A/N: It has been ages I know. Sorry dudes. This chapter is pretty damn suckish but I am planning on editing it so don't worry folks. Anyways see what you think anyway. I am open to all your critisism.
"Sammy, Sammy, wake up." My vision cleared as I opened my eyes and saw a pair of emerald eyes staring at me. I also realised Abby was sitting on top of me.
"Abby, get off me," I mumbled sleepily.
"But Sammy, you have to drop me at Aden's house." My eyes flew open as I remembered. I completely forgot that I had to drop Abby off at her friend, Aden's house, because my drunken mom fired our nanny.
Crap, I would be late for school if I didn't go now. I jumped out of bed and shooed Abby out. Quickly throwing on some ripped jeans and a band t-shirt, I grabbed my converses and ran out. I went to go and check on my mom but surprise surprise, she was nowhere to be seen. She was probably laying somewhere pissed drunk at the moment.
"Abby, have you had your breakfast?" I asked as I ran down the stairs and put my converses on.
"Yep, I made my very own toast. I put butter on a knife and then I added some jam and then-" I pulled Abby out the door, cereal bar and in one hand and soccer ball in the other. I shoved three quarters of the cereal bar in my mouth.
"Walk faster woman," I said in a mouthful.
"But my legs are littler than yours," she complained.
"That's no excuse." She stuck her tongue out at me. I ruffled her hair, laughing. After a few minutes I looked down at her, she looked cheerless.
"Abs, what's wrong?" I asked in concern. She looked up at me with teary eyes. I stopped walking and kneeled down on one knee so I was face to face with her.
"Is mommy ever going to get better?" It broke my heart when my baby sister asked these questions. I wanted more than ever to say that everything was going to be alright.
"Mommy's just having a lot of problems and you have to give her some space," I told her. A single tear fell from Abby's cheek.
"But I want my mommy," she cried. I wanted to cry and say "I want my mommy too," but I had to be strong for Abby's sake.
"I know you do Abs, come here." I wrapped my arms around her tiny body and let her cry on my shoulder. We stayed there for a good minute and then I lifted her up in my arms. "But for now it's just you and me kiddo," I said cheerfully, then started swinging her about. I smiled at the sound of her laughter. I would do anything to keep that beautiful smile on her face.
"Okay, so remember, you're going home with Aden and I will pick you up after I finish school, got that?" I ruffled her hair when she nodded.
"Did you pack me tuna sandwiches today?" She asked happily.
"Huh?" I looked at her confused.
"My lunch, what did you pack me?" I abruptly stopped and whacked my hand over my head.
"Shi...zzle," I nearly swore.
LUNCH. How could I forget?
"What does shizzle mean?" I was too busy worrying to listen to Abby's questions. I was deep in thought. I could run back but that would take too long. I could ask Aden's mom, but I'd already asked for too much.
"Corner shop, go go go," I said, giving her a piggy bank while I ran.
Once we got to the shop, I ran to the sandwich section and grabbed the first sandwich I saw. I got to the till, where Abby was waiting.
"That has prawns in it." I turned to her confused. "I'm allergic." Great, forgot about that. I ran back and got a tuna sandwich and made it back in two seconds. The cashier was an old lady, probably in her nineties.
"Would that be all dear?" She asked.
"Just the sandwich," I muttered impatiently. I wasn't usually such a rude person.
"Okay, I'll just go and get you another sandwich then sweetie," she said making her way around the table. Is this lady deaf or something?
"No! Lady, I-do-not-want-another-sandwich," I said loud and clear this time. This time she heard me and apologized.
"It's fine." I was really getting impatient. "Just the sandwich please."
"Being this old does a few things to your senses," she started.
"Nice to know," I said sarcastically. She didn't quite catch it though, being so old and all.
"Ninety five next month." Does she ever stop? It was bad enough that she was talking but she also hadn't even picked up the sandwich yet.
"Time just passes by so quickly. I remember when I was a teenager, just like you. I was quite the looker-"
"Sandwich," I snapped, not able to control my anger. She peered down through her little glasses.
"Would that be all dear?" she repeated, smiling at me with her false teeth. This lady was mental, why she was allowed to work here, I had no idea. I nodded, not bothering to say anything, in case she couldn't hear me.
I rummaged in my bag for my purse, when she finally asked for money. Just when I though I could get out of this nightmare of a shop, I realised I didn't have my purse with me.
"Fu...dizzle." I seriously needed to learn how to control my swearing.
"What does Fudizzle mean?" Now's not the time for questions Abby.
"Is something the matter honey?" I glared at the old lady for no particular reason. What? I had anger issues.
"Yes, I left my fudizzling purse at home." Right now, I really didn't care that I was using my random cover up swear words.
"Don't worry dear, you look just as beautiful without it," she assured me. Okay, its official, this woman is nuts.
"I don't mean that kind of purse, I mean- oh it doesn't matter." I turned to Abby.
"Okay, Abby, you're gonna have to ask Aden's mom for-" I stopped when I saw money magically appear in front of me.
"Keep the change Sophie." I spun round and my eyes met with topaz ones.
"Hayden!" Abby yelled out. I was shocked when I saw her run into his arms.
"I don't need your charity," I lied. He raised an eyebrow at me. Okay so maybe I did.
"Don't worry Sammy, It wasn't for you, it was for Abby." For once I didn't have a comeback for that.
"I didn't want my favorite girl going hungry." He tickled her and I couldn't help but smile at the image of the two. My smile quickly faded into a glare.
"Favorite huh, you barely know her," I stated. To my surprise Abby sent me a death glare. So much for sisters sticking together.
"You're just jealous," she said, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Why would I be jealous?" I laughed.
"Isn't it obvious?" he said, flicking back his hair. "I'm irresistible." I rolled my eyes and chuckled.
"More like irritating." He put his hand to his heart as if I said something really kind.
"Ah, young love." Wait what? I turned to the old lady smiling at me.
"Lady, are you blind? This is not love, this is pure detestation," I glared at Hayden as I said my sophisticated word. Hayden just gave me a funny look. The lady shook her head.
"It may be now, but just you wait," she said. "Secrets will be revealed." Right, so this lady was supposed to be some fortune teller now.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked suspiciously. Before I could answer I felt an arm grab me.
"We should get going, don't wanna be late for school," Hayden said, changing the subject. I turned and looked at him suspiciously but his blue eyes seemed to be avoiding me. "Seya Sophie," he said as he dragged me out of the shop. When we got outside I pulled my arm away from his grip.
"What's wrong with you and what the hell was that crazy lady talking about?" I snapped angrily.
"That crazy lady happens to me my grandma." He smiled when my eyes widened.
"Huh?" I was confused. "But you called her Sophie."
"She prefers to be called Sophie because she says grandma makes her seem old," he explained. I laughed at that but stopped when I noticed someone was missing.
"Abby!" I shouted. I looked around me but there was no sign of her. I take my eyes off her for a minute and she disappears. I continued to call her name.
"Abby!" I heard Hayden yell beside me. At least he was doing one good thing. I sighed angrily.
The search began. Again.
After Hayden and I searched for ten minutes, I finally decided to call someone. I dialed Aden's mom's phone to tell her why we were running late.
"Mrs. Parker, this is Samantha, I'm so sorry we're late but…"
"Young lady, how could you be so irresponsible?" What the hell was she talking about?
"Sorry… What?" I asked in confusion. I could hear Aden yelling in the background and then I heard…
"Is Abby there?" I asked in shock.
"Of Course she is…" I sighed in relief and gave 'a thumbs up' to Hayden but apparently Mrs. Parker wasn't finished. "You were the one who told your little sister to walk to my house alone," she said disapprovingly.
"You've got it wrong-" I protested.
"I don't want to hear excuses Samantha, just learn to be more responsible." Great, now she thinks I'm some 'lying irresponsible teenager.' Before I got a chance to explain myself she hung up on me.
I usually did that when I was angry. That little girl was going to get it when she got back.
"Samantha you really do have to learn some responsibilities," Hayden teased. I turned and did the most responsible thing, I spat at him.
"Not really the kiss I was expecting," he laughed, wiping the spit from his cheek. "Wanna try again?"
"I take that as a no."
We ended up missing first period and ended up getting a detention. I tried to explain how I lost my sister but they seemed to think that was an excuse. It really didn't help that Hayden added to the story and said that Abby was kidnapped by a hobo. I really had to get him back for that.
Once I got my food from the cafeteria, I made my way outside and took a seat on the bench. My best friend sitting opposite me, failed to notice me. I coughed loudly. Nope, that didn't work.
"Alex," I snapped, waving my hand in front of his face.
"Wha- Oh hey Sammy," he said, finally acknowledging my presence.
"What's gotten you so distracted?" I asked.
"That sexy blonde hunk by the tree," he said dreamily. I followed his gaze and turned around. "Sam, don't make it so obvious," he snapped. I caught sight of the blonde body builder.
"Dude, he looks like incredible hulk, without the greenness," I stated. He probably had the biggest muscles in this school.
"Exactly," Alex said with a huge grin on his face. Then it hit me who Alex's favourite superhero was.
"I still don't see how you have a crush on the hulk," I laughed. Alex was practically in love with the hulk. "He's just so… so… green," I joked.
"Well I think it makes him look like a sexy tree, besides we're not talking about hulk. We're talking about the sexiest real life guy on the planet," Alex said excitedly. "He's my soul mate."
"Okay… and this soul mate of yours, have you even talked to him?" I asked blankly. He thought for a second.
"Well…" He took a minute to think. "Okay, so not technically, but you should have heard him in my dreams. That guy really can talk dirty he said-"
"Whoa! Too much detail dude," I said, cutting him off. "Anyway so this incredible hulk dude is you're soul mate." Alex nodded happily. "And you haven't talked to him, do you even know his name?"
"In my dreams he was called… Gus Gus," he said, saying the name in a seductive voice. I choked on my sandwich.
Wait a minute did he just say 'Gus Gus.' What kind of a ridiculous name is that?
"Okay… I'm not even gonna ask where you got that name. Anyways, so Gus Gus over there is the only one for you?" he nodded again. "Okay then, time to set you two up," I said standing up whilst stuffing three quarters of my sandwich in my mouth. I turned, only to bump into a guy's chest.
"Well hello Mr. sexy," I heard Alex mutter behind me. I looked up to meet a pair of amused blue eyes. I shoved him away from me.
"What now?" I snapped at Hayden.
"It's so nice to see you too Samantha," he said, ignoring my glares. I glanced over at Alex to see he was drooling over Hayden.
"Alex!" I snapped. He jumped at his name. "We should go talk to Gus Gus, you know your soul mate," I said trying do distract my best friend from checking out this jerk.
"What soul mate?" he asked in a daze. Oh I give up. I stomped over to an empty tree and slumped down to the ground. To my dismay, Hayden decided to stalk me.
"What do you want jerk?" I asked tiredly. I was so beat from running around all day. I just wanted to go home and sleep.
"Well I was just asking if you wanted a lift home after detention as it seems like it may rain soon." Damn, I forgot about detention. I looked up at the sky to find that Hayden was right. I really was too tiered to protest.
"Fine," I spat out. Just to be clear though, he was still my arch enemy.
A/N: Pretty un kick ass right. Anyways I hope you don't think it is too crappy.
Also thanks do the guys that reviewed my first chapter u give me the motovation to write the next chapter. I will make chapter 3 soo cool if I get some reviews again.