The Girl Next Door <33

[5]The Girl Next Door <33

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The Girl Next Door

Chapter 5

"Is there something you two would like to share with the class?" Mr Johnson asked obviously annoyed that we weren't paying attention in his class.

"Urmm...No sir. Sorry sir it won't happen again." I stuttered staring away from Sam as I tried to control the redness of my face.

As soon as Mr Johnson walked away I heard Sam chuckling to himself.

"What's so funny?" I snapped

"You!"

"Excuse me?"

"Yes sir. No sir. Three bags full sir." Sam said in a really high pitched girly voice.

"I do not speak like that!"

"Yes you do!"

"Well I would rather sound high pitched than have your deep Barry white tone!" I said giggling at Sam's face.

"Oh whatever just shut up and listen or else you're going to fail this semester and I will have to tutor you AGAIN!"

"Yes...DAD!" I said grinning.

I started to pay attention but I could see Sam smiling as he took notes out of the corner of my eye and it was kind of distracting. I mean I haven't seen him really smile in ages. Yeah I see him smirking all the time but properly smiling like he was now it's been a while and I-

"Grace.."

"Yeah..."

"...Your daydreaming again!"

"Sorry." I blushed ducking down trying to hide my face with my hair.

I looked down at my blank piece of paper and couldn't help but wonder what I'm supposed to be doing. I guess I really should have listened when Mr Johnson was talking.

"Sam..."

"You have to answer the questions from page 215 in the text book" he answered

I smiled and whispered, "How did you know what I was going to ask?"

"I've known you all my life" He answered simply.

I looked at him and couldn't help keep the smile of my face.

"Do you remember when we first meet?"

"Yeah you had just moved into your house and you were sitting in the grass crying holding Mr. Cuddles and-

"-You walked up to me, smiled and gave me your last chocolate chip cookie to cheer me up!"

Sam blushed, and I couldn't help but tease him.

"Could it be? Is Sam Night blushing?" I said covering my mouth, pretending to be shocked.

"You are a terrible actor!" Sam said and we both started laughing.

Still giggling I looked at the front of the classroom and saw Mr Johnson staring at us and he didn't look happy at all.

"Glad you two could finally stop talking at the back!" Mr Johnson shouted sarcastically, "I just hope you have as much fun in detention as you do in my class!"

"WHAT!" Me and Sam screeched.

"Detention. Both of you. After school." Mr Jonson smugly replied as he turned his attention back to "marking" more like reading dirty magazines!

"But sir I got football practice!"

"and I've got an art piece that needs to be finished!"

"Well you both should have thought of that before you talked throughout my entire class despite the warnings I gave you!" Mr Johnson answered not even bothering to look up.

"That is so-"

"-not fair!!"

"This is all your fault Grace!"

"Me? What did I do?"

"I told you to shut up and listen but did you? No. Now coach is going to kill me for missing practice AND we have a game this weekend! So thank a lot Grace!" Sam shouted

"One, you spoke to me first therefore it's YOUR fault! Two, you are not the ONLY one with important things to do! Three, you are the schools BEST quarterback you don't NEED any more practice! And four, DON'T SHOUT AT ME SAMUEL!!" I huffed. Taking a deep breath and turning to a now smiling Sam.

"Thank Graceey," he said softly

"For what?" I asked confused as hell right now

"For just being you! I'm sorry I shouted at you I just didn't want to miss practice but your right I AM the BEST quarterback and the team is going to be fine plus the games against the bear creek warriors and they suck! " He said adding an evil laugh onto the end.

I couldn't help but giggle at his goofiness.

"You are so silly sometimes Sam"

"Yeah and you know you love me!"

I looked away blushing bright red from head to toe.

"Come on we're going to be late for next period!" I finally manage to say but I couldn't keep the hurt of my voice. I mean he was right. I do love him. And not just as a friend. He may see me as the girl next door but to me his a lot more than that and maybe one day I will get the courage to actually tell him and maybe just maybe he might feel the same way. OK maybe not but a girl can dream right?