should leave right now. He needs to calm down some before he can talk about this.” She stood up and helped Nicole off the couch, walking her to the door. “He’ll call you in a few days.”
She shut the door before Nicole could say another word and turned to Lance. He was sitting back on the chair, his face in his hands.
He looked up at his mom, his eyes filled with tears. “What am I going to tell Samantha?”
Chapter Two
“Maybe I should just do it. Get it over with,” Samantha said to her friend as they sat in Starbucks. After Lance had left her house, she’d called her best friend Renee to meet her there for some coffee and girl talk.
Renee rolled her blue eyes. “Yeah, cause that sounds romantic,” she mumbled.
“Well, I do love him.” Samantha played with the coffee cup in front of her. “So much. And he can kiss like no one’s business.” She grinned. Her clothes suddenly seemed to be too tight as she thought back to the earlier make out session with Lance.
“Kissing and having sex are two totally different things. And he should respect you when you tell him you aren’t ready.” Renee liked Lance, but always protested when Samantha would tell her he asked for sex. “Most of all, he should be with you no matter what.”
Samantha sighed and nodded. “He’s the one, Renee. I know it sounds silly, but I feel it deep in my soul. He’s the one I’m going to be with the rest of my life. He’s my soul mate.”
Even though she didn’t say anything, Samantha could see the disapproval in Renee’s eyes. It wasn’t the first time Samantha told her friend this. And every time she did, Renee told her she was crazy and way too young to talk like that. “Don’t even say it, Renee. I know how you feel about it. But I know .”
Samantha drank the rest of her coffee. “I gotta get home and study for my history test
tomorrow.” She stood up, grabbing her purse and giving Renee a hug. “Thanks for listening as always.”
Renee hugged her back. “Anytime. Don’t do anything rash, ok?” Samantha could see the worry in her eyes.
Sam appreciated her friend’s concern, but Renee didn’t seem to get how she felt about Lance. Renee never even had a serious boyfriend. “I promise,” she said to make her friend happy, not sure what she was going to do. “See you tomorrow at school.” She headed out the door and to her car.
On the way home, Samantha couldn’t help but think about Lance. Who was she kidding, she
thought about him all the time. They’d had such a tumultuous relationship when they first met, but things seemed to have finally smoothed out and they were genuinely happy for the first time.
Lance and Samantha came from two different worlds socially. She went to private school and when they first met through a mutual friend in Samantha’s neighborhood, he had considered her nothing but a rich stuck up snob. He was from a broken home, and his family didn’t have much money, but Samantha never cared. Lance had been the one who seemed to have issues with it. They fought a lot about it when they first started dating and were always on-again, off-again. She knew during some of their “off” times, he dated someone else. He’d even told her they had slept together a few times. It made Samantha a little bit jealous she wouldn’t be Lance’s first, but she eventually got over it and they had moved on.
Samantha pulled up to her house and parked the car in the driveway before heading inside. Her mom was already in bed, but there was a note on the kitchen table that Lance had called and he wanted her to call him back. She glanced at the clock. It was almost 10, but she didn’t care. She wanted to say goodnight to him, to hear his voice before she fell asleep for the night.
She grabbed the cordless phone from the counter and headed for her room. She dialed his number with shaky fingers. Even after all this time, she
She shut the door before Nicole could say another word and turned to Lance. He was sitting back on the chair, his face in his hands.
He looked up at his mom, his eyes filled with tears. “What am I going to tell Samantha?”
Chapter Two
“Maybe I should just do it. Get it over with,” Samantha said to her friend as they sat in Starbucks. After Lance had left her house, she’d called her best friend Renee to meet her there for some coffee and girl talk.
Renee rolled her blue eyes. “Yeah, cause that sounds romantic,” she mumbled.
“Well, I do love him.” Samantha played with the coffee cup in front of her. “So much. And he can kiss like no one’s business.” She grinned. Her clothes suddenly seemed to be too tight as she thought back to the earlier make out session with Lance.
“Kissing and having sex are two totally different things. And he should respect you when you tell him you aren’t ready.” Renee liked Lance, but always protested when Samantha would tell her he asked for sex. “Most of all, he should be with you no matter what.”
Samantha sighed and nodded. “He’s the one, Renee. I know it sounds silly, but I feel it deep in my soul. He’s the one I’m going to be with the rest of my life. He’s my soul mate.”
Even though she didn’t say anything, Samantha could see the disapproval in Renee’s eyes. It wasn’t the first time Samantha told her friend this. And every time she did, Renee told her she was crazy and way too young to talk like that. “Don’t even say it, Renee. I know how you feel about it. But I know .”
Samantha drank the rest of her coffee. “I gotta get home and study for my history test
tomorrow.” She stood up, grabbing her purse and giving Renee a hug. “Thanks for listening as always.”
Renee hugged her back. “Anytime. Don’t do anything rash, ok?” Samantha could see the worry in her eyes.
Sam appreciated her friend’s concern, but Renee didn’t seem to get how she felt about Lance. Renee never even had a serious boyfriend. “I promise,” she said to make her friend happy, not sure what she was going to do. “See you tomorrow at school.” She headed out the door and to her car.
On the way home, Samantha couldn’t help but think about Lance. Who was she kidding, she
thought about him all the time. They’d had such a tumultuous relationship when they first met, but things seemed to have finally smoothed out and they were genuinely happy for the first time.
Lance and Samantha came from two different worlds socially. She went to private school and when they first met through a mutual friend in Samantha’s neighborhood, he had considered her nothing but a rich stuck up snob. He was from a broken home, and his family didn’t have much money, but Samantha never cared. Lance had been the one who seemed to have issues with it. They fought a lot about it when they first started dating and were always on-again, off-again. She knew during some of their “off” times, he dated someone else. He’d even told her they had slept together a few times. It made Samantha a little bit jealous she wouldn’t be Lance’s first, but she eventually got over it and they had moved on.
Samantha pulled up to her house and parked the car in the driveway before heading inside. Her mom was already in bed, but there was a note on the kitchen table that Lance had called and he wanted her to call him back. She glanced at the clock. It was almost 10, but she didn’t care. She wanted to say goodnight to him, to hear his voice before she fell asleep for the night.
She grabbed the cordless phone from the counter and headed for her room. She dialed his number with shaky fingers. Even after all this time, she
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