Samantha
"So, you?" I blush, trying to ease the tension in the air. Though I see Russell as an attractive young man, I can't help feel awkward in front of him standing in the middle of the room, rocking back and forth slowly with my hands in front of me.
He turns after placing my books on the coffee table and turns to face me. "Umm, yes! Me." He says as he pushes his glasses back on his face and rubs his hands together softly. We smile awkwardly in silence, yet we both seem to be unable to undo our stare from each other.
The room has gotten cold, making shiver as I feel the cold breeze coming from the opened window hit my body. Russell chuckles and comes close rubbing my arms with his hands. "Sorry, the heater isn't working. I gotta take a look at it. Let me close the window for you. Why don't you take a seat while I make a cup of coffee. You do like cooffee right?" He walks towards the kitchen and grips the coffee pot, pouring water inside and placing a coffee filter full of ground coffee beans inside the machine.
"I do actually. But let me help," I walk towards the fridge grabbing the creamer I had seen inside earlier. We both bump into each other as I close the refrigerator door and turn quickly. He grips my waist as I bump into him and make him stumble back. We both stare eminently at each other as his gaze penetrates me, making me blush.
"Sorry, I guess I should really look where I'm going right? I keep bumping into you." I say, chuckling lightly and can't help stare at his lips as his mouth forms into a side smirk.
"It's ok. I should of been watching my foot steps as well." He slowly brings his hands down and clears his throat, turning towards the mugs. The machine beeps alerting us that the coffee is ready and he slowly pours the coffee inside the mugs while I slowly stir in the creamer.
I hand him his mug, he sips it slowly. "Wow! This is still really hot." He smiles, making me chuckle. He's trying really hard not to laugh at the burning feel going down his throat. I chuckle, making him look my way with a smile.
"What?" He says as he licks the side of his mouth. I point at him gesturing to his coffee and creamer mustache "You have a little-"
"I, what?"
"Here, let me." I step forward, gripping a napkin and cleaning his upper lip slowly. His mouth forms into a smile over my gesture making me blush uncontrollably. "Don't do that!" I smile, and turn sitting down on a barstool.
He tilts his head to the side and chuckles. "Do what exactly?" , "That! Your killer smile. Don't smile at me like that. You make me nervous."
"What? I just. . . I smiled because I appreciated you cleaning my mouth. Thank you. It would have been embarrassing for me to leave and walk around campus with a coffee creame mustache. So. . . Thank you." He nods and closes his eyes.
I smile, rocking back and forth slightly. "Fine! Your welcome. But just so you know, I'm immune to your charm. I see right through you." I say, cocking an eyebrow, looking away, and then smile at him.
"Oh!" He laughs and nods his head. "You see right through me, huh? What is it about me that is so transparent? Or am I so predictable to a charming girl I just met a few hours ago?" He smiles pointing towards me and places his hand on his hip.
I smile back and stand on my feet, walking about in a circle and turn to face him again. "I see the way girls look at you. This whole, nerd look you got going on? I don't buy it. Yeah....you may be smart. . . But I can tell you're a player, just like any other guy out there." I point my finger towards him moving it in a circular motion in front of him.
"I-, ok no. I'm sorry but you got me all wrong! I'm nothing like any of these losers in this school." He chuckles, bringing his hand forward around his chin. I nod, crossing my hands in front of my chest.
"Mmhm! Ok. Look, the way I see it, we're roommates for a whole year before graduation. So, let's do a pact that we'll keep things civilized and peaceful. No wild parties without the other one's permission.""Ok. I don't throw parties, so I'm ok with that." He chuckles, nodding as he looks down at the floor.
"Really? I highly doubt that....also, no loud music at night."
"Ok?"
"We'll take fair share of the bathroom, but make sure you leave the bathroom clean when you leave." he chuckles, biting down on his bottom lip and slightly lifting his head. "Ok! That's fair." He squints his eyes and smiles nodding his head.
"No mess in the kitchen, if you use the kitchen you gotta leave it clean. No me-", "Wow! Samantha. Wait. . ." He runs his fingers through his hair and turns slowly away from me, and turns back slowly running his hands over his face.
"Look, we both gotta work together on this ok? We both work to keep the place clean, and work together to not piss off the other one. But-" he brings his finger up in front of me.
"If we feel uncomfortable with anything, we gotta talk it out. Communicate, and above all, I hope we can be friends." He brings his hand up to shake my hand. I look at his hand for a moment and sigh as I slowly bring my hand to shake his.
"Ok, friends." I smile lightly, and grip his hand and shake it.
Two knocks sound on the door, I make my way to open the door. My eyes widen in surprise and my mouth gawks open to see the person before me. A tall dirty blonde hair boy with light brown eyes and a killer smile stands in front of me. Someone...that I haven't seen in almost three darn years.
"Hey beautiful!" He smiles at me, and leans on the side of the door. Russell stands by the island and grabs both cups of coffee, taking them to the sink and washing them clean.
"Craig? What are you doing here?" I narrow my eyebrows unable to comprehend why the heck my ex-boyfriend is in front of my dorm in my new school and front of my door?
"Hey sweetheart! Hope you don't mind I'm here. If I knew you were transferring to this school too I would have gotten in contact with you since a few weeks ago!" Craig smiled as he leaned in closer and tried to wrap his arm around my waist. "Craig stop it! What are you doing here? And who told you where I was staying?" I was furious and annoyed at his sudden presence, but somehow, I knew how he ended finding out....my mother.
"Relax sweetheart! Your mom called me and told me to look after you. I told her back in May I was planning to move out here and attend school while I did my internship with my father's business."
"Ok! Well good for you. But I don't need you to look after me. I can take care of myself. Bye Craig!" I grip the door handle and moved the door to shut it, but Craig managed to push it open.
That's when Russell got a little upset, if there's one thing I learned from this....is that he hated, was to see a man act like an asshole in front of a women. He moved infront of Samantha and clenched his jaw looking straight into Craig's eyes.
"Did you not here her? She said she can take care of herself, and if she does need help, she's got friends to take care of her. Now I suggest if you don't want me to throw you out, you leave...Now!!" He came close to Craig's face and fisted his hands by his sides. His knuckles turning white.
Craig was all talk, he loved dominating women, but had never been in any physical confrontation with a guy. He smiles and steps back while nodding his head. "Very well! Your body guard here can look after you for now, Sam. But sooner or later, you're gonna look for me and beg me to take you back!"
"I don't think so, Craig. Bye now." I say, looking at him with disgust through gritted teeth as I softly hold Russell's back.
Craig chuckles and turns on his heel. "Sooner or later Sam! Sooner or later you'll want to take me back sweetheart." He yells over his shoulder as he continues to walk away. I can't help but feel frustrated, yet the way Russell stood up for me, made me feel protected.
"Thank you for standing up for me Russell. But you didn't have to." I whisper as I let go of his back and walk towards the kitchen island. He closes the door and walks towards me, sitting on the stool. "Sam, you said it yourself; we're friends, and friends look out for each other. Plus that guy got off easy, I should of punched him in the face for talking to you like he owned you." He narrowed his eyebrows and leaned his head down.
I smiled and nod my head. "Thank you, but that wasn't necessary. I think he got the point. But either way, thank you." I say chuckling as I think of how Craig always runs from a physical confrontation. We both stood there in a comfortable silence. Though deep inside, I knew things were going to be a rocky road ahead, now with Craig back in the picture, things were bound to get ugly.
I can't believe I was so in love with that douche. He wasn't just a two-timing scumbag, but a coward most of all.
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RussellSamantha seemed pretty cool. I can't deny that she's beautiful, and I'm very attracted to her. But, I promised myself that I was going to focus on school and my fights...nothing more. I can't afford to lose track of time or mess around this year. I have just one more year before I can fill out an application for an internship at Knights Enterprise.It's been my dream to work there since I was a kid. Not just because it has the same name as my last name, but because they are one of the top businesses in the whole world. It's a multi-billion enterprise, and I am fascinated by this place. No one can compete with them. It's said they only accept a total of ten interns out of thousands that apply. I know that w it's a hell of a long shot, but I've worked hard... really hard to memorize everything that I will need to get that internship.
Samantha"Kim, no offense, but I have no desires whatsoever to go out tonight. I have tons of work to do, and I need to take advantage of the quietness of my dorm. Russell is usually out until late Friday nights, so I have the whole place to myself. I need to study." I grunted in protest. She knows how important school is to me. She has been hassling me all week to go out with her and some friends she made to watch a movie tonight."Come on, Sam. You've been studying all week long. You still have about three weeks before your test, you said it yourself. Come on, give yourself a little break. It's just one night honey." she continued to persuade me. Though, I was not going to budge. I need to study, and that is that. "Samantha, I am not going to give up until you say yes. Do you realize that you haven't gone out at all, since the party Russell invited you to? That was almost two months ago. Com
SamanthaRussell held my hand the whole way out of that theater until we got to his bike. I still had tears on my face, and the night was pretty cold, which made me glad he had given me his hoodie. He swung his foot over the other side of the bike, took a handkerchief out of his back pocket, and handed it to me. "Thanks, Russ," I said, sniffling as I hung my head low."Hey...cheer up, will you?" he says lifting my chin with the back of his index. I glanced at him and gave him a small smirk. He sighs, taking the handkerchief away, pulling me towards him by my waist, making me gasp. "He's an asshole, Samantha. You shouldn't feel sorry for yourself over him. He doesn't deserve your tears." he says as he wipes my tears delicately away. I couldn't help but stare at him. "I know... I know, I just..." I sighed and tucked a loose strand of my hair to the back of my ear.
RussellI walked towards my room, shut the door behind me, and leaned against the door, closing my eyes. I can still feel my nerves wrecking inside of me, and my heart pounding fastly in my chest.What the hell was I thinking? I just know I'm going to regret this. The more time I spend with Sam, the more I think about her. This is why I have to make sure I get her back with her ex. If she's taken, I won't have the temptation to be with her. I can't be with someone right now. I just can't.I take a deep sigh and begin to pace around in my room, running my fingers through my hair.I know she's beautiful, I admit it. She's...just gorgeous. She's naturally quirky and funny, she knows how to make me laugh, and I easily open up to her...but I can't. I'm far too
RussellI toss and turn on my bed. It's been about a month and a half since the classes have started. I'm still thinking about that kiss in the cafeteria. About how Kim and Brandon bombarded us with questions and scolded us for not telling them we were going out.Of course, it's not true, but to make Craig believe it, we also had to tell the rest of the gang, including Kim and Brandon that we are dating. So, I guess, now... We don't just have to pretend to be dating in front of Craig, but also in our own dorm while Brandon and Kim cone over. This is getting out of hand, and I'm ni6 sure Samantha is ok with all of this. I don't think I thought this through all the way. Maybe I hesitated and acted abruptly because I was just afraid to see her getting hurt by that asshole.To make matters worse, tomorrow night is my next match, and the night before, as usual, I get nervous. My body feels so tense, and my palms are clammy wi
Sam"I'll see you later?" I asked him as we both made our way out of our rooms and began to start our day full of classes. He smiles, locking eyesight with me and biting his lower lip as he looked away. "I have something very important to do tonight, but...we can meet for lunch like we always do? I'll see you then?" he replies, making me smile.We both made our way towards the door and grabbed our backpacks. Kim was already waiting for me at the door, scrolling through her phone and laughing at something she was seeing on her phone. Russell quickly grabs my arm pulling me back, "Hey.... I ...Uhm, have a good day in class today, see you later." he says, making me feel confused. I looked at him intensely, he clears his throat and strides past me, opening the door and leaving.Kim puts her phone back in her pocket and looks at me, "Ready to go?" she asks, making me sigh and close my eyes for a mere second. "Uh, yeah, let's.
RussellI stepped into that ring with my heart pounding in my ear. I tried to block out everyone and focused on my breathing.I thought back to the time my uncle started teaching me to box. My hands fisted as he took his hands up in defense, fisting them tightly.✨✨Flashback✨✨"Alright kiddo. Now, remember, never look down. Look at his movements, every flinch, every, muscle he moves. He ain't gonna attack you with his face, so there's no need lookin' at his face. Got it?" He says as he strides his body from one foot to the other.I nod, but my nerves were a wreck. My nose still lingered with dry blood, my lip busted, and a black eye from the beating I had just gotten earlier that day from some seniors in my high school. It was not a go
SamanthaI sat on the small sofa in my dorm, writing away and reading from my notes and textbook. My eyesight was a bit blurry, tired of all the studying I had been doing for my upcoming test.Kimmy was making a quick sandwich for the two of us, she wanted to take a break as well, complaining that her class was so hard and nothing she was reviewing was sticking to her.She placed the last slice of bread on top of the sandwich and grabs two soda cans out of the fridge, balancing the two plates in her hand and gripping both cans tightly in her other hand. "Come on, you gotta be honest. Craig looked so pissed off when he found out you and Russell started dating. He was like, Russell this, and Russell that, he's not even good looking. And we were like, are you kidding? Russell is hot!" she talked away making me laugh.&nb