. remote.

" Yeah just let me get my purse." Samantha walked back upstairs, to find her little sister putting on her blue eye shadow and modeling it in the mirror in front of her.

"Uh, I was just..." Her sister stuttered under her breath obviously getting ready to cry.

"It's okay, I just don't want to catch you in my room again or else."Samantha made it sound like she would be in for huge trouble if she did catch her little butt in her room again.

As Samantha's little sister ran out she grabbed her black purse and ran back down the steep stairs.

"I'm ready let's go." When they were in Charlotte's car they continued their conversation about the party their attending the day before.

"Ok what did you tell your mom about the drinking, i'm dying here?"

"I told her there was nothing going to happen like that. I hate lying to her but she can be so uncool sometimes." The two girls started the car and went on their way.

After a long day of shopping Samantha ran upstairs and fell straight to sleep obviously exhausted from the long day of shopping.

That night Samantha dreamed about waking up in the middle of the night, she, as usual checked the clock beside her and read 2:15 a.m., after she read the clock and lifted her head she saw a shadow of a man he obviously was her age. But then, she realized she wasn't dreaming, she quickly jumped and turned on the light. It was this guy she was just friends with.

"How did you get in here?" Samantha said jumping covering herself up because when she went to bed she was wearing a tank top and a pair of panda underwear.

"Look, there's no time for explaining, I'm being chased after I think I might be in trouble you have to help me!"

He obviously was in trouble, he moved closer and sat next to her in her bed.

"Why are you telling me?" Samantha didn't know what he was talking about, she thought that maybe he did care about her.

"Because after he kidnaps me he'll kidnap you."

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